The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1888-12-19

fruits from the topic, and bread from
the temperate zone. The King looks
out, and he says: 'sThere are twelve
hundred millions of people to be fed and
clothed. So many pounds OF meat, SO
many barrels of -four, so many yards OF
cloth and linen and flannel, 80 many
hats, so many socks, so many shoes,
enough for al, save that we whoare greedy
to get more shoes than belong to Us, and
others 80 barfeooted. None but a kings
corn-crib could appease the worlds
famine. None but a king could tell how
many wagons to send, and how heavily
to load them, and when they are to start.
They are coming over the frozen ground
to-day. Do you not hear their rumbllng?
They will stop at noon at your table;
Oh, if for little while they should
cease, hunger would come into the
nations, IS to Utica when RamIcar be-
side it, and as in Jerusalem when Vespa-
sian surrounded it; and the nations
would be hollow-eyed, and fall upon
each other in universal csnnibahsm; and
skeleton would drop upon skeleton; and
there would be no one to bury the dead; !;
and the earth would be field of bleached
skeletons: and the birds of prey would
fell dead, flock after flock, without any
carcasses to de7our; and the earth IN
silence would wheel around, one great
black hearse! ALI life stopped because
the Kings wagons are stopped. Oh,
thank God for bread-for bread!
I so to hunt up Jesus. go to the
village of Bethany, and say: "Where
does Mary ive?,' They say: "Ycndsr
Mary lives" go in. l see where she
sat in the sitSing-roon. | go out where
Martha worked in the kitchen but 1 find
no Jesus. 7 go into Pilates courtroom,
and I find the judges and the police,
and the prisoners box, but no Jesus. l
go into the Arimathesn cemetery; but
the door is gone, and the shroud is gone,
and Jesus Is gone. By faith l look up
to the Kings palace, and behold | have
found him! Joseph-Jesus is still alive.
Glorious religion, religion made not
out of deaths heads, and cross bones,
and undertaker's screw-driver, but one
bounding with life, and sympathy, and
gIadness. Joseph is yet alive!
"I know that my Redeemer lives
What comfort tnis sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead,
He lives, my everything Head.
"Ee lives to grant my daily breath,
He lives, and shall conquer death,
He lives my mansion to prepare,
He lives TO bring me safe,y there.
"He lives, all glory to His name;
He lives, my Jesus still the same.
Oh, the sweet Joy this sentence gives
know that my Redeemer Ives!'
The Kings wagons will after awhile
unload, and they will turn around. and
they will go back to the palace, and l
really think that you and will 50 with
them. The King will not leave us In the
famine.struck world. The King has
ordered that we be lifted into the
wagons, ana That We go over into Goshen
where there shall be pasturage for our
largest flock of JOY, and then We will
drive up to the palace, where are glories
awaiting us which will melt all the snow
of Egyptian marble into forgetfulness.
think that the Kings wagons will
take Us up 10 see our lost friends. Jacobs
chief anticipation was not Of seeing the
Nile, nor of seeing the long colonnades
of architectural beauty, nor Of seeing the
Jhrone-room. There was focus to all
his iourneyings, to al his anticipations;
ard that was Joseph. Well, my friends,
do not think Heaven would be worth
great deal if our brother Jesus
was not there. If there were two
Heavens, the one with all the pomp and
parsphernalis of an eternal monarchy,
but no Christ, and the other were plain
Heaven, humbly thstcheo, With few
daisies in the yard, and Christ re there,
I would say: ssLet the Kings wagons
take ne up to the old farm house.
The Kings wagon took Jacob up to
see his lost boy, and 80 really think
that the Kings wagons will take US up
to see our lost kindred. How long is it
since Joseph went out OF your household?
How many years is it now last Christmas,
or the fourteenth of next month? 1t
was dark night when he died, and
stormy day it was at the burial; and the
clouds wept with you, and the wines
sighed fer the dead. The bell at Green
woods gate rang only few moments,
but your heart has been tolling, toLlag,
ever since. You have been under de-
lusion, like Jacob of old. You have
thought that Jacob was dead. You put
his name first in the birth-record Of the
family Bible, and then you put it in the
death-record OF the family Bible, and
you have been deceived. Joseph is yet
alive. He is more alive than you are.
OF all the sixteen thousand millions o.
children that ststissicians say have gone
into the future world, there is not one
of them dead, and the Kings wagons
will take you up to see them. You
often think how glad you will be to see
them. Have you never thought, my
brother, my sister, how glad they will
be to see you! Jacob was no more glad
to SEQ Joseph than Joseph
was to see Jacob. Every time the door
IN Heaven opens, they look to see if it
IS you coming in. Joseph, once standing
in the palace, burst out crying when he
thought of Jacob-afar off. And the
Heaven of your little ones will not be
fairly begun until you get there. AL the
kindness shown them by immortals will
not make them forget you. There they
are, the radiant threngs that went OUT
from your homes!
Does not the subject of to-day take
the gloom out of the thoughts that