Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1889-11-28

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brow once pressed pure mothers up. Due
| be refused her counsel. He went ~hers
| euroclydons have their lair. lie founuenu
on the sea, while all hell echoed nj the roar
Of the wreck: Lost Pacifcs. Lost faa2nes
| Another lesson from the subject y tua.
Christians IRE always saie. There ulu nv.
Sc. m to he much chance for Paul getting OUT
| of that shipwreek, did thereg They had NOT
ON those days, rockets with which 70 thro"
ropes over laundering vessels Iheir me
boats were of but little worth. And yet, not
withstanding all the danger. my text says
that Paul escaped safe to land. Ana 20 II
will ALWAYS be with Gods children. TheY
may be plunged into darkness and trouble,
but by the throne Of the eternal God, / assert
ii, ''they shall all escape safe to land"
Sometimes there comes q storm OF CONNER
cial disaster The cables break. The masts
fall. The cargoes are scattered over the sea
Oil what struggling and leaping on Kegs
aud hossheads and cornbins and store
shelves And yet, though they may have II
80 very hard IN commercial circles, the good,
trusting In God, al. come safe 10 land.
Wreckers 20 out on the oceans beach aDu
find the shattered hulks of vessels; and on
the streets Of our great cities there is many
wreck. Mainsai slit with bankers pen.
lIulks abeam's end on insurance counters.
Vast credits sinking, having sprung leak.
Yet all of them who are Gods children shall
ut last. through His goodness and mercy, es-
cape safe to land. The Scandinavian war
riors used TO drink wine out of the skull OF
the enemies obey had slain. Even SO, GOu
will help us, out OF the conquered Ills ana
disasters of life, to drink sweetness ana
strength for our soll-.
You have. nv friends, had illustrations In
your own life of hOw God delivers his peo-
pie | have HAD illustrations In my own life
of the same truth. | was once in what ON
your Mediterranean You call euroclydon,
but what on the Atlantic we call cyclone,
but the same storm. The steamer Greece OF
the National line swung out into the river
Mersev ut Liverpool. bound for New York.
We had on board 700. crew and passengers.
We came together trangers-ltalians, Irish
men, Englishmen. Sweeds, Norwegians,
Americans Two flags flonted from the
masts-British and American ensigns. We
had new vessel, or one 50 thoroughly re-
modelled that the voyage had around II all
the uncertainties of trial trip. The great
steamer felt It's way cautiously out into the
sen. The pilot was discharged, and, commit
ting ourselves TO the. mercy OF Him who
hoIdeth the winds In his fist, we were fairly
started on our voyage of 5000 miles. 1t was
rough nearly all the way--the sea with strong
bufeting disputing our path. But one night,
at II o'clock, after the lights had been put
out, n cyclone--a wind just made 10 tear
ships to pieces-caught us in its clutches.
II came down SO suddenly that we had not
time to take In the sails or 10 fasten the
matches. You may know thnt the bottom OF
the Atlantic IL strewn with the CHASTITY work
of cyclones Oh! they are cruel winds. They
have hot breath. as though they came up
from Internal furnaces. Their Inerriment Is |
the cry of affrighted passengers. Their play |
Is the laundering Of steamers. And when |
ship goes down they laugh until both conti- |
nents hear them. They 20 In circles, or as L
describe them with my hand-rOlling on roll |
ing on with finger OF terror writing on the |
white sheet of the wave this sentence OF |
doom: "Let all that ccme within this circle |
perish Brigantnes, 20 down. Clippers, |
20 down. Steamships, 20 downw
And the vessel, hearing the terrible voice. |
crOuches in the surf. aud as the waters gurgle |
through the matches and portfolios, It lowers /
away thousands Of feet down, farther and !
farther, until at last il strikes the bottom aud /
all is peace, for they have landed Helms
man, dead ut the WHEEL Engineer, dead |
among the eXtinguished furnaces! Captain, |
dead in the gangwayl Passengers, dead in 1
the cabin Buried in the great cemetery OF |
dead steamers, beside the City Of Boston, the 1
Lexington, the President, the Cambria--wait- /
ing for the archangers trumpet to split up the /
decks and wrench open the cabin doors, and
unfasten the matches.
| thought that had seen storms on the |
sea BEFORE but all OF them together might /
have come under one wing of that cyclone.
We were only eight or nine hundred miles /
from home, and IN high expectation OF soon /
seeing our friends for there was no one on
board so poor as not TO have a friend. But IL
seemed as II we were TO be disappointed.
The most Of us expected then aud there to
lie. There were none who made light of I
The peril, save two. One was an English
man, and he was drunk, the other was an
American, and he was fool Oh what
lime 1t was A night to make ones hair turn
white. We came out of the berths and
stood in the gangway, and looked into the
Storage, and sat IN the cabin. While seated
here, we heard overhead something like
minute guns.
1t was the bursting Of the sails. We
leld on with both hands to keep our places.
Those who attempted to cross the floor
anne back bruised and gashed. Cups and
,lasses were dashed to fragments; pieces OF
he table getting loose swung across the
aloon. 1t seemed us II the hurricane took
hat great ship of thousands of tons and
TODD it on end, and said: "Shail | sink IL
'r let 1t go this onceg' Then il came down
With such force that the pillows trampled
,ver it. each mounted OF fury. We felt
hat everything depended on the propelling
crew. IL that stopped for an instant we
NEW the vessel would fall off into the
rough of the sea and sink, and 80 we prayed
hat the screw, which three times since
A@ifSAPooA hdb utItstul SlDD1tu,
night not stop now. OH how anxiously
We listened for the regular thump of the
machinery on which our lives seemed to
iepend. After while some one said:
The screw is stopped" No; its sound had
My been overpowered by the uproar of
he tempest, and we breathed easier again
When we heard the regular palsations
Il the overtasked machinery going thump,
hump, thump.
AT O'Clock in the morning the water coy-
red the ship from prov to stern, and the
Knights gave wayl The deluge rushed In.
nd We felt that one ortwo more waves like
hat must swamp us forever As the winter
oiled back and forward in the cabins, and
ashed against the wall, it sprang halfway
Up TO the ceiling. Rushing through the sky
ghts us it came in with such terrific roar.
here went up from the cabin shrek of hor-
or which l pray God l may never hear
gain. have dreamed the whole scene over
gain, but God has mercifully kept me from
earring that one cry. Into ii seemed to be
Impressed the agony of expected shipwreck.
seemed TO say: III shall never get home
gainl My children shall be orphaned and
ny wife shall be widowed. 1 am launching
ow into eternity! In two minutes shall
leet my Godip
There were about $50 passengers in the