Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1890-05-26

u1onG lullICGCO Oil oil lllIlOCCIlU HIGH.
Lord Jeffries, after incarcerating
many innocent and good people in
London Tower, was himself imprison-
ed in the same place, where the shades
of those whom he had maltreated
seemed to haunt him SO that he kept
crying to his attendants: keep them
off, gentlemen! for Gods sake, keep
them off" The chickens had come
home to roost The body of Brad
shaw, the English judge who had
been ruthless and cruel in his decis-
ions, was taken from his splendid
tomb in Westminster Abbey and at
Tyburn hung on d gallows from morn
ing until night in the presence of jeer-
ing multitudes. Haman's gallows
came little late, but they came OPP
portunities fly in a straight line and
just touch us as they pass from eternity
to eternity; but the wrongs we do
others fly in a circle, and however the
circle may widen out they are sure to
come back to the point from which
they started. There are guns that
kickl
THE TURNS OF FORTUNES WHEEL.
Furthermore, let the story of Ha-
man teach us how quickly turns the
wheel of fortune. One day, excepting
the king, Hannah was the mightiest
man in Persia; but the next day, a
lackey. So we go up, and SO we come
down. You seldom find any man
twenty years in the same circum-
stances. Of those who, in political life
twenty years ago, were the most prom
inent how few remain in conspicuity.
Political parties make certain men do
their hard work, and then, after using
them as hacks, turn them out on the
commons to die. Every four years
there is a complete revolution, and
about five thousand men who ought
certainly to be the next president are
shamefully disappointed; while some,
who this day are obscure and poverty
stricken, will ride upon the shoulders
of the people and take their turn at
admiration and the spoils of Office.
Oh, how quickly the wheel turns
Ballot boxes are the steps on which
men come down as often as they go up.
full in the accumulation of property,
how few have not met with reverses,
while many of those who then were
Strengthened in circumstances now
hold the bonds and bank keys of the
nation. Of all tickle things in the
world, fortune is the most tickle.
Every day she changes her mind, and
10 h0 -ho re
dence in what she promises or pro
poses. She cheers when you go up,
and she laughs when you come down.
Oh, trust not moment your hearts
affections to this changeful world
Anchor your soul in God. From
Christ's companionship gather your
satisfaction. Then, come sorrow or
gladness, success or defeat, riches or
poverty, honor or disgrace, health or
sickness, life or death, time or eter-
nifty, all are yours, and We are Christ's,
and Christ is Gods.
MISERY IN ITS WORST FORM.
Again, this Humans history shows
us that outward possessions and cir
cumstances cannot make man happy.
While yet fully vested in authority,
and the chief adviser of the Persian
monarch, and everything that equipage
and pomp and splendor of residence
could do were his, he is an object les
son of wretchedness. There are today
more aching sorrows under crowns of
royalty than under the ragged caps of
| the houseless Much of the worlds
aff1uence and gayety is only misery in
colors. Many a woman seated in the
street at her apple stand is happier
than the great bankers. The noun
tains of worldly honor are covered
with perpetual snow. Tamerlane con-
quered half the world, but could not
subdue his own fears. Ahab goes to
| bed, sick, because Naboth will not sell
| him his vineyard. Herod is in agony
because a little child is born down in
Bethlehem. Great Felix trembles be-
cause a poor minister will preach
righteousness, temperance and judg-
ment to come. From the time of Louis
| the Twelfth to Louis the Eighteenth
| was there straw bottomed chair in
| France that did not set more solidly
than the great throne on which the
French kings reigned?
Were | called to sketch misery in its
worst form, Iwould not go up the dark
alley of the poor, but up the highway
over which prancing Bucephali strike
the sparks with their hoofs and between
statuary and parks of stalking deer.
| Wretchedness is more bitter when
swallowed from gemmed goblets than
from earthen pitcher or pewter mug.
If there are young people here who are
| looking for this position and that cir
cumstance, thinking that worldly sue
cess will bring peace of the soul, lei
them shatter the delusion. 1t is moi
what we get, it is what we are. Daniel
among the lions is happier than Nebu
chadnezzar on his throne. And when
life is closing, brilliancy of worldly
surroundings will be no solace.
Death is blind, and sees no differ
ence between king and his clown
between the Nazarene and the Atheni
an, between bookless hut and a ma
tional library. The frivolities of life
cannot, with their giddy laugh, echo
| ing from heart to heart, entirely drown
the voice of a tremendous conscience
which says: II am immortal. The
stars shall die, but I am immortal
One wave of eternity shall drown
time in its depths, but I am immortal
The earth shall have a shroud of flame
and the heavens flee at the glance OF
the Lord, but I am immortal. From
all the heights and depths of my ma
ture rings down, and rings up, ant
rings out the word immortal. )" 4
good conscience and assurance of life
eternal through the Lord Jesus Chris
are the only securities.
THE TRIUMPH OF THE GOOD NEWT
| ABLE.
| The souls happiness is too large 6
craft to sail up the stream of worldly
pleasure. AS ship carpenters say, i
draws too much water. This earth is
bubble, and it will burst. This life
is vision, and it will soon pass away
Time! 1t is only ripple, and i
breaketh against the throne of judg
ment. Our daysl They fly swifte1
than shuttle, weaving for us a rob