The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1888-05-17
scribss his cas, when its-says.

scribss his cas-, when its.ays.
Drank every cup Of JOY,
Heard every trump Of fame;
Drank draughts which common millions might
Then died Of thirst because there was NO more te
drink.
Oh. yes, he had trouble with It and 50 did
Napoleon. After conquer1ng nations by TIE
force Of the sword, he lies down to die. his
entire poss sss;o1 the military boots that he
In sisted on having on bis feet while he wa,
dying, So it has been with men who had
better ambition: 1hacke 'ay, one of the
won the applause of all intelligent ;a,ds
through his wonderful genius, sits down in
a restaurant Ill Paris, looks to the other end
of the room, and wonders whose that forlorn
and wretcied lace is: ri In !, up after awhile
he finds that 1; is Th"ckeray in the mirror.
man gain ng the world! Who ever gained
huff of tine world? VIII, ever owned "a
Hemisphere? Who ever gained a continent2
Who ever owned Brooklyn? Talk about
gaining the world! No man ever gained it,
or the hundred-thou 'andth part OF it. You
are demanding t lat I sell my soul, rot for
the w'r q, but tor a fragment Of it. Here 1,
- Ia "4S LIZ IA u "a 30 CckAtC lOI tOtGy VI
fifty years. He lies down to die. You say:
'''That man is wo! IL millions and millions, of
dollars:" Il lie? You call up a surveyor,
with lila compass and cha m. and YOU say:
"There IL a pro )crty extending three miles
in one direction AID three miles in another
direction" Is that the way to measure that
mars prop erty? Mol You do rot want any
surveyor with his compass and chains. That
Is not the way you want to m assure that
mans property now. It is an undertaken
that you need, WHO will come and put his
finger In his vest pocket and take out q tape
line. and he will measure five feet nine
ins he, one way and two feet and a half the
no; I forgot; not SO much as that, for he does
not own even the place in which he lies in
the cemetery. The deed to that belongs to
the executors and the heirs. Oh, what q
prop'rty you propose to give me for my soul!
If you sell a bill of goods, you 60 into the
counting-room AMI say to your partner: 'Do
you think that man Is good for This bi1lp Can
payment" Now, when you are offered thi,
world as a possession I want you to test the
matter. l do not want you to go into this
bargain blindly. I want you to ask about
the title, about the insurance, about whether
men have ever had any trolble with it, about
whether YOU can keep it, about whether you
can get all, or the ten ~thousanhth, or one
hundred thtu'andth part of it.
There is the world now 1 shall say no
moro about it. Make up your mind for
yourself, as I shall, before God, have to
make up my mind for myself, about the
value of this world. Icanuot afford to make
a mistake for my soul, and you cannot afford
to make a mistake for your soul.
Now, let us look at the other property
the soul. We cannot make q bargain with.
out seeing the comparative value. The soul!
How shall l estimate the value of it? Well,
by its exquisite organization. 1t is the most
wonderful piece of mechanism ever put to-
gether. Machinery is of value In proportion
as it is mighty and silent at the same time.
You look at the engine and the machinery
in the Philadelphia mint, and; as you see it
surprised to find how silently it goes. Ma
chinery that roars and tears soon destroy it.
self; but silent machinery is often most eE-
fectlve. Now, so it is with the soul Of man,
with all its tremendous faculties-it moves
in silence. Judgment, without any racket,
bringing down all its treasures; conscience
taking It's judgment seat without any excite
ment; the understanding and the will all
doing their work. Velocity, majesty, might;
but ~silence-silence. You listen at the door
of your heart. You can hear no sound. The
soul is all quiet. It Is so delicate IN lnstru-
ment that no human hand can touch 1t.
" VIVIAN oVsS "AN "AVA SPaAAoSA 0AN
bandages the surgeon sets it.; the eyes be.
comes lnfiamed, the apothecary's wash cools
it; but . soul of the track, unbalanced, no hui
man power can readjust it. With one sweep
Of its wing it circles the universe, and over
vaults the throne of God. Why, In the hour,
the body as though it were q toy. It drives
back medical skill as impotent. 1t breaks
thr ,ugh the circle Of loved ones who stand
around the dying couch. With one leap it
springs beyond star and moon and sun and
chasms Of immensely: on, it is soul SUI
perior to all material thingsl No fire can
consume it; no floods can drown it; no rocks
time can exhaust it. 1t wants NJ bridge Oh.
which to cross a chasm. It wants no plum
met with which to sound a depth. A soul
so mighty, so swift, SO silent, must be a price,
less soul.
/ calculate the value of the soul, also, by
its capacity for happiness. How much Joy
it can get in this world out Of friendships,
Of the flowers, out Of ten thousand things;
and yet all the Joy it has here does not test
its capacity. You are in a concert before the
curtain hoists, and you hear the instrument s
preparing-the sharp snap Of the broken
string, the scraping # the bow across the
VOL. ''There is music in that" you say. 1t
is only getting ready :la for +, the e, music asii "A. Ard . all
GAO CnJVy VAAtn VAO CouA Ntls VuAS "OAANS UAO
enjoyment We think is real enjoyment. IS
only preparative; it is only anticlpative; it
is only the first stages of the thing it is only
the entrance, the beginning of that which
shall be the orchestral harmoniesiand splen-
doris Of the redeemed.
for happiness in this world. How much
power the soul has here to find en- oyment in
Fl" ndships but, oh the grand erfriendsh,ps
for the soul IN tie sktes! How sweet the 1iow-
ers he:e, but how much sweerer they will be
there. 1 do not think that when flowers d 9
fragrance Of the flowers is the spirit being
waited away into glory. God says there are
palm trees IN heaven and fruits in heaven.
II SO, why not thu spirits of the dead fowersp
In the sunny valleys OF heaven shall not the
marrlgold creep? ON the hills OF heaven, will
not the amaranth bloom? On the amethys-
tine walls Of heaven, will not the jasmine
cl mb9 "My beloved is come down in bis
garden to gather lilies" No flowers in heav-
en-? Where, then, do they get their garlands
tor til broWs of the r; ghteOusl
Christ is glorious to our souls now, but how
much grander our appreciation after a while
A conqueror comes back after the battle.
on the Platform. He has one arm in a sling,
and the other arm holds u crutch. Ashe
mounts the platform, oh, the enthusiasm Of
the audience. Tnev say: ..That man fought
tor US, and imperiled his life for us;'' and
how wild the huzza that follows huzzal
When the Lord Jesus Christ shall at last
stand ont bcto.e the multitudes Of the re.
deemed Of heaven, and we meet Him face to
face and feel that He was wounded in t 10
head and wounded In t ,e hands and wound
ed in the feet and wounded in the side fer
us, methinks we will be overwhelmed. We
will ait % netime gazing in silence, until
some leader amid the white.robed ci.oir shall
lit the baton Of light and G We the signal th.t
it is ii ne to wake the song 0 fjub:lee, and all
heaven will then break forth mo: sHosan-
nal hHannal i%Osannai Wo thy ia the