The Red Cloud chief., 1891-05-15


Why did you look 70 sad to-day when
you came In? Alas! for the Loneliness
and the heartbreak. and the load that
Is never lifted from your soul Some OF
you 90 about feeling like Macaulay
when he wrote: IF I had another
month Of such days ~ ] have been
spending, I would be impatient TO get
down into my little narrow crib in tho
ground like . weary factory child"
And there have been times in your life
when you wished you could get ont Of
this life. I see all around about mo
widownood, and orphanage. and child
lessness, sadness. disappointment, per.
piexity. II I could ask all those to rise
in this audience who have felt no sor-
row, and been buffeted by no disap-
pointment-n ! could ask all such 70
rise, how many would ris,? Not n
A widowed mother with her little
child. went west, hoping TO get better
wages there; and she was taken sick
and died. The oversecr Of the poo got
her body and put il in q box, and put IL
in q wagon, and started down the street
toward the cemetery at full r The
little child-the only child-ran after IL
through the streets, bareheaded crying:
"Bring me back my mother! bring me
back my mother!" And it was said
that as the people looked on and saw
her crying after that which lay in the
box in the wagon-all she loved on
earth-it Is said the whole village was
In tears. And that Is what q greet
many OF you are doing-chasing the
dead Dear Lord. Is there no appease-
ment for al this sorrow that I sec
about me-? Yes the thought of rcsur-
rection and reunion far beyond this
scene of struggle and tears They
shall hunger no more, neither thirst
any more, neither shall the sun light
on them MOI any heat; for the Lamb
which Is in the midst of the throne
shall lead them TO living fountains Of
water, and God shall wipe away all
tears from their eyes"
|. Across the touches Of your sick and
across the graves OF your dead / fling
this shower of sweet spices Queen
Balkis, driving up to the pillared por-
tico To the house Of cedar, carried no
such pungency of perfume IS exhales
peace. 1t is sweetness. 1t Is comfort
1t is infinite satisfaction, this gospel !
Commend to you.
Some one could not understand why
an old German Christian scholar used
10 be always SO calm and happy and
hopeful, when he had so many trials
and sicknesses and ailments A man
secreted himself in the house. lie said:
II mean TO watch. this old
scholar and Christian" and he
saw the old Christian man go
to his room and sit down ON the
chair beside the stand and open the
Bible and begin to READ. He read on
and on, chapter after chapter, Hour AZ
ter hour. until his face is all aglow with
the tidings from Heaven, and when the
clock struck IL he arose and shut his
Bible and said: blessed Lord. we are
on the same old terms yet Goodnight,
goodnight" Oh, you sin-parched and
You trouble-poundcd, here is comfort
here is satisfaction. Will you come and
getit? Icannot tell you what the Lord
offers you hereafter so we'll as ! can
tell you now. ut doth not yet appear
what we shall be-"
Have you read of the Tai Mahal in
India, in some respects the most ma
jcstic building on earth? Twenty thou
sand men were twenty years in build
ing it. 1t cost about SIG, 600. 900. The
walls are Of marble. iniaid with cornell
ian from Bagdad, and turquoise from
Thibet, and jasper from the Pun3aub.
AMI amethyst from Persia, and all
manner Of precious tones. A traveller
says that il seems to him like the shin
ing OF an enchanted castle of FURNISHED
silver. The walls are 2i5 feet high,
dome thirty more feet high, that
dome containing the most won.
dcrful echo the world has
ever known, SO that ever and
anon travellers standing below with
flutes. and drums, and harps, are test
ing that echo. and the sounds from be-
low strike up and then come down as il
were the voices of angels all around
about the building. There is around II
a garden of tamarind. and banyan. and
palm, and all the floral glories u the
ransacked earth. But that Is only a
tomb Of a dead empress, and 1t is tame
compared with the grandeurs which
God has builded for your living and
immortal spirit O, home Of the
blessed! Foundations Of gold! Arches
of victory! C~apstones Of praise! And
n dome in which there are echoing aud
re-echoing the hallelujahs Of the ages
And around about that mansion
is a garden-the garden of God-and
all the springiug fountains are the bot
tied tears OF the church In the wilder
ness, and all the crimson Of the flowers
Is the deep hue that was caught up |
from the carnage of earthly martyr.
doms, and the fragrance Is the prayer
of all the saints, and the aroma puts in
70 utter forgetfnlness the cassia and
the spikenard. and the frankincense.
and the world renowned spices which
the Queen Balkis of Abyssinia, flung al
the feet Of King Solomon.
when shall these eyes thy heaven built
And peariy gates behold.
Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong,
And streets Of shining gold7
Through obduracy on our part and
through the rejection of that Christ
who makes Heaven possible, I wonder
il any Of MS will miss that spectacle? ]
fear! I fear! The queen Of the south
will rise mp in judgment against this
generation and condemn il because she
came from the uttermost parts Of the
earth to hear the wisdom Of Solomon,
and behold, q greater than Solomon is
herei
May God grant that through your
own practical experience you may find
hat religious ways are ways Of pleas
antnes> and that all her paths are
paths of peace: that it is perfume now
and perfume forever. And there was
an abundance of spice: neither was
there any such spice Is the queen of
Sheba gave to King solomon"
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