The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1888-10-04
PRICE THREE CENTS.

30, urge You TO prec,pitancy, rather than
slow deiiberation, and l write all over your
soul the words of Christ saw inscribed on thu
monument of Princess T. .Tf. rs .r
of Wight, the words to iar
finger pointed in the open a .- ...H.es
found dead in her bed n. n.
trouble: "Come unto Nj .a Hl-
weary and heavy laden. tN .a .rn
rest" Is there druukard bore .a
the Saviour's grace, have 4.--
utterly extingushed. Is E..l-lr
herel You NAV bs made a SAINT Is there
n lhertne herel You may he made as pure
as the light. When minister in an outdoor
meeting IN Scotland was eulogizng goodness,
there were hanging around the edge
of the audience soma OF the most denraved
men and women, AMI the minister said moth.
ing about mercy for proica's, And do
PRAYED woman cried out: Your rope is not
long enough for the like of us.n Blessed be
God. our Gospel can fathom the deepest
depths and reach to farthest wanderings, and
here is q rope that Is long enough to rescue
the worst: "WhoSosver will ~
But why take extreme cases. when we all
have been or are now the captives of sin and
death' And wa may through the great
Emancip7tor drop our shackles and take q
throne. You have looked Mt your hand and
arm only as being useful now, and a curioui
piece OF anatomy, hut there Is something
about your hand and arm that makes ms
think they are an undeveloped wing.
And if you would know what pos
sbilities are suggested by that, ask
the eagle that has looked close into the eye
of the MONDAY sun; or ask the albatross that
has struck its claw into the black locks of the
tempest; or ask the condor that this morning
is descending to the highest peak of Chin
borazo. Your right hand and arm and your
left hand and arm. two undeveloped wings,
better get ready for the empyreau.
"Rise. my soul. and Stretch thy wing,
Thy better portion trac,."
There have been chains famous in the
worlds history, such as the chain which
fastened the prisoner of Chion to the pillar,
into the staple OF which l have thrust my
hand. on the isolated rock of the LAX. Of
Geneva; such al the chain which the
Russian exile c'anks on his wa to the mines
Of Siberia; such as the chain which Zeno ia,
the captive queen, wore when brought into
the presence OF AurelIan Ave- there have
been races in chains, and nations in chains,
and there has been a world in chains: but.
thank God, the last one of them shall be
broken, and under the liberating power of
the omnipotent Gospel the shackes shall
fall from the last neck, and the last arm. and
the last foot. But these shattered fetters
shall all be gathered up again from the dun
geons, and the work houses, and the mines.
and the rivers, and the fields, and they shall
again be welded and again strung link to link,
and polished and transformed until this world,
which has wandered off and been recreant
world and lost world shall by that chain
be liftei and hung to the throne of God, no
longer the iron chain of oppression. but the
golden chain Of redeeming love. There let
this old ransomed world swing forever! Roll
on We years, roll on ye days, roll on ye
hours, and hasten the glorious consummationI