The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1891-07-24


chairs wait on It; all the chairs are
turned toward IT 1t means more than
David's chair at Sauf's banquet At
any rate, 1T makes more racket That
is a strange house that can be dull with
a child in it How that child breaks mp
the hard vvorldliness Of the place, and
keeps you young TO 60, 20 and so years
Of agel II you have no child of your
own, adopt one; it viii open heaven to
your soul It viii pay its way. Its
Growing In the morning will give the
day a cheerful starting, and its glee at
night viii give the day a cheerful close.
You do not like children? Then you
had better stay out of Heaven, for there
are so many there they would fairly
make you crazy!
A pioneer in California says that for
the first year or two after his residence
in Sierra Nevada county, there was not
a single child in all the reach of one
hundred miles But the Fourth of July
came, and the miners were gathered
together, and they were celebrating the
Fourth with Grafton, and poem, and
bOistrous brass band; and while the
band was playing, an infants voice was
heard crying, and all the miners were
startled, and the swarthy men began to
think of their homes on the eastern
coast, and of their wives and chill
dren far away, and their
as they heard the babe cry. But the
music went on and the child cried loud
er and louder, and the brass band
played louder and louder, trying to
drown out the infantile interruption,
when a swarthy miner, the tears roll
ing down his face, got up and shook his
fist and said: stop that noisy band
and give the baby chance oh, there
was pathOs in it as we'll as good cheer
in it There is nothing to arouse and
melt and subdue the soul like a child's
voice But when it goes away from
you the high chair becomes a higher
chair and there is desOlatiOn all about
you.
In three-fourths Of the homes of this
congregation there is a vacant high
chair. Somehow you never get over it.
There is no one to put to bed at night;
no one to ask strange questions about
God and Heaven. Oh, what is the use
of that high chair? 1t is to call you
higher. What a drawing upward it is
to have children in Heaven? And
then it is such a preventive against sin.
If a father is go ing away into sin he
leaves his living children with their
mother, but if a father is going away
into sin what is he going to do with his
dead children floating about him and
lowering over his every hayward step
o, speak out, vacant high chair and
mother come back from wOrdliness. 1
am watching you. am waiting for
you With respect to your child, the
words of my text have been4fuIhlled:
Thou shalt be missed because thy seat
will be empty.
My hearers, have gathered up the
voice of your departed friends and tried
to induce them into one invitation up
ward I set in array all the vacant
chairs of your homes and of your social
circle, and I bid them cry out this
morning: Time is short Eternity is
near. Take my Saviour. Be at peace
with my God. Come up where 1 am.
We lived together on earth, come let US
live together in Heaven. We answer
that invitation. We come. Keep a
seat for us, as Saul kept a seat for
David, but that seat shall not be empty.
And oh! when we are all through with
this world and we have shaken hands
all around for the last time, and all our
chairs in the home circle and in the out
side world shall be vacant, may we be
wOrshipping God in that place from
which we shall go out no more forever.
thank God there will be no vacant
chairs in Heaven. There we shall meet
again and talk over our earthly heart
breaks. How much have you been
through since YOU saw them last! On
the shining shore you will talk it ali
over Il ne 11eSELacneS@ Il ne loneliness
The sleepless nights. The weeping
until you had no more power to weep,
because the heart was withered and
dried up. Talking it over, and then,
hand in hand, walking up and down in
the light No sorrow, no tears, no
death
In the east they take a cage Of birds
and bring it to the tomb of the dead,
and then they open the door of the
cage and the birds, flying out, sing.
And I would to-day bring a cage of
Christian consultations to the grave of
your loved ones, and / would open up
the door and let them ill all the air
with the music of their voices.
Oh, how they bound in these spirits
before the throne! Some shout with
gladness- Some break into uncOn-
trOlable weeping for joy. Some stand
speechless in their shock Of delight.
They sing. They CULVER with Excess
siye giadness- They gaze on the tenn
pies, on the palaces, on the waters, on