The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-11-15

to burn it. Look at the people who
have always had it their own way.
They are proud, discontented, useless
and unhappy. If you want to find
cheerfulness, go among those who have
been purified by FIRE. After Rossini had
rendered William Tell the five hun
dred time company of musicians came
under his window in Paris and sere-
naded him. They put upon his brow
golden crown of laurel leaves. But
amidst all the applause and enthusi asm,
Rossini turned to friend and said: "I
would give all this brilliant scene for a
few days of youth and love" Contrast
the melancholy feeling of Rosg,ni, who
had every thing that this world could
give him, to the joyful experience of
Isaac Watts, whose misfortunes were
innumerable, when he says:
The Hin of Zion yields
a thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the Heavenly zelda
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through ImmanuePs ground,
To Carer worlds on high.
1t is prosperity that kills and trouble
that saves. While the Israelites were
and hardships, they behaved well. After
awhile they prayed for meat. and the
sky darkened with a flock of quails, and
these quails fell in great multitudes all
about them; and the Israelites ate and
ate, and stuffed themselves until they
died. Oh! my friends, it is not hard
ship, or trial, or starvation that in lures
the soul, but abundant supply. tits not
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Christians life; it is the qUailsl it is the
quails!
can not leave you until once more ]
confess my faith in the Saviour whom I
have preached. He is my all in all.
owe more to the grace of God than most
men. With this ardent temperament, If
1 had gone overheard would have gone
to the very depths. You know can do
nothing by halves.
o to grace how great a deb,Sr
Daily I'm constrained to bel
think all will be we'll. Do not be
worried about me. know that my Re-
deemer liveth, and if any fatality should
befaII me, I think I should go straight.
1 have been most unworthy, and would
be sorry to think that any one of my
friends had been as unworthy a Christian
as myself. But God has helped great
many through, and hope He will help
me through. It is a long account of
shortcomings, but if He is going to rub
any of it out, think He will rub it all
out.
And now give US flor do not go
alone) your benediction. When you
send letters to friend in a distant land,
you say via such city, or via such
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 scene where spirits dwell,
Where friend holds intercourse with friend,
Though sundered far, by faith we meet
Around one common mercy seat.
And now, may the blessing of GOD
| come down upon your bodies and 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 the
rapture that God has prepared for those
| who love Him! I utter not the word
! farewell; it is too sad, too formal a word
for me to speak or write. But, consid-
ering that 1 have your hand tightly
clasped in both of mine, utter kind
an affectionate and cheerful good-bye'