The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1888-10-11

sailing around Cape Fear when you
ought to have been sailing around Cape
Good Hope. Do not turn back, but go
ahead The deer will accomplish more
with its swift feet than with its horns.
| saw whole chains of lakes in the
Adirondacks, and from one height you
can see thirty, and there are said to be
over eight hundred in the great wilder
ness. So near. are they to each other
that your mountain guide picks up and
carries the boat from lake to lake, the
small distance between them for that
reason being called s'carry." And the
realm OF Gods word is one long chain
OF bright, refreshing lakes; each prom
Use lake, very short carry between
them, and though for ages the pursued
have been drinking out of them, they are
full up to the top of the green banks, and
the same David describes them, and they
seem so near together that in three differ
emit places he speaks Of them as contin-
uous river, saying:
There is river the streams whereof
shall make glad the city of God;" ssThou
shalt make them drink of the rivers of
Thy pleasures;" "Thou greatly enrichest
it with the river of God which is full of
water.'
But many of you have turned your back
on that supply and confront your trouble,
and you are soured with their circum-
stances, and You are fighting society, and
you are fighting a pursuing world, and
troubles, instead of driving you into the
cool lake of Heavenly comfort, have made
you stop and turn round and lower your
head, and it is simply antler against
tooth. do not blame you. Probably
under the same circumstances I would
have done worse. But you are all wrong.
You need to do as the reindeer does in
February and March-it sheds its horns.
The rabbinical writer's allude to this
resignation sof antlers by the stag, when
they say OF a mau who ventures his money
In risky enterprises, he has hung it on
the stag's horns; and proverb in the
Tar East tells man who has foolishly
lost his fortune to go and find where the
deer shed her horns. My brother, quit
the antagonism of your circumstances,
quit misanthropy, quit complaint, quit
pitching into your pursuers; be as wise
as, next spring, will be all the reindeer
OF the Adirondacks. Shed your horns.
But very many of you who are wronged
of the world-and If III any assembly be-
tween Sandy Hook, New York, and Col
den Gate, San Francisco, it were asked
that all those that had been sometime
badly treated should raise both their
hands and full response should be made,
there would be twice as many lifted as
persons present. say many of you would
declare: "We have always done the best
we could and tried to be useful, and why
we should become the victims of malign-
ment, or inyalidism, or mishap is in
scrutable."
Why, do You know that the finer deer
and the more elegant its proportions,
and the more beautiful its bearing, the
more anxious the hunters and the hounds
are to capture it. Had that roebuck a
ragged fur and broken hoofs, and an
obliterated eve and limping gait, the
hunters would have said: "PshawI don't
let us waste our ammunition on sick
dear.n
SO II there were no noble stuff in your
makeup, if you were a bifurcated nothing,
II you were q forlorn failure. you would
be allowed to go undisturbed; but the
fact that the pack is in full cry after you
is proof positive that you are splendid
game and worth capturing. Therefore
sarcasm draws on you its sefnest head"
Therefore the world goes cunning for you
with its best Maynard breech-loader.
Highest compliment is it your talent or
your virtue, or your usefulness. You will
be assailed in proportion to your great
achievements. The best and the mightiest
being the world ever saw, had set after
Him all the hounds terrestrial and dia-
bolic, and they Tapped His blood after the
Caivarean massacre. The world paid
nothing to its Redeemer but a bramble
and cross. Many who have done their
best to make the world better have had
such rough time of it that all their
pleasure is in anticipation of the next
world, and they could express their own
feelings in the words of the Baroness of
Marin at the close of her long life:
Would you be young again9
So would notI;
: One tear OF memory given,
Onward I'll hie
Life's dark wave forded DER,
All but at rest on shore,
Say, would you plunge once more,
With home so nighf
II you might, would you now
Retrace your way?
Wander through stormy wilds
Faint and astrayS
Nights gloomy watches fed,
Morning all beaming red,
Hopes smile around us she'd.
s Heavenward, awayl
Yes, for some poole in this world there
seems NO let-up. They are pursued from
youth to manhood and from manhood |
INTO old age. Very distinguished are
Lord Stafford's hounds and Earl of Var |
oorough's hounds and the Duke of Rut-
lands hounds, and Queen Victoria paws
$500 per year to her master of buck |
hounds. But all of them put together do |
not equal in mum Der, or speed, or power
% hunt down, the great kennel of hounds
of which Sin and Trouble are owner and |
master.
But what is RELIEF for all those pur-
'uits OF trouble and annoyance, and pain,
and bereavement? My text gives it to YOU
n word of three letters, but each letter
s chariot if you would triumph, or a |
hrone II you want to be crowned, or a /
axe IT You would Stake your thirst: yea, |
! chain of three letters-G-o-d, the one
or whom David longed and the one whom
David found. You might ss well meet a
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