Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1889-06-28

1.-The money markets of the world.
Who is he? He sits, to-day De,
side YOU in the tabernacle. NY mlno
leans thirty years forward IRON thls
time. and find myself IN the rene e., as
sociation. great multitude OF ohrls'
tian women have met 1oge'nel toa gu u,
that crowd who seems to have the conf.
dance of all the others, and they all
1ooL mn 10 her for her counsel and her
nravars Who is she? To- day you will
and her in the Sabbath school, while
the TEACHER tells her of that Christ who
oIo+hed Tho naked and fed the hungry
and healed the sick. My mind leaps
forward thirty wears from now. and |
find myself in an African jungle; and
there is n missionary of the cross adj
dressing the natives, and their dusky
CONTINGENCIES are eradicated with the
glad tidings of great joy and salvation.
Who is he? Did you not hear his voice
to- day in the first song of the service!
My mind leaps forward thirty years
from now, and l find myself looking
through the wickets of prison. l see
a face scared with every crime. His
chin on his open palm. his elbow on his
knee-a picture Of despair. AS 1 open
the wicket he starts, and l hear his
chain clank. The ail-keeper tells me
that he has been in there now three
times. First for theft, then for arson,
now for murder. He steps upon the
trap door, the rope is fastened to his neck.
the plank falls, his body swings into
the air, his soul swings off into eternity.
Who is he, and where is he? To- day
playing kite on the city commons.
Mother, you are to- day hosting q throne
or forging a chain-you are kindling Q
star or digging dungeon.
| A good many years ago Christian
mother sat teaching lessons of religion
to her child; and he drank in those les
sons. She never knew that Lamphier
ton street prayer meeting, and by one
meeting revolutionize the devotions of
the whole earth, and thrill the eternities
| with his Christian influence. Lamphier
said it was his mother who brought him
to Jesus Christ. She never had on idea
that she was leading forth such desti-
! MES. But o, when see mother reck-
less of her influence, rafting on toward
destruction, garlanded for the sacrifice
with unseemly mirth and godlessness,
gayly tripping on down to ruin, taking
her children in the same direction, I
cannot help but say: There they go,
there they go-Hagar and Ishmael!"
tell you there are wilder deserts than
Beersheba in many of the domestic cir
Giles of this day. Dissipated parents
leading dissipated children. Avaricious
parents leading avaricious children.
children. They go through every street,
along every highway. Hagar and 1sh-
mael! and while 1 pronounce their
names, it seems like the moaning of the
| dead wind-Hagar and Ishmael!
learn one more lesson from this ORR
entail scene, and that is, that every
Wilderness has we'll in it. Hagar and
Ishmael gave up to die. Hagars heart
sank within her as she heard her child
crying: Water! water! water!" "Ah, "
she says, my darling, there is no water.
This is desert" And then Gods angel
said from the cloud: What aileth thee,
Hagar?" And she looked up and saw
him pointing to we'll of water. where
she filled the bottle for the lad. Blessed
be God that there is in every wilderness
a we'll, if you only know how to find it
fountains for all these thirsty souls
to- day. "On that last day, on that great
day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried:
If any man thirst, let him come to me
and drink" All these other fountains
you find are mere mirages of the desert.
Paracelsus, You know, spent his time in
trying to find out the elixir of life-a
liquid which, if taken, would keep one
perpetually young in this world, and
would change the aged back again to
youth. OF course, he was disappointed;
he found not the elixir. But here tell
you to. day of the elixir Of everlasting
life bursting from the Rock of Ages, !"
and that drinking that water you shall
never get old. and you will never be
sick, and you will never die. "Ho, every
one that thirsteth, come We to the waters. :"
All, here is a man who says: Il have
| been looking for that fountain great
some one else who says: Il believe all
you say, but have been trudging along
in the wilderness, and can't find the
fountain. Doyou know the reason? will
tell you. You never looked in the right
direction. 90 you say, II have looked
everywhere. l have looked everywhere.
l have looked north, south, east, and
west, and haven't found the fountain"
Why, you are not looking in the right
direction at all. Look up, where Hagar
looked. She never would have found
the fountain at all, but when she heard
the voice of the angel she looked up,
ana she saw the hnger pointing to the
supply. And o, soul, if to-day, with
one earnest, intense prayer you would
only look up to Christ, he would point
you down to the supply in the wilder
ness. Look unto me all We ends Of the
earth. and be We saved; for I am God,
| and there is none else" Look! look! as
Hagar looked.
Yes, there is we'll for every desert of
bereavement. Looking over the audi
ence to-day, l notice signs of mourning.
Have you found consolation? o man
bereft, o woman bereft, have you found
! consolation? Hearse after hearse. We
step from one grave hillock to another
grave hillock. We follow corpses, our
selves soon be like them. The world is
in mourning for it's dead. Every heart
has become the sepulcher of some
buried JOY. But sing We to God, every
wilderness has we'll in it; and i come
to that we'll to-day, and I begin to draw
water from that we'll. 1t you have lived
in the country, you have sometimes
taken hold of the rope of the old we'll
sweep, and you know how the bucket
came up dripping with bright, cool
water. And l lay hold of the rope of
Gods mercy to- day, and begin to draw
on that Gospel we'll sweep, and see the