The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1891-05-07

tie OF II is IS lOSaiDlG W eSb t1Hou5'I
with. Oh. what a mistake you have
made. my brother The religion Of
Christ Is present and everlasting red
olance. 1t counteracts all trouble.
Just put it on the stand beside the pill
low Of sickness. II catches in the cur
tains and perfumes the sitting air. 1t
sweetens the cup OF bitter medicine, +
and throws a glow on the gloom OF the .
turned lattice. 1t is n balm for the /
aching side, and a soft bandage for the
temple stung with pain.
1t lifted Samuel Rutherford into a
reyeIry Of spiritual delight while he was
in physical asonies. 1t helped Richard
Baxter until. in the midst of such a
complication Of diseases rs perhaps no
other man ever suffered, he wrote The
Saints Everlasting Rest, and it poured
light upon John Bunyan's dungeon
the light OF the shining gate of the
shining city-and it is good for rheu-
matism, and for neuralgia, and for low
spirits, and for consumption. 1t is the
catholicJn for ali disorders. Yes, it
will heal all your sorrows.
Why did you look so sad today when
you came ill Alas! for the loneliness
and tie heartbreals, and the load that
is never lifted from your soul. Some
of you 80 about feeling like Macaulay
when lie wrote, IF | had another
month Of such days as | have been
spending, would be impatient to get
down into my little narrow crib in the
ground like weary factory child"
And there have been times in your life
when you wished you could get opt Of
this life. You have said, 'Oh, how
sweet to my lips would be the dust of
the valley" and wished you could pull
over you in your last sIumber the COW
erlet Of green grass and daisies. You
have said: "Oh, how beautifully quiet
it must be in the tomb. ] wish l was
there" | see all around about me
widowhood and orphanage and child
lessness, sadness, disappointment, per-
plexity. If l could ask all those to
rise in this audience who have felt no
sorrow, and been buffeted by no disap-
pointment, il could ask all such to
rise how many would rise? Not one.
SOME ILLUSTRATIONS.
\ widowed mother with her little
child went west, hoping to get better
wages there, and she was taken sick
| and died. The oyerseer of the poor
got her body and put it in a box, and
put it in n wagon and started down
| the street toward the cemetery at full
trot The Little child-the only child
ran after it through the streets, bare
headed, crying: Bring me back my
mother! Bring me back my motherp'
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 great many Of you are doing
chasing the dead. Dear Lord, is there
no appeascnent for all this sorrow that
l see about me? Yes, the thought Of
resurrection and reunion far beyond
this scene Of struggle and tears. '"They
shall hunger 10 more, neither thirs
any more, neither shall the sun ligh1
on them nor any heat; for the Lamt
which is in the midst of the throne
, shall lead them to living fountains o
water and God shall wipe away al
tears from their eyes"
Across the couches Of your sick, ant
across the graves of your dead, fin!
this shower of sweet spices. Queer
Balkis, driving up to the piIlared por
tico OF the house of cedar, carried n
: such pungoncy Of perfume as exhale
today from the Lords garden. It
= peace. It is sweetness. It is comfort
:: 1t is infinite satisfaction, this gospel
commend to you. Some one could no
@ understand why an old German Chris
4 tan scholar used to be always 50 cali
y and happy and hopeful when he Ia
s so many trials and sicknesses and al
t ments. \ man secreted himself in til
+ house He said, II mean to watch tn
old scholar and Christian ;" and he sa,
the old Christian man go to his ROOF
It and sit down on the chair beside til
5 stand and open the Bible and begin
IS read He read on and on, chapte
Is after chapter, hour after hour, unit
Il his face was all aglow with the tidinG
# from heaven, and when the clock struc
n twelve he arose and shut his Bible an
Is said: BLESSED Lord, we are on Il
,e same old terms yet. Good night, GOO
d night"
IN Oh, you sin parched and you troub
o. pounded, here is comfort, here is SAT-
Iy faction. VIII you come and get it,
ot cannot tell you what the Lord ofe
Ii you hereafter 50 well as ! can tell yC
1t now. st doth not yet appear VIII
a We shall be" Have you read Of tt
2" Tai Mahal in India, in some respec
e. the most majestic building On cart
is Twenty thousand men were TWEEN
d years III building it. 1t cost about 81
| teen millions of dollars. The walls q
u of marble, inlaid With carnelian fro
W, Bagdad, ana tur9nois from Thibe
Ike and jasper from the Puniaub, and al
ethyst from Persia, and all manner
to precious stones. a traveller says til
nd it seems to him like the shining of
20 enchanted castle OF FURNISHED silv
lg. The walks are two hundred and for
OF five feet high, and from the top of tbs
IN spring dome thirty more feet his
it that dome containing the most wond
for full echo the world has ever known;
err that ever and anon travellers standi
ur below with flutes and drums and ha,
ed are testing that echo, and the sour
ed from below strike up and then co
i'm down as it were the voices of ang
ok all around about the building. tn
is is around it a garden of tamarind g
nd banyan and palm and all the ho
st. glories of the ransacked earth.
md But that is only tomb Of a dj