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

bring to mind another passage in th'
history OF your life. The day came whe,
you set up your Own household The day
passed in quiet bIessedness. You twain sa
at the table morning and night and talket
over your plans for the future. The mos
insignificant affair in your life became tn
subject Of mutual consultation and ad
visement. You were so happy you felt yot
never could be any happier. One day
dark cloud lowered over your dwelling ant
it got darker and darker, but out Of tina
cloud the shining messenger Of God de
scended to incarnata an immortal spirit
Two little feet started on an immortal jour
ney, and you were to lead them-a gem K
fash in heavens coronet, and you to polish
It; eternal ages Of light and darkness watch
ing the starting out Of a newly created crea
ture.
You reioiced and you trembied at the re
sponsibility that in your possession an in
mortal treasure was placed. You prayed ane
reioiced, andwept and wondered, and prayed
and reioiced, and wept and wondered; yor
We're earnest in sopplicatien that you might
lead it Though life into the kingdom of God
There was trenor n your earnesness
There was adouble interesta about that home
Thero was an additional interest why you
should stay there and be faithful, and when
in few ms2atths your house was filed witt
the music Of the chld's laughter you were
struck through with the fact that you had q
stupepdous mission.
Have you kept that vows Have you neg
lecteS any Of these duties? Is your home as
much to you as it used to be? Have those
antieipations been graGfed2 God help you
to-day in your solemn reminiscence, and let
His mercy fall upon your soul if your kind
ness has been IL requited. God have mercy
on the parent on the wrinkles OF whose face
is written the story OF a child's sin. GOD
have mercy on the mother who, in addition
to her other pangs, has the pangs of chilo's
iniquity. O, there arc many, many sad
sounds in this sad world, but the saddest
sound that is ever heard is the breaking Of
mothers heart. Are there any here who
remember that in that home they Were un-
faithful? Are theSe those who wandered
OF from that early home, and left the
mother to die with broken heart? o, I stir
that reniniscence today.
ind another point IN your life history.
You found one day you were in the wrong
road; you eouldn't sleep at night; there was
Just one word that seemed " sob through
your banking house, or through your once,
or through your shop, or your bed room. and
that word was Eternity" You said, lam
not ready for it. o God, have Il. rcy." The
Lord heard. Peace came to your heart lu
the breath Of the hill aud the waterfall $
dash you heard the voice Of Gods love; the
clouds and the trees hailed you with glad
ness; you came into the house Of God.
You remmeber how your hand trembled
as you took up the cup Of the communion.
You remember the old minister who conse-
Grated it, and you remember the church Of
fcisls who carried it through the aisle; you
remember the old people who at the close OF
the service took your hand ir theirs in con-
graduating sympathy, as much as to say:
'sWelcome home, you lost prodigal;" and
though those hands are all withered away,
that communion Sabbath IS resurrected this
morning; it is resurrected with all its
prayers, and songs, and tears, and sermons,
and TRANSPORTATION. Have you kept those
vows1 Have you been a bachsli0er? God
help you. This day kneel at the foot Of
mercy and start again for Heaven. Start
to-day as you started then. I rouse your
soul by that reminiscence.
But I must not spend any more Of my
60 saszsSSIthe aSsS the -aszaazasass Of E2pc
put them all in one great sheaf
them up in your memory with
arvest song such as the reaper:
aise the Lord, ye blood bough
Is Of earth! Praise the Lord, "
spirits Of Reayenl
:, pne Of you have not always had
life Some Of you are now in tht
Others had their troubles year:
lou are mere wreck Of what you onct
rmust gather up the sorrows Of youl
life; buthow shall lido it? You say tha
impossible as you have had so many
ubIes and adversities. Then I will JUS
alze two. the first trouble and the last trou
ble. AS when you are walking along the
atreet, and there has been music in the dis
$tance, you unconsciously find yourself keep
hing step to the music, so when you started
fife your very life was musical time-beat
FThe air was full of joy and hilarity; with
the bright, clear oaryou made the boat skip
you went on and life grew brighter until
after a while suddenly a voice from HEAVIER
said, 'sBalt!' and quick as the sunshine yor
halted; you grew pale, you confronted your
first sorrow You had no idea that the
flush on your child's cheek was an unhealthy
flush. Ysu-saSsas- sasa--is can't 5s any thing
serious. Death in slppered feet walked
round about the cradle. You die
not hear the tread, but after while
rhe,truth flashed on you. You walked the
floor. O, If you could, with your strong
stout hand, have wrenched that child from
the destroyer. You went 70 your room ane
YOU said, ''God, save my child! God, save
nv child.' The world seemed going out II
darkness. You said: II can't bear it;
can't bear it'' You felt as If you could no
put the long lashes over the bright eyes
never to see them again sparkle. o, II yol
could have taken that little one in you
arms and with it leaped the grave, hoV
Gladly you would have done it! O, if 20,
could let your property 80, your houses 80
your land and your store-house 90, hoV
gladly You would have allowed them to de
part II you could only have kept that on
treasure!
But one day there arose from the heaven
chill blast that swept over the bedroom
end instantly all the light went out, AM
there was darkness-thick, murky, impen
etrable, shuddering darkness. BAIT Coz
didn't leave you there, Mercy spoke. a
YOU took up the cup, and were about to pu
it to your lips, God said, ''Let it pass" ant
forthwith, as by the hands of angels, anoth
er cup was put into your hands: twas tn
cup Of Gods consolation. And as you haT
sometimes lifted the head of a wounde'
soldier and poured wine into his lips, S
God put His left arm under your head, an
with His right hand he poured into your lip
the wine Of his consolation, and you losSe
at the empty cradle and looked at you
broken heart, and you looked at the Lord
chastisenent, and you said, Gwen so, Fa
ther, for so it seeneth good: in Thy sight
Ah, it was your first trouble: How di
you get over it' God confronted you. 70 70
have been better man ever since. 70
have been better woman ever since. 1
the jar Of the closing gate OF the sepulchc
You heard the changing of the opening gat