Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1888-12-27

IN F" westminster ABBEY" And it does not MAKE
mnch difference to the Christian whetbe,
he rises or falls IN worldly matters: he hs.
everlasting rehown any way. Other MIN
mage may be torn in the blast, but that Son
adorned with Christian grace. IS fairer thar
the dove, Its wings covered with silver and
its feathers with yellow gold. '-0
Aou and have found out that people who
pretend TO be happy are not always happy.
Look at that young man carlcaturing H.
Christian religion. scoffing at every
thing good, going into registering drnnkaS
ness, dashing the champagne BOTTLE ~
the floor, rolling the glasses from the har.
room counter. laughing, shouting, stamping
the floor, shrieking. Is he happyl / will go
TO his midnight pillow. Twill see him tuSn
the gas of. will ask myself if the pillow
ON which he sleeps is as soft as the pillar On
which that pure young man sleeps All no
When he opens his eyes 10 the morning. will
the world be as bright to him as to that
young man who retired at night saving his
prayers. invoking Gods blessing upon his
own soul and the souls of his comrades and
father and mother, and brother and sister Ia r
away! No, no. His laughter will ring ont
from the saloon so that you bear it as YOU
pass by but it is hollow laug liter: in it is the
swapping OF heart,strings and the rattle Of
prison gates happy! that young man
happy Let him fill high the bowl; he can
not drown an upbraiding conscience Let
the balls roll through the bowling alley;
the deep rumble and the sharp
crack cannot overpower the voices
OF condemnation. Let him whirl in the dance
of sin and temptation and death. All the
brilliancy of the scene cannot make him for
get the last look of his mother, as he left
home. when she said TO him. Now, my son,
you will do right, / am sure you will do
right; you will, won't your That young.
man happy. Why, across every night
there fits shadows of eternal dark
fhpra o1,iara IoI
every cup; there are vultures of
despair striking their iron beaE into his
heart; there are skeleton fingers of grief
pinching at the throat | come in amid the
clicking of the glasses and under the flashing
of the chandeliers, and / cry: "Woel woei
The way OF the uns oddly shall perish
There is no peace, saith my God TO the wicked.
The way of the transgressors is hardn Oh,
my friends, there is more Joy in one
drop of Christian satisfaction than in whole
rivers or sinful delight Other wings may
be drenched OF the storm and splashed Of the
tempest. but the dove that comes in through
the window of this heavenly ark has wings
like the dove covered with silver, and her
feathers with yellow gold.
Again remark, religion is an adornment
in the style of usefulness into which it in.
ducts a man. Here are two young men,
The one has fine culture, exquisite wardrobe,
plenty of friends, great worldly success, but
he lives for himself. His chief care is for
his own comfort. He lives uselessly. He
dies unregretted Here is another young
man. His apparel may not be so good, his
education may not be so thorough. He
lives for others. His happiness is 20 make
others happy He is as self-denying as that
dying soldier, falling in the ranks when no
said: Colonel, there is no need Of those boys
firing themselves By carrying me TO the
hospital; let me die just where ann So
this young man of whom speak loves God,
wants oil the world TO love him, is not
ashamed TO carry q bundle of clothes up that
dark alley TO the poor. Which Of those
young men do you admire the betteri The
one sham, the other prince imperial.
Oh, do you know OF anything, my henrer.
that is more beautiful than TO see a young
man start out for Christ Here is some one
falling; no lifts him mp. Here Is vagabonn
boy; he introduces him to mission school.
Here is a family freezing TO de 18th; he carries
them a scuttle OF coal. There are eight hun
bred millions perishing in midnight heather
darkness; by all possible means be tries TO
send TO them the Gospel He NAV DO laughed
at, and he may be sneered at and he may be
caricatured. but he is not ashamed TO go
everywhere, saying; ~ am not ashamed OF
the Gospel Of Christ IL is the power of God
and the wisdom of God unto salvation"
Such young man can go through every
thing. There is no force on earth or in hell
that can resist him.
show you three spectacles. Spectacle the
first: Napoleon passes by with the host that
went down with him to Egypt, and up with
him through Russia, and crossed the contl-
nent on the bleeding heart OF which he set
his iron heel, and across the duivering flesh
OF which he went grinding the wheels OF his
gun-carriages-in his dying moment asking
his attendants to put on his military boots
for him.
Spectacle the second: Voltaire, bright and
learned and witty and eloquent, with tongue
and voice aud stratagem Internal, warning
against God and poisoning whole kingdoms
with his inlidelitY. vet applauded by the
clappIng hands of thrones and empires and
last words, in derium sup
posing Christ standing by the bedside-his
last words. Crush that wretchm
Spectacle the third: Paul-Paul insight.
ficant in person, thrust out from all refined
association, sconrged. spat on. bounded like
a wild beast from city TO city, yet trying 10
make the world good and heaven full; an,
nouncing resurrection to these who mourned
at the barred gates Of the dead; speaking
which light up the eyes OF
widowhood and orphanage and want with
glow OF certain and eternal releases; UNI
daunted before those who could take his life,
his cheek flushed with transport and his eye
on heaven: with one band shaking defiance
at all the foes of earth and all the principals
tiles OF hell. and with the other hand beckon-
ing messenger angels to come and bear him
away, as he says. II am now ready to be
offered, and the time OF my departure IS at
hand: have fought the good fight, Rave
finished my course / have kept the faith:
there is laid up for me crown OF
VIII CHI the lord, the righteous
Judge will give me-
Which OF the three spectacles do you most
admire! When the wind of death struck the
conaueror and the infidel they were tossed
like sea-gulis in a tempest, drenched OF the
wave and torn of the hurricane, their dismal
voices heard through the everlasting storm;
but when the wave and the wind oil death
struck Paul, like an albatross, he made
throne of the tempest and one day noated
away into the calm. clear summer OF heaven,
brighter than the dove, its wings covered with
silver and its feathers with yellow goh.
Oh. are YOU not in love with such religion
Ia religion that can do so much Tor man
while he lives. and so much for man when
he comes to die. / suppose you may nave
noticed the contrast between the departure o.
a Christian and the departure OF an lnnds'.
Deodorus, dying in chagrin because ne
could not compose loks equaL
10 TIE JOKE uttered at the other
end If his table Zeuxis. dying IN a |