Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-10-08

matism they bled him. and If they could
not make out exactly what was the matter
they bled him Olden time phlebotomy was
deaths coadtutor Ali this has changed.
From the way see people skipping about
at eighty years Of age. I conclude that life
insurance companies will have TO change
their table of risks and charge man no
more premium at seventy than they used to
do when he was sixty, and no more premium
at fifty than when he was forty. BY the ad-
vancement OF medical science and the wider
acquaintance with the laws of health, and
the fact that the feople know better how to
take care of themselves, human life is pro-
louged. But do you realize what, after all,
is the brevity of our earthly starte9 In the
times when people lived
SEVEN AND EIGHT HUNDRED YEARS,
the patriarch Jacob said that his years
| were few. Looking at the life Of the
youngest person in this assembly and sup
posing that he lived to be q nonagenarlau,
how short the time and soon gone. while
banked up in front of US is an eternity so
vast that arithmetic has not figured enough
to express its length, or breadth, or depth, or
height. For happy eternity you were
divine intentions. If standing in your pres
ence my eye should fall upon the feeblest
soul here as that soul will appear when the
world lets it up. and heaven entrances it, l
suppose would be SO overpowered that
should drop down as one dead. You have
examined the family Bible and explored
the family records, and you may have seen
daguerrotypes of some of the kindred of pre-
vious generations, you have had photo
graphs taken of what you were in boyhood
or girlhood, and what you were ten years
later, and it is very interesting to anyone
| to be able to look back upon pictures OF
what he was ten, or twenty or thirty years
I,,Ah ,,,,t, aly6,rn
of what you may be and what you will be
if you seek after God and feel the spirits
regenerating powerl Where shall 1 plant
the camera to take the picture? I plant it
on this platform. l direct it toward you.
Sit still or stand still while take the pict-
| ure 1t shall be al instantaneous picture.
There! I have it. It is done. You
and get some idea of what it will be when
thoroughly developed There is your res
| directed body, so brilliant that the monday
sun
PATCH OF MIDNIGHT
compared with it. There is your soul, so
pure that all the forces of diabolism could
not spot it with an imperfection. There is
your being, so mighty and so swift that
! flight from heaven to Mercury Or Mars or
Jupiter and back again to heaven would no.
| weary you, and a world ON each shoulder
| would not crush you. An eye that shall
never shed tear. An energy that shall
never feel fatigue. A brow that shall
| never throb with pain. You are young
! again, though you died of decrepitude. You
| are well again, though you coughed or shiv-
cred yourself into the tomb. Your every
day associates are the apostles and prophets
and martyrs, and most exalted souls, mas
culine and feminine, of all the centuries.
The archangel to you no embarrassment.
God himself your present and everlasting
in,r hot ic of
what you may be, and what l am sure some
of you will be. If you realize that it is an
imperfect picture, my apology is what the
apostle John said: ut doth not yet appear
what we shall be.' ITO this end was
bora" If I did not think so l would be
| overwhelmed with melancholy. The world
does very well for q little while, eighty, or
a hundred or hundred and fifty years, nd
think that human longevity may yet be
improved up to that prolongation, for now
there is so little room between our cradle
and our grave we cannot accomplish much,
but who would want to dwell in this world
for all eternity. Some think this earth
will finally be turned into heaven. Per-
haps it may, but it would have to undergo
radical repairs, and thorough examinations
and evolutions and revolutions and trans
formations infinite to make it desirable for
eternal residence. All the east winds
would have to become west winds, and all
the winters changed to springtides, and all
the volcanoes extinguished, and the oceans
chained to their beds, and the epidelnics
forbidden entrance and the world so fixed
up that 1 think it would take more to repair
this old world than to make an entirely new
one But l must say do not care where
heaven is
1--WE CAN ONLY GET THERE,
whether gardeniZed America, or an en-
paradised Europe, or a world central to the
| whole universe. ITO this end was l born"
If each one of US could say that, we would
go with faces shining and hopes eXhilarant
amid earth'S worst misfortunes and trials.
Only little while and then the rapture.
Only little while and then the reunion.
Only little while, and then the transfg-
uratiOn.
In the seventeenth century, all Europe
was threatened with wave of Asiatic bar
barism and Vienna was especially besieged.
| The king and his court had fled and moth
ing could save the city from being over
whelmed unless the king of Poland, John
Sobieski, to whom they had sent for help,
should with his army come down for the
relief, and from every roof and tower the
Inhabitants of Vienna watched and waited
and hoped until on the morning of Septem-
Der II, the rising sun threw an unusual
| and unparalleled brilliancy. 1t was the re-
Election of the sun on the swords and
shields and helmets of John Sobieski and
lis dGiuS cOullnS uoHu oNct ttlt Hills W OL6
rescue, and that day not only Vienna, but
Europe, was saved. And see you not, oh
We souls, besieged with sin and sorrow,
that light breaks in, the swords and the
shields and the helmets of divine rescue
bathed in the rising sun of heavenly de-
lrance9 Let everything else go rather
than let heaven go.
What a strange thing it must be to feel
ones self born to an earthly crown, but
you have been born for throne on which
you may reign after the last monarch of all
the earth shall have gone to dust. I invite
you to start now for your own coronation,
to come in and take the title deeds to your
everlasting inheritance. Through an I'M
passioned prayer take heaven and all of its
raptures.
What a poor farthing is all that this
world can offer you compared with pardon
here and life immortal beyond the stars,
unless this side of them there be place
large enough and beautiful enough and
grand enough for all the ransomed
Wherever it be, in what world, whether
nearby or far away, in this or some other
constellation, hail, home Of light and love
and blessedness. Through the atoning
mercy OF Christ, may we all get there.