Connecticut western news., 1890-08-27

kind word Here is soul that has been swamped in sin. He wants tC find the light of the gospel. He feels like shipwrecked mariner looking out over the beach, watching for a sail against the sky. Oh, bear down on him. Tell him that the Lord waits to be gracious to him, and though he has been a great sinner there is 8 great Saviour provided. Tell him that though his sins are as scarlet they shall be as snow; though they are red like crimson they shall be as wool. That man is dying forever for the lack of one kind word
 KIND WORDS NEVER DIE.
 There used to be sung at great many of the pianos all through the country song that has almost died out. I wish somebody would start it again in our social circles There may not have been very exquisite art in the music, but there was a grand and glorious sentiment: $
 Kind words never die, never tlie;
 Cherished and blessed.
 o that we might in our families and in our churches try the force of kind ness. You can never drive men, wom- en or children into the kingdom ot God. A March northeaster will bring out more honeysuckles than fretfulness and scolding will bring out Christian grace. wish that in all our religious work we might be saturated with the spirit o1 kindness. Missing that, we miss great deal of usefulness. There is no need of coming out before men and thunder ing to them the law unless at the same time you preach to them the gospel Do you not know that this simple story of Saviours kindness is to redeem all nations? The hard heart of this worlds obduracy is to be broken before that story.
 There is in Antwerp, Belgium, one of the most remarkable pictures ever saw. It is ''The Descent of Christ from the Cross" It is one of Kubens' pictures No man can stand and look at that descent from the cross, aa Rubens pictured it. without having his eyes flooded with tears, if he have any sensibility at all. It is an overmaster- ing picture that stuns you and staggers you and haunts your dreams. One afternoon a man stood in that cathedral looking at Rubens' Descent of Christ from the Cross" He was all absorbed in that scene of a Saviour's sufferings when the janito1 came in and said: Ut is time to close up the cathedral for the night. I wish you would depart" The pil- grim, looking at that Descent oi Christ from the Cross," turned around to the janitor and said 'tNo, no; not yet Wait until they get him down."
 Oh, it is the story of Saviour's sui fering kindness that is to capture the world. When the bones of that great Behemoth of iniquity which has trampled all nations shall be broken and shattered it will be found out that the work was not done by the hammer of the iconoclast, or by the sword o1 the conqueror, or by the torch of per secution, but by the plain, simple, overwhelming force of ''the soft tongue that breaketh the bone"
 And now I ask the blessing of God to come down upon you in matters o1 health, in matters of business; that the Lord will deliver you from all your finan- cial perplexities; that He will give you a good livelihood, large salaries, health. full wages, sufficient income. pray God that He may give you the oppor- tunity of. educating your children fol this world, and, through the rich grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, of seeing them prepared for the world that is to come.
 Above all, I look for the mercy o1 God upon your immortal souls; and lest I stand before some who have not yet attended to the things of theil eternal interest in this, the closing part of my discourse, implore them here and now to seek after God and be at peace with him. Oh, we want to be gathered together at last in the bright and blessed assemblage of the skies, our work all done, our sorrows all end ed. God bless you, and your children, and your children's children. And now I commend you to God, and to the word of his grace which is able to build you up, and give you an inherit ance among all them that are sancti. fed.
 Gen. Fisk's Boomerang.
 Maj. Ford H. Rogers tells an anus ing anecdote of the late Gen. Clinton B. Fisk The general was addressing 8 Sunday school convention. One of the speakers had reminded the children that it was Washington's birthday.
 Children" said Gen. Fisk, 'you all know that Washington was general. Perhaps you know that I am also g general. Now, can any one tell what was the difference between Gen. Wash inston and myself2"
 II know, sir" piped 8 small boy in the back part of the room.
 "Well, what was the differencep said Gen. Fisk, smiling at the lads ea- gerncss.
 George Washington couldn't tell a lie, sir" cried the boy in exultant tones. Screams of laughter followed, in which the general joined as heartily as the rest.-Detroit News
 The Art of Fast Walking.
 Persons who have never been trained to walk fast generally quicken their gait by bending forward and lengthen- ing the stride, at the same time bend ing the knees very much at each step. It is pretty safe to say that no one can