The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1891-12-23
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After man of large estates dies, the
relatives assemble to hear the will
read. So much Of the property is wiiled
to his sons, and so much to his daugil-
tiers, and SO much to benevolent so
cicties Our Lord Jesus hath died, and
we are assembled to-day to hear the
will read. He says: "My peace l give
unto you" Through His apostle He
says: "All are yours" What! Every
thing? Yes, everything! This world
and the next In distinguished families
there are old pictures hanging on the
wall. They are called the ''heirlooms"
of the estate. They are very old, and
have come down from generation to
generation. So look upon all the
beauties OF the natural world as the
heirlooms of our royal family. The
morning breaks from the east. The
mists travel up hill above hill, noun
tain above mountain, until skylos.
The forests are full Of chirp, and buzz
and song. Tree leaf and birds wing
flutter with gladness. Honey-makers
in the log, and beak against the bark,
and squirrels chattering on the rail, and
the call of the hawk out of clear sky,
make you feel glad. The sun, which
kindles conflagrations among the cas-
ties of cloud. and sets minaret and
dome ahame, stoops to paint the lily
white, and the buttercup yellow, and
the forget-me-not blue. What can re-
sist the sun? Light for the voyager
over the deep! Light for the shepherd
guarding the focks afield! Light for
the poor who have no lamps to burn!
Light for the downcast and the lowly!
Light for aching eyes, and burning
brain and TASTED captive! Light for
the smooth brow Of childhood and for
the dim vision of the octogenarian!
Light for queens coronet, and for sew
ing girls needle! Let there be light!
Whose morning is this? My morning
Your morning, Our Father gave us the
picture and hung it on the sky in loops
OF fire. 1t is the heirloom of our fam
lily. And SO the night 1t is the full
moon. The mists from shore to shore
CLEAN like shattered mirrors, and the
ocean, under her glance, comes up with
great tides, painting upon the beach,
mingling, as it were, foam and Ere.
The poor man blesses God for throwing
such cheap light through the brelsea
window-pane into the cabin; and to the
sick it seems a light from the either
shore which bounds this great doep
of human pain and woe. II the sun
seem like so1g full and pc ured frem
brazen instruments that Rll heaven and
earth with great harmonies, tho moon
is plaintive and mild, standing beneath
the throne of God, sending up her sett,
sweet voice of praise. while the stars
listen. and the sea- No mother ever more
sweetly guarded the s;sk-eradIs thez
all night long this pale watcher Of tbs
sky bends over the weary, beartsicls
slam bsring earth. Whose Is this black
framed, blaek-tasssled picture OF thu
night? 1t is the heirloom OF cur faa
lily. Guns, the grandeur OF the spTing
the crystals of the snow, the eeral d
the beach, the odors OF the garden, tkt
harmonies of the air.
You can not sac large es&a4e n esni
morning. You must take several wallis
around it. The family property OF thin
royal house OF Jesus H SO greet that vst
must take several walks to get an ides
of its extent Let the first valh b,
around this earth. All tkeSs valleys
the harvests that wave in them, and th.
cattle that pasture in them-oll thss,
untains, and the precious thing
hidden beneath them, and the crown o
glacier they cast at the feet Of the Al
pine hsrricaas-all these lakes, tkes
islands, these continents, are oars Il
the sesoad walk, 90 among the ssrer
lamps Of Heaven, and see stretching ef
on every side wilderness of worlds
For rs they shine. For rs they sang a
a Saviours nativity. Fer Ms they vii
wheel into linz. and with their Aamia.
torches add 10 the splsndoc OF our tri
umph on the day for which all otke
days were made In the third walk, g
around the Etsrnal City. As We com
near it, haras 10 the rush of It's ehario*s
and the wedding ped Of it's greet tou
erk The bell Of Hsapea has ssrwc'
twelve. It Is high ROOM. We lools Of
upon the chaplsts which newer fade, tn
eyes that never weep. the temples tina
never close. the loved ones that nave
part, the procession that never halss
the trees that never withsr, the wall
that never can be captured, the sun the
never sets, until we can NO logger eaat
and we hide our eyes, and sxclaim: ''Ey
hath not seen, nor ear keard, neitks
have entered into the heart OF maj
the things which God hath prepare
for them that love Him. As thes
tides of glory rise, we have - n
treat, and hold fast lest we be Swept o
and drowned in the emotions of glat
ness, and thanksgiving, and triumph
What think you of the family prope
ty? 1t is considered an honor to MARI
into a family where there is gre,
wealth. The Lord, the bridegroom I
earth and heaven, offers your His hea
and His hand, saying, in the words ,
the Canticles: Rise up, my love, m
fair one, and come away" and one
having put on thy hand the signet rim
, Of HIS love, you will be endowed wit
, all the wealth of the earth. and all Il
honors of heaven.
Almost every family looks back to
homestead some country-place whel
you grew up You sat on the doorsil
You heard the footstep of the rain &
, the garnet roof. You swung OH the gat
You ransacked the barn. You wade
, in the brook You threshed the O