Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1889-01-04

| prison gates HAPPY that young man
happy Let him M high the howl, hA can
| not drown an upbraiding conScience Let
the balls roll through the bowling alley;
| the deep rumble and the sharp
crack cannot overpoweT the voices
of condemnation. Let him whirl in the dance
| Of sin and temptation and death. All the
| briliancy of the scene cannot make him for
get she Lest lNcs Of his mother &c ne isss
| va -i,Sz siap ssd - ss-H 'sfSoiF saS -
| you will do right, sure you will do
| right; you will, won't youF That young
| man happyl Why, across every night
| there fits shadows of eternal dark.
ness; there are a1ders coied mp in
every cup there are vultures Of
despair striking their iron heak into ms
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 Wool wool
The way of the un9odly shall perish
| There is no peace, saith my God, TO the wicked
| The way of the tranSgressors is hard " Oh
| my friends there is more Joy in one
| drop of Christian satisfaction than in whole
| rivers Of 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 adjournment
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
livcs for others His happiness is to make
| others happy. He is as selt-denying as that
| dying soldier, falling in the ranks, when he
| SAID; Colonel there is no need Of those boys
| firing themselves by carrying me to the
hospital; let me die just where | am" So
! this young man OF whom speak loves God,
wants all the world to love him, is not
ashamed to carry bundle of clothes up that
dark alley to the poor. Which of those
young men do you admire the better! The
one a sham the other prince imperial.
Oh, do you know of anything, my hehrer,
that is more beautiful than to see young
man start out for Christ! Here is some one
falling; he lifts him up Here is vagabond
boy; he introduces him to a mission school.
| Here is a family freezing to do It'll; he carries
them scuttle of coal. There are eight hum
dred millions pershing in midnight heather
darkness by all possible means he tries to
send to them the Gospel He may be laughed
at, and he may be sueered at and he may be
caricatured, but he is not ashamed to go
everywhere, saying: 81 am not ashamed OF
| the Gospel of Christ. 1t 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 i'll hell
that can resist him.
1 show you three spectacIes 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 conti-
nent on the bleeding heart of which he set
his iron heel, and across the quivering flesh
of which he went grinding the wheels of his
.poI mo
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 and stratagem Internal warning
against God and poisoning whole Kingdoms
| with his iniidelity, yet applauded by the
clappinG hands Of thrones and empires and
continents last words, in delirium sup
posing Christ standing by the bedside-his
last words: "CruSh that wretchw
Spectacle the third PauI-Paul insight
hcant in person, thrust out from all refined
association, scourged, spat on, bounded like
wild beast from city to city, yet trying to
make the world good and heaven full; an
| nouncing resurrection to those who mourned
at the barred gates of the dead; speaking
consultations which light up the eyes of
widowhood and orphanage and want with
glow OF certain and eternal releases; I'M
daunted before those who could take his life,
his cheek flushed with transport, and his eye
| on heaven, with one hand shaking defiance
at all the foes of earth and all the principal
tiles of hell, and withthe other hand beckOn-
ing messenger angels to come and bear INN
away as he says: Il am now ready to he
offered, and the time of my departure is at
hand; have fought the good fight, | have
| finished my course, | have kept the faith /,
henceforth there is laid up for me a crown Of
Righteousness which the Lord, the righteous
Judge will give me-"
| Of ba Il In
admire! When the wind OF death struck the
conqueror and the inidel they were tossed
like sea-gulls IL tempest, drenched OF the
wave ami torn OF the hurricane, their dismal
voices heard through the everlasting storm;
but when the wave and the WIND OF death
struck Paul, ike an albatroSs, he made a
throne or the tempest, ana one day hoated
away into the calm, clear summer OF heaven,
brighter tnan hedove It's wings covered Win
silver, ana ltS feathers WIN yellow goUi'
Oh, are you not IN love with such rellgon
"a religion That can do SO much Tor u man
while he lives, and 80 much for a man when
he comes to die! | suppose you may have
noticed the contrast between the departure OF
a CHRISTIAN ana the departure or an lnldel
Deodoru" dying In chagrln because ne
could not compose JOKE equal
to the Joke uttered at the other
end OF his table, HeuXls, dying IN a
LII or laughter at the sketch or an aged
womun-a sketch made by his own hand
Mararn. dying playing cards his friend
holding his hands because he was unable to
hold them himself All that Oh one side,
compared with the departure of the
Scotch minister, who said TO his friends:
II have no interest rs to whether
] live or die; if ] die / shall
he with the Lord, and if | live the Lord shall
be with me-" Or the last words of Wash
ington: at is we'll" Or the last words OF
Mcintosh, the learned and the great,
"l1appyl" Or the last word of Hannah
More, the Christian poetess: "JoyF Or
those thousands of Christians who
have gone saying: Lord Jesus, re-
ceive my spirit Come, Lord Jesus come
quickly" 20 DEATH where is thy stingl