The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1888-03-09

nc the poetry and pathos and pulpit
power OF the grandson when you read OF
the faith and devotion OF his wonderful
ancestress. When you read this letter,
in which she poured out her widowed
soul in longing for sons salvation, you
will not wonder that succeeding genera
tions have been blessed.
NEW YORK. May 90 1T91.-This day my only
son left me IN bitter wringings Of heart he is
again launched on the ocean--God's ocean The
Lord saved him from shipwreck, brought him
TO my home, and allowed me once more 20 IN
dulge my affections over him He has been
with me but a short time, and III have Inn
proved it; he is gone from my sight and my
heart bursts with tumultuous grief. Lord have
mercy on the widows son, ''the only son Of his
mother"
L ask nothing in all this world for him; TO-
peat my petition. save his soul alive give him
salvation from sin. It is not the danger Of the
seas that distresses mes IL Is not the hardshipa
he must undergo; 1t is not the dread OF never
seeing him more in this world; IL is because
can not discern the new birth nor its fruit. bus
every symptom Of captivity to Satan, the
world and self-wiIl. This, this Is what distress
es me; and in connection with this his being
shut out from ordinances at distance from
Christians; shut up with those who forget GOD,
profane his name and break his Sabbathss men
who often live and die like beasts. yet aFe 90
countable creatures, who must answer for every
moment OF time and every word, thought and
action. o, Lord, many wonders hast Thou shown
me; Thy ways of dealing with me and mine have
not been common ones; add this wonder to the
rest. Call, convert, regenerate and establish
sailor in the faith. Lord, all things are posi-
bic with thee; glorify Thy Son and extend HIS
kingdom by sea and land take the prey from
the strong. / roll him over upon Thee. Many
friends try 70 comfort me; miserable comfort
ers are they ALL Thou art the God OF consolar
ton; only confirm to me Thy precious word, on
which Thou causedst me TO hope in the day
when Thou saidst to mes "Leave thy fatherless
oh Twill o. alive - ONLY let
this life be q spiritual life, and put blank IN
Thy hand as to all temporal things.
wait for Thy salvation. Amen
With such a grandmother, would you
Bethunep and all the thousands converted
through his ministry may date the saving
power back to Isabella Graham.
God fill the earth and the heavens with
such grandmothers; we must some day
20 up and thank these dear old souls.
Surely God will let US go up and tell them
of the results Of their influence. Among
our flrst questions in Heaven win be:
! "Where is grandmother" They.wiIl point
her out, for we would hardly know her
even il we had seen her on earth; so
bent over with years once and there SO
straight; so dim of eye 82y0ugh the blind.
ing Of earthly tears and now her eye as
clear as Heaven; so full of aches and
pains once and now so agile with eel estial
16blbug TIE WFAukleS DAOOullu2 AubO CAE4d~
-tion roses, and her step like the roe on the
mountains. Yes, I must see her, my
! grandmother on my fathers side, Mary
| Mccoy, descendant of the Scotch. When
| I first spoke to an audience in Glasgow,
! Scotland, and felt somewhat diffident, be-
| ing a stranger, began by telling them
my grandmother was Scotch woman, and
| then there went up a shout of welcome
which made me feel as do here. I must
| see her.
/ You must see those women of the early
nineteenth century and of the eighteenth
| century, the answer of whose prayers is
/ in your welfare to-day. God bless all the
aged women up and down the land and IN
/ all landsl What a happy thing POM
/ ponius Atticus to say when making the
funeral address of his mother: Though
have resided with her slxty-seven years,
| was never once reconciled to her, be-
cause there never happened the least dis
| cord between US, and consequently there
| was no need Of reconcil iation." Make it
as easy for the old folks as you can. When
| they are sick get for them the best doc
| tors. Give them your arm when the
! streets are slippery. Stay with them all
| the time you can. Go home and see the
( old folks. Find the place for them in
/ the hymn book. Never be ashamed
| If they prefer styles OF apparel
| a little antiouated. Never say
any thing that implies they are in the
| way. Make the ro~ for the last mile as
! smooth as you can. Oh, myi how you
viii miss her when she is gone. I would
| give the house from over my head to see
mother. have so many things
/ would like to tell her, things that
have happened in the twenty
/ four years since she went away.
| Morning. noon and night let US thank God
/ for the good influences that have come
/
| back. Timothy, don't forget your mother
Eunice, and don't forget your grand
mother Lois. And hand down to others
! this patrimony of blessing. Pass along
! the -coronets. Make religion an heirloom
| from generation to generation. Mothers
| of America, cOnsecrate yourselves to God
and you will holp consecrate all the ages
followingl Do not dwell so much on your
| hardships that you miss your chance Of
| welding an influence that shall look
| down upon an from the towers of an
endless future. / know Martin Lu-
| Their was right when he c0nsoled
his wife over the death of their daughter
by saying; ''Don't take on so. wife; re-
| member that this is a hard world for girIs'
! Yes, go further and say; 1t is hard
| worl d for women. Aye, L go
| further and say: 1t is a hard world
/ for men. But for all women and
| men who trust their bodies aud souls in
the hand of Christ the shining gates will
soon swing open. Don't you see the sick
ly pallor on the sky? That is the pallor
on the cold cheek of the dying night
DON'T you see the frightening of the
clouds? That is the flush on the warm
| forehead of the morning. Cheer up,
you are coming within sight Of the Celes-
tial City.
Cairo, capital of Egypt, was called
| Getty of Victory" Athens, capital Of
Greece, was called "City of the Violet
Crown" .Baalbeck was called getty OF
| the Sun;" London was called ''The City
! of Masts." Lucian's imaginary metrop-
oils beyond the Zodiac was called 1.-THE
City of Lanterns" But the city to which
you journey hath all these in one, the
victory, the crowns, the masts of those
that have been harbored after the storm.
Ave, all but the lanterns aud the sun, be-
cause they have no need of any other
| light, since the Lamb is the light thereof
RESISTING ALL EVIL