The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1889-06-05

flung heaa3oog, and where you once dts
pensed great charities now you have harG
work to make the two ends meet.
Have you forgotten to thank God for your
days Of prosperity, and that through your
trials some of you have made investments
which Will continue after the last bank Of
this world has exploded and the silver and
gol6 are molten in the fires Of burning
worfds Have you, amid all your losses and
discouragenents, forgot that there was
bread on your table this morning, and that
there shall be shelter for your head from,
the storm, and there is air for your lungs.
and blood for your heart, and light for you
eye, and o glad and glorious and triumph
ant religion for your soul?
Perhaps your last trouble was pereave-
ment. THAT heart which in childhood was
your refuge, the parental heart, and which
has been source Of the quickest sympathy
ever since, has suddenly become silent for
ever, and now sometimes, whenever in sud.
den annoyance and without deliheration you
say II viii 80 and tell mother" the tncnght
flashes on you, 81 have no mother;n or the
| father, with voice less tender, but staunch
and earnest and loving as ever, watchful OF
\ y
without saying much, although the old peo-
pie DC talk it over by themselves, his tren-
bling hand on that staff which you now Keep
as i.--nn;ly relic, his memory embalmed in
grateful hearts, is takcl away forever.
Or, there was Your companion in life,
sharer Of your joys and SORROWS, taken,
leaving the heart an old ruin, where the
chill winds blow over wide wilderness Of
desolation, the sands of the desert driving
across the place which once blooned like
the garden of God And Abraham mourns
for Sarah at the cave of Machpelah. Going
along your path in hfe, suddenly, right be-
fore you was an open grave People looked
down and they saw it was only few feet
deep and few feet wide, but to you it was
a cavern down which went all your hopes
and all your expectations.
But cheer up in the name Of the Lord
Jesus Christ, the Comforter. He is not
| going to forsake you. Did the Lord take
that child out Of your arns2 Why, He is
! going to shelter it better than you could.
He is going to array it in white robe, and
with palm branch it will be all ready to
greet you at your coming home. Blessed the
| broken heart that Jesus heals. Blessed the
importunate Cry that Jesus compassionates
| Blessed the weeping eye from which the
| hand Of Jesus wipes away the tear.
| I was sailing down the st. John River,
| Canada, which IS the Rhine and the Hudson
| commingled in one scene Of beauty and
grandeur, and while Twas on the deck Of the
| steamer a gentleman pointed out to me the
places Of interest, and he said, ''All this is
interval land, and it is the richest land In all
| the provinces Of New Brunswick and Nova
| Scotia.'
What" said I, 'ido you mean by interval
| landan well" he said, this land is sub
merged for part Of the year; spring
| freshets come down and all these plains are
| overfowed with the water, and the water
leaves rich deposit. and when the waters
are gone the harvest springs up, and there
| is the grandest harvest ever reaped." And
I Instantly thought. 1T is not the heights Of
| the church and it is not the heights of this
| world that is the scene Of the greatest pros
oerity, but the soul over which the floods Of
sorrow have gone, the soul over which the
freshets of tribulat;on have torn their way,
that yields the grestcst fruits Of righteous
ness, and the largest harvest for time, and
the richest harvest for eternity" Bless, God
that your soul is interval land
morning: SEnere VIII yet be one point
7 Sf Ueaendous r.6 96iscc1ce, and that is the
last hopssS7 life, wnen we have to look over
all our past existence. What moment that
will bel Iplace Napoloon's dying reminis-
cence on st. Helena beside Mrs. Judson's dy-
ing -eminiscence in the harbor OF St Heleua,
the same island, twenty years after. Ma
poleon's dying reminisceuce was one Of de-
lirium, 'sEead Of the army" Mrs. Judson'a
dying reminiscence, as she came home from
her missionary toll and her life of selfsac-
rifce for God, dying in the cabin Of the ship
in the harbor of st. Helena, was. II always
did love the Lord Jesus Christ" And then,
the historian says, she fell into a sound
sleep for an hour, and woke amid the songs
Of angels.
place the dying reminiscence Of Au,
gustus Caesar against the dying reminls-
cence of the Apostle Paul. The dying
reminiscence of Augustus Caesar was ed.
dressing his attendants, "Have I played
my part well on the stage Of hfer'
and they answered in the affirmative,
and he said, "Why, then, don't you ap'
plaud me2'' The dying "Reminiscences Of
Paul the Apostle was, Il have fought
a good fight, have kept the faith; hence
forth there IS laid for me crown Of
righteouness, which the Lord, the right
eous Judge, will give me in that day, and
not to me only, but to all them that love His
appearing" Augustus Caesar died amid
ponp and great Surroundings. Paul ut
tered his dying reminiscence looking
through the wall Of a dungeon. God grant
that our last hour may be the closing Of 8
useful life, and the opening of glorious
eternity.