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


presided over the obsequies But there is a
FASH and the opening of a celestial door, and
a shout: Lift up your head, ye everlasting
gate, and let her GOMEZ, And Christ will
step forth and say: 'sCome in ye suffered
with me on earth, be glorified with me in
heaven? You say: The throne of the Lord
God Almighty and the Lamb" No doubt
about it. What is the next highest throne in
heaven? While speak it seems to me that
it will be the throne of the drunkard's wife, if
she with cheerful patience endured all her
earthly torture. Heroes and heroines.
/ find also in this roll the heroes of Chris
tan charity. We all admire the George
Peabodys and the James Lenoxes of the
earth, who gave tens and hundreds of thou
sands ofdollars to good objects
But am speaking this morning of those
who, out of their pinched poverty, help
others-of such men as those Christian mis-
sionaries at the West, who are living on $3.50
year that they may proclaim Christ to the
people, one of them, writing to the secretary
in New York, saying: II thank you for that
$25. Until Yesterday we have had no meat
in our house for three months. We have
suffered terribly. My children have no
shoes this winter" And of those people
who have only half loaf of bread, but
give piece of it to Others who are hum
grier; and OF those who have only
scuttle of coal, but help others to fuel;
and of those who have only a
dollar in their pocket, and give 25 cents to
somebody else; and of that father who wears
shabby coat, and ofthat mother who wears
faded dress, that their children may be well
apparelled. You call them paupers. or raga-
mullins, or emigrants. / call them heroes
and heroines. You and I may not know
where they live, or what their name is God
knows, and they have more angels lowering
over them than you and have, and they will
have higher seat in heaven.
They mayhave only a cup of cold water to
give poor traveller or may have only pickeda
splinter from under henail of a child's finger.
or have put only two mites into the treasury,
but the Lord knows them. Considering what
they had they did more than we have ever
done, and their faded dress will become
white robe, and the small room will be an
eternal mansion, and The old hat will be a
coronet OF victory, and all the applause of
earth and all the shouting of heaven will be
drowned out when God rises up to give his
reward to these humble workers in his king
dom, and to say to them: "Well done, good
and faithful servant" You have all seen or
heard of the ruin of Melrose Abbey. I sup
pose IN some respects it is the most exquisite
ruin on earth. And yet, looking at it Il was
not SO impressed-you may set it down to
bad taste-but was not SO deeply stirred as
was at a tombstone at the foot of that alb
over the grave of an old man who had
served him for a good many years in his
house-the inscription most significant, and
l defy any man to stand there and read it
without tears coming into his eyes-the
epitaph: SWELL done, good and faithful serv-
ant, Oh! when our work is over, will it be
found that because of'any thing we have done
for God, or the church, or suffering humanity,
that such an inscription is appropriate for
us? God grant it,
Who are those who are bravest and deserved
The greatest monument-Lord Clayerhouse
and his burly soldiers, or j ohm Brown, the
Edinburgh carrier, and his wife? Mr.Atkins
the prosecuted minister of Jesus Christ in
Scotland, was secreted by John Brown and
his wife, and Claverhouse rode up one day
with his armed men and shouted in front Of
the house, John Browns little girl came out.
He said to her: Swell, is Mr. Atkins here?''
She made no answer, for she could not betray
the minister OF the Gospel. "Hop' Claver-
house said, 'sthen you are chip of the old
block, are you? l have something in my
pocket for you. It a nosegay. Some peo-
pie call it thumbscrew, but / call it a nose
gay" And he got off his horse, and he put
it on the little girls hand; and began to turn
it until the bones cracked and she cried. He
said:"Don't cry, don't cry; this isn't a thumb
screw; this is a nosegay." And they heard
the childs cry, and the father and mother
came out, and Claverhouse said: "Ha! it
seems that you three have laid your holy
heads together determined to die like all the
rest Of your hypocritical, canting, snivelling
crew rather than give up good Mr.. Atkins
plous Mr.. Atkins, you would die. I have a
telescope with me that will improve your
vision, and he pulled out pistol Now
he said, you old ragmatical, lest you should
catch cold in this cold morning of Scotland,
and for the honor and safety of the king, to
say nothing OF the glory of God and the
good OF our soul, will proceed simply and
in the neatest and most expeditions style
possible to blow your brains out" John
Brown fell upon his knees and began to pray
"Ahp' said Claverhouse, 'slook out, if you
are going to pray; steer clear of
the king, the council, and Richard
Cameron" ooh! Lord" said John Brown
leave this world for world where can love
Thee better and serve Thee more, I put this
poor widow woma an and these helpless father
less children into Thy hands, We have been
together in peace good while, but now we
must look to better meeting in heaven,
as for these poor creatures blindfolded and
Infatuated, that stand before me, convert me
before it be too late, and may they who have
sat IN Judgment in this lonely place on this
blessed morning, uponme, apoor, defenseless
fellow creature-may they in the Last Judg-
ment find mercy which they have refused to
me, Thy most unworthy, but faith servant.
Amen" He rose up and said, 'Isabel the
hour has come of which spoke to you on on
the morning when promised hand and heart
to you: and are you willing now, for the love
ofGod, to letme die?' She puther arms around
him and said: 1.-THE Lord gave and the Lord
hath taken away. Blessed be the name of the
Lordp' Stop that sniveling,' said Clayer-
house 81 have had enough of it. Soldiers,
do your work. Take himl Fire!' and the
head of j ohm Brown was scattered on the
ground. While the wife was gathering up in
her apron the fragments of her husbands
head-ggathering them up for burial Claver-
house looked into her face and said Now,
my good woman, how do you feel now about
your bonnie MANI" "Oh!' she said, 81 al
ways thought weel Of him; he has been very
good to me; I had no reason for thinking
but weel of him, and I think bet
ter of him now" 0 what grand thing
it will be in the last day to see God
pick out his heroes and heroines Who are
those paupers of eternity trudging off from
the gates of heaven? Who are they? The
Lord Clayerhouses and the Herods and those
who had scepters, and crowns, and thrones,
but they lived for their own ACKNOWLEDGMENT,
and they broke the hearts ofnations. Heroes
of earth, but paupers in eternity beat the
drums of their eternal despair Woe woe!