Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-11-16

the pilot will meet you az you come
into the narrows Of death, and fasten
to you, and say: when thou passest
through the waters I will be with thee;
and through the rivers they shall not
overflow thee" Are you ready for such
a voyage? Make up your minds. The
gang planks are lifting. The bell rings.
All aboard for Heaven! This world Is
not your rest. The chafinch is the
~silliest bird in all the earth for trying
TO make its nest on the rocking billow.
Oh, how wish that as / embark for the
Holy Land in the east, all to whom |
preach by tongue or type would embark
for heavenl What you all most need is
God and you need him now. Some Of
you ! leave in trouble. Things are GO
ing very rough with you. You have
had a hard struggle with poverty, or sick
ness, or persecution, or bereavement.
Light after light has gone out, and it is
so dark that you can hardly see any
blessing left. May that Jesus who COM
forted the widow Of Main and raised the
deceased TO life, with his gentle hand Of
sympathy wipe away your tears! All is
we'll.
When David was fleeing through the
wilderness, pursued by his own son, he
was being prepared to become the sweet
singer of Israel. The pit and the dun
geon were the best schools at which
Joseph ever graduated. The hurricane
that upset the tent and killed Jobs
children prepared the man OF Uz TO
write the magnificent poem that has as
founded the ages. There is no way 10
get the wheat out OF the straw but to
thrash il. There is no way TO purify
the gold but to burn it. Look at the
people who have always had il their own
way. They are proud, disconnected,
useless and unhappy. Ii you want to
find cheerful folks, go among those who
have been purified by the fire. After
Rossini had rendered civilian Tell
the five hundredth time, a company of
musicians came under his window in
Paris and serenaded him. They put
upon his brow a golden crown of laurel
leaves. But amidst all the applause and
enthusiasm, Rossini turned TO a friend
and said: II would give all this brill
liant scene for a few days of youth and
love" Contrast the melancholy feeling
of Rossini, who had everything that
this world could give him, TO the joyful
experience of Isaac Watts, whose misfor-
tunes were innumerable, when he says:
The Hill of Zion yields
Il thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields
Or walk the golden streets
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's
ground,
To fairer worlds on high.
1t is prosperity that kills and trouble
that saves. While the Israelites were
on the march, amidst great privations
and hardships, they behaved well.
After awhile they prayed for meat, and
the sky darkened with q large flock OF
quails, and these quails fell in great null
titudes all about them; and the Israel
ties ate and ate, and stuffed themselves
until they died. Oh! my friends, il is
not hardship, or trial, or starvation that
Injuries the soul, but abundant supply.
1t Is not the ~vulture of trouble that eats
up the Christians life; it is the quailsl
it % the quails!
/ cannot leave you until once more l
confess my faith in the Saviour whom /
have preached He is my all in all. l
owe more 10 the grace of God than most
men. With this ardent temperament,
If | had gone overheard i would have
gone to the very depths. You know |
can do nothing by halves.
o 70 grace how sreat n debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be-
I think all will be well. Do not DO
worried about me. l know that my
Redeemer hyeth, and il any fatality
should befall me, 1 think should 60
straight. / have been most unworthy,
and would be sorry 70 think that any
one of my friends had been so unworthy
a Christian as myself. But God has
helped 4 great many through and | hope
he will help me through. It is q long
account of shortcomings, but IL he is GO
ing TO rub any of it out, l think ne will
rub il all out And now give US (for i
go not alone) your benediction. When
you send letters to a friend in "a distant
land, you say via such a city, or via such
a steamer. When you send your good
wishes to US, send them via the throne
OF God. We shall not travel out of the
reach OF your prayers.
There is a scene where spirits dwell,
Where friend holds intercourse with friend:
Though sundered far, by faith we meet
Around one common mercy sent.
And now, may the blessing of God
come down upon your oouleS u upon
your souls, your fathers and mothers,
your companions, your children, your
brothers and sisters and your friends.
May you be blessed in your business and
in your pleasures. in your joys and in
your sorrows, in the house and by the
way! And If, during our separation, an
arrow from the unseen world should
|, strike any of US, may it only hasten on
the raptures that God has prepared for
those who love him! i utter not the
word farewell; il is too sad. too formal a
word for me to speak or write. But,
considering that / have your hand
tightly clasped in both of mine, l utter
a kind, an aifectionate and cheerful
good-by!
Summer ~Pleasuring I'm 1850.
New York Weekly.