The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1890-07-11

| all We who have seen the last moments
of Christian, and give testimony in
this cause on trial Uncover your heads,
| put your hand on the old family Bible
from which they used to read the prom
ises, and promise in the presence Of
High Heaven that you will tell the
truth, the whole truth and nothing but
the truth. With what you have seen
with your own eyes, and from what you
have heard with your own ears. is there
power in this Gospel to give calmness
and triumph in the last exigency? The
response comes from all sides, from
young, and old, and middle-aged; 1--WE
are Witnessed"
You see, my friends, have not put
before you to-day an abstraction, or
chimera, or any thing like guess work
present you afiidaYits of the best men
and women, living and dead
Two witnesses in court will establish
fact Here are not two witnesses. but
| thousands of witnesses-on earth mill
ions of witnesses and in Heaven a great
| multitude of witnesses that no man can
number, testifying that there is power
in this religion to convert the soul, to
give comfort in trouble and to afford
composure in the last hour. II ten men
should come to you when you are sick
with appalling sickness and say they
had the same sickness and took q GER
tain medicine and 1t cured them. you
would probably take it Now. suppose
ten other men should come up and say.
''We don't believe there is any thing in
that medicine WELL" say,
have you ever tried it9' mo. 1
never tried 1t. but don't believe there
is any thing in it" OF course you dis
credit their testimony. The skeptic
may come and say: There is no power
in your religion" Have you ever tried
it?' mo. no." "Then, avaunt?' Let
me take the testimony of the millions
of souls that have been converted to
God and comforted in trial and solaced
in the last hour. We will take their
testimony as they cry. ''We are wit
nesses?'
Some time ago Prof. Henry, of Wash
ington, discovered a new star and the
tidings sped by submarine telegraph
and all the observatories of Europe were
watching for that new star. o, nearer,
looking out through the darkness Of thy
soul to-day, canst thou see a bright
light beaming on thee? ''Where?" you
say, where? How can find it?" Look
along by the line of the cross of the
Son of God. Do you not see it trem-
bling with all tenderness and beaming
with all hope? 1t is the Star of Beth.
lehem.
deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death struck. 1 ceased the tide to stem.
When suddenly a star arose
1t was the Star of Bethlehem"
o, hearer, get your eye on it. 1t is
| 90. a. haa riufi ms
than it is to stay away from Christ and
Heaven
When Madame Sontag began hel
musical career she was Kissed OF the
stage at Vienna by the friends of hel
rival Amelia Steininger, who had al
ready begun to decline through her dis
sipation. Years passed on, and one day
Madame Sontag, in her glory, was rid
ing through the streets of Berlin, wher
she saw a little child leading blind
woman, and she said: ''Come here, my
little child; come here Who is tina
you are leading by the hand?" And the
little child replied: THAT'S my mother
that's Amelia Steininger. She used Il
be great singer, but she lost her voice
and she cried so much about it that she
lost her eyesight "Give my love t,
| | noT, SdlU hdudIn0 OOH9dBs anu Ic1l ne
. an old acquaintance will call on he
this afternoon" The next week IL
Berlin vast assemblage gathered at
benefit for that poor blind woman, and
it was said that Madame Sontag SAM
that night as she had never sung before
And she took skilled oculist. who ii
vain tried to give eyesight to the poo
blind woman. Until the day of Amelii
Steininger's death, Madame Sontag tool
care of her, and her daughter after her
That is what the queen of song did 70
her enemy.
But o. hear a more thrilling stor
still. Blind immortal, poor and lost
thou who, when the world and Chris
were rivals for thy heart, didst hiss tn
. Lord away-Christ comes now to Civ
thee sight, to give thee home, to Civ
. thee Heaven. With more than a Son
tags generosity He comes now to NEE
: your need. With more than a Sontag'
J music he comes to plead for thy deliy
erance-