Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-06-23
THEIR WAY IS LOST.
SERMON PREACHED BY rev 7, De
WITT TALMA6E, SUNDAY, JUNE 10.


Own sphere in life and thon To Keep
IN H..
BRcoELyS, June lG. Rev. T.
De VIA Taimagc. b. D., preached al
the Tabernacle today \ vN,i couaru
CATION lliHi the spacious building 10
overilowlug. Aljlr mabiug Hn cApo.
sition Of Scripture, the pastor gave ont
the hymn beginning
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which lbc -rHl body oi u,r- inr's
SAM rlH rr.I .,4r p.t"r, 'l'n sub
jert al d. IIlm. ger, ,ur a.n>r v,l,.
'Pcopln Who Have Lost I'rlu Way '
HetUoE lOrll, ,oNt A0U Dpd oUnupu
her ewes, aud she saw "a well uf water,
and she went, and Gl'n3 lhr bottle
with water, and gavc jlo lad drink. ~
Gen SKI. 10 The eloquent preacher
sad
Morning breaks upon B-crfIoha
E4eFe Is al carly stir in the House Of
old Abraham. There ha, been irou.
Bile among Tue domestics. liag9F. az
assistant IN the household. and her
sou, a brisk lad Of sixteen year.. have
become lmpudent aud insoirul. and
Sarah, the mistress OF the household,
puts lcr foot down very hard. and
says that they will have 10 leave the
premises. They are packing up now.
Abraham, knowing that the journey
before his servant and her son will be
very long and across desolate places,
in the kindness OF his heart
sets about putting up some bread
and a bottle with water in
IL II is a. very plain lunch that
Abraham provides, but warrant you
there would have been enough of il
had they not lost their way. God be
with your said old Abraham as he
gave the lunch TO Haglr, and a good
many charges as TO how she should
conduct the Journey. Ishmael, the
boy, | suppose bounded away in the
morning light BOYS always like a
change. Poor IshIlaell lie has no
idea of the disasters that are ahead of
him. Hagar gives one long, lingering
look on the familiar place where she
had spent so many happy days, each
scene associated with the pride and Joy
Of her heart-young IShmaeL.
THE DEVOTION OF THE MOTHER.
The scurchIng nOn comes on. The
air is sitting and moves across the
desert with iusuiIcrablc suTocation.
lshmaol, The boy. begins to complain,
and lies down, 0gt Ilagar rogscs him
up. saying nothing about her own
wearii ass or the swgItnuuE heat;
for mothers can endure anything
Trud-o, uUdge. trudgc, Crossing the
dead Lowell Of the desert. how wgarIiy
and slowly the miles slip A tmua.
nnd that seemed hours AGO 10 stand
only Just a little ahead, inviting tic
Travellers % come under it, shadow.
now is - far oil rs ever, or seemingly
so. Night drops upon the DIES.
ert. and The travellers are pillow.
less. l,hmaul, yury weary. sup
pose, instantly falls asleep ldgar,
as the shadow, ui tie night
begin to lap over each UtacF-Ilagar
hugs her weary boy Co her bosom and
thinks Of the TACT that ,i IS hrr fault
hat they IN the desert. \ star
looks out, and every falling tear it
kisses with n sparkle. y wing Of wind
comes yer the hot earth and hits tho
locks from the feycrcd brow or the
boy Eggar sleeps Htfully. aud in her
dreams travels over the weary day,
and huff awakes her son by CRYING out
in hcrsieep 'lshmaoll l,hmaclt' And
so they COON. day after day and night
after night, for they have lost their
way. No path ia the shifting sands,
40 sign ia tho burning sky. The
sack empty Of the -four, Tie water
gone from the bottle What shall
She doi As she puts her faint
ing lshmacl under n g,uulgd shrub
of the arid plain, she secs the blood
sAOt eve, and feels the hUl hand,
and watches the blood bursting from
the cracked tongue, and tDgre Is a
SHREK IN the desert uf HanrshCba;
1--WE shall dlcl We sAui. uIsg Now,
no mother was oyn" Wglg strong
enough 81 hear her son cry i'm vain for
drink Heretofore slr had clrrrcd
her boy by promising q speedy cad oi
the g0JFg.r g, even smiled upon him
when Boo i.l desperately enough
Now tIcln Is nothing 10 do but place
HIM untna 20 arJb and let liu die
Size had 'H. got l|ut ahu would s!t
there and a.eI until tho spirit OF her
boz would wI gway forever and then
slU would breathe uut hog own lie on
Lis silent heart. but rs l.e bOy boz
gins 10 p.uw his tongue ia agony
Of tnusi, and struggle ju distortion,
add beg his mother 30 ,.ay ium, She
cannot endure the spectacle. She puts
him under 4 shrub and goes oil a
bow shot aud begins - weep until
all the desert seems sobbiug aud her
cry strikes clear through the heavens;
and an angel Of God comes out on q
cloud aud looks down upon the mp.
palhng gruI aud cries; 'Llagar what
iileth uicef She looks up and size
sees the angel pointing to a well Of
water, where She ills the bottle for
the lad. Thank Godl Thank God!
WE MUST KNOW OUR PLACES.
1 learn from this Oriental scene, in
the first place, what a sad thing il is
when people do not know their place.
and get too proud for their business.
Hagar was an assistant IN that house.
hold, but she wanted 10 rule there.
She ridiculcd and jeered until her son,
Bhmael. got the same tricks. She
dashed out her own happiness aud
threw Sarah into a great iuut, and if
she had stayed much longer ia that
household She would have upset calm
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