New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-08-22

/ every night and Wrestled with the statue mn.
I'll one night he threw it. and it fell on him
and crushed him to death. So jealousy ie
not only absurd, but it is killing to the body
| and 1T is killing to the soul. How seldom
it is you find one merchant speaking
| well of a merchant in the same
| line OF business. How seldom it is Won hear
OF physician speaking well of a physician
| on the same block. Oh, my friends, the
| world IS large enough for all of us. Let us
rejoice at the success Of others. Thenext best
thlng to owning garden ourselves is to
| look over the fence and admire the flowers.
The next best thing to riding in fine equip
/ age IS to stand on the street aud admire the
pran cling span. The next best TIL ing to hay
ing banquet given to our prodigal brother
| that has come home to his fathers house.
Besides that, If we do not get as much hon
OF and as much attention as others, we ought
to congratulate ourselves on what we escape
| IN the way OF assault The French general.
riding on horseback at the head ofhis troops.
| heard soldier complain and say: ssIt is
very easy for the general to command us for
ward while he rides and we walk when
the general dismounted and compelled the
complaining soldier to get on the horse.
Coming through ravine, a bullet from a
sharpshooter struck the rider, and he fell
dead Then the general said: Chow much
safer it is to walk than to ride!'
Once more have to tell you that this sem
ior brother of my text stands for the pout-
| ing Chistian. While there is SO much con-
| graduation within doors, the hero of nv text
stands outside, the corners of his mouth
drawn down; looking as he feels miserable
am glad his lugubrious physiognomy did
! not spoil the festivity within. How many
pouting Christians there are in our day
Christians who do not like the music of our
churches, Christians who do not like the
hilarities OF the young-pouting, poutmg,
poutlng at society, pouting at the fashions,
pouting at the newspapers, pouting at the
pouting at the high heaven. Their spleen
| is too large, their liver does not work,
their digestion is broken down There
are two cruets in their castor always
sure to be well supplied-vinega and red
pepper! Oh, come away from that mood.
STIR little saccarine into your disposition.
While you avoid the desoluteness of the
younger son, avoid also the iracibility and
| the petulance and the pouting spirit of the
elder son, and initiate the father who had
embraces for the returning prodigal and
| coaxlng words for the splenetic malcontent
Ali the face of this pouting elder son is
put before us In order that we might better
see the radiant and forgiying face of the
father. Contrasts are mighty. The artists
In sketching the field of Waterloo, years aft
er the battle, put a dove in the mouth of the
cannon. Raphael, in one of his cartoons, be.
side the face of a wretch put the face of
happy and Innocent child. And so the soue
face of this indescrible and Disguised elder
brother is brought out in order that in thr
contrast we may better understand the for
giving and the radiant face of God. That
is the meaning of God That is the meaning
OF it-that God is ready to take back any
body that is sorry, to take him clear back to
take him back forever, and foreverto take him
back with loving hug, to put a kiss on his
parehed lip, a ring on his bloated hand, an
easy shoe on his chafed foot, a garland on
his bleeding temples, and heaven in his soul,
oh; fall fat on that mercy! Come, my
brother, and let us get down into the dust,
giving hand shall lift us.
Oh, what a God we have! Bring your dox-
ologies Come, earth and heaven, and ioin
in the worship. Cry aloud. Lift the palm
branches! Do you not feel the Fathers arm
around your neck? Do you not feel the
warm breath ofyour Father against your
cheek? Surrender younger son! Surrender,
elder son! Surrender, all! Oh, go in today
and sit down at the banquet Take slice
OF the fatted calf, and afterward, when you
are seated, with one hand in the hand of the
returned brother, and the other hand in the
hand of the rejoicing father, let your heart
beat time to the clapping of the cymbal and
the mellow voice of the flute ssIt is meet
that we should make merry and be glad: for
this thy brother was dead and is alive again;
and was lost, and is found.