The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1890-12-04

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the land.
II the winds and the waves had con
tinued to increase in violence the fol |
lowing fifteen minutes in the same ra
ito as in the first five, and we had
been still at their mercy, our bones
would have been bleaching in the bot
tom of l., Ike Gennt saret instead of our
being here to tell the story; but the
same Power that rescued the fishermen
Of old today safely landed our party
What n Christ for rough weather. All
the sailor boys ought to fly to him as
/ did those Galilean mariners, All you
in the forecastle, and all you who run
up and down the slippery ratlines, take
to sea with you him who with a quiet
word sent the winds back through the
mountain gorges, Some of you Jack |
Tars to whom these words will come
need to tack ship" and change your
course If you are going to get across
this sea of life safely and gain the
heavenly harbor, Delay there. Ready
about Helms a-lee Mainsai haul
Star of peace, beam DER the billow
Bless the soul that signs for thee:
Bless the sailors lonely pillow
Far, far at sea
| Here at Capernaum, the Arabs hav-
ing in their arms carried us ashore to |
the only place where our Lord ever
had pastorate, and we stepped amid
the ruins of the church where he
preached again and again and again,
the synagogue, whose rich sculpturing
| lay there, not as when others see it in
spring time covered with weeds and |
loathsome with reptiles, but in that De
eember weather completely uncovered
to our agiyated and intense gaze. On
one stone of that synagogue is the
sculpturing of pot of mama, AN
artistic commemoration of the time
when the Israelites were fed by mamma
in the wilderness, and to which sculp-
turing no doubt Christ pointed up
ward while he was preaching that ser
mon on this very spot in which he
said: Not as your fathers did eat
mama and are dead; he that eateth
of this bread shall live forever" Won
derful Capernaum Scene of more
miracles than any place in all the
earthl Blind eyes kindling with the
morning. Withered arms made to pull.
safe. Lepers blooming into health |
The dead girl terminated.
These Arab tents, which on this De |
cember day find in Palestine. disap
pear, and | see Capernaum as it was
when Jesus was pastor of the church
here. Look at that wealthy home, the
architecture, the marble front, the up |
holstery, the slaves in uniform at the
doorway. 1t is the residence of a |
courser of Herod, probably Chuza by
name, his wife Joanna, Christian
disciple But something is the matter
The slaves are in great excitement and
the courtier living there runs down
the front steps and takes horse and
puts him at full run across the country. |
The boy of that nobleman is dying of
typhoid fever. All the doctors have
failed to give relief. But about five
miles up the country, at Cana, there is
a divine doctor, Jesus by name, and
the agonized father has gone for him,
and with what earnestness those can
understand who have had dying child
in the house. This courtier cries to
Christ, Come down ere my child
die!"
AFTER THE NOTED DOCTOR.
While the father is absent, and at / |
o'clock in the afternoon, the people
watching the dying boy see change in
the countenance, and Joanna, the |
mother, on one side of his couch, says
why, this darling is getting well; the
fever has broken. See the perspiration
on his forehead2 Did any of you give
him any new kind of medicine" No"
is the answer. The boy turns on his
pillow, his dclirum gone, and asks for
something to eat and says: Where's
father?" Oh, he has gone up to Cana
to get young doctor of about 81 years
of age. But no doctor is needed now
in this house at Capernaum. The PEG
Pile look at the sun dial to find what
time of the day it is. and see it is just
past noon and l o'clock. Then they
start out and meet the returning father,
and as soon as they come within speak.
ing distance they shout at the top Of
their voices, Your boy is getting
we'll" rs it possibe2" says the father
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take placer? "One o'clock, " is the an.
swer Why" says the courtier. that
is Just the hour that Jesus said to me,
! THY son liveth. One o'clock"
As they gather at the evening meal
what gladness on all the countenances
| in that home at Capernauml The
mother, Joanna, has not had sleep for
many nights, and she now falls off into
delightful slumber The father, Chuza
the Herodian courtier, worn out with
anxiety as well as by the rapid journey
to and from Cana, is soon in restful I'M
consciousness. Joanna was a Christian
before, but | warrant she was more of
| Christian afterward Did the father
Chuza accept the Christ who had cured
his boy2 Is there in all the earth a
parent SO ungratefu! for the GONZALES
cence or restoration of an imperiled
child as not to go into room and
kneel down and make surrender to the
almighty love that came to the rescued
ACCEPT THE DOCTRINE
Do not mix up this case with the an.
cry discussions about Christian science,
but accept the doctrine, as old as the
Bible, that God does answer prayer for
the sick. That Capernaum boy was
not the only Illustration of the fact that
prayer is mightier than typhoid fever.
And there is not doctor of large prac-
tice but has come into the sick room of
some hopeless case and, in cheerful
manner if lie were Christian, or with
bewildercd manner if he were
skeptic, said: We'll. what have you
been doing with this PATIENT What
have you been giving him9 The pulse