Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-12-07

BedFi OF one lntiiDcI - thc lnhlhg
they 90 down through them all The
sadness OF one is the sadness Of all.
A company Of persons join hands
around an electric battery; the two
persons at the ends of the line touch
the battery, and all the circle feels the
shock Thus, by reason Of the flial,
maternal and paternal relations of life,
we stand so close together that when
trouble sets its battery all feel the
thrill Of distress. In the great Chris
tian family the sorrow of one ought to
be the sorrow of all. Is one perse-
cuted9 All are prosecuted. Does one
suffer loss2 We all suffer loss. Is one
bereaveda We are all bereaved.
Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and mortal woe.
II you rejoice at anothers misfortune
you are not one of the sheep, but one
of the goats; and the yulture of sin
hath aligbted on your soul, and not the
dove of the spirit.
THE WILL OF JESUS.
Next notice the family property.
After man OF large estate dies, the
relatives assemble to hear the will read.
So much of the property is willed to
his SONS, and so much to his daughters,
and so much to benevolent societies
Our Lord Jesus hath died, and we are
assembled today to bear the will read.
He says, MY peace give unto you"
Through his apostle he says, "All are
yours" What everything2 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, mountain above mountain,
until sky-lost The forests are full OF
chir6 and buzz and song Trees leal
and birds wing futter with gladness.
Honey makers in the log, and beak
against the bark, and squirrels chatter
ing on the rail- and the call of the
hawk out of clear sky, make you feel
glad. The sun, which kindles con-
flagrations among the castles of cloud,
and sets ninaret and dome afiaIne
stoops to paint the lily white, and the
buttercup yellow, and the forgetmenot
blue.
What can resist the sum- Light for
the voyager over the deepl Light for
the shepherd guarding the flocks aheld !
Light for the poor who have no lamps
to burnt Light for the downcast and
the lowlyl Light for aching eyes and
burning brain and wasted captivel
Light for the smooth brow OF child
hood and for the dim vision of the
octogenarlanl Light for queens coro-
net and for sewing girls needlel Let
there be light Whose morning is this9
My morning. Your morning. Our
Father gave us the picture and hung 1t
on the sky in loops of fire. 1t is the
heirloom of our family.
And so the night. 1t is the full moon.
The mists from shore to shore CLEAN
like shattered mirrors, and tho ocean,
under her glance, comes up with great
tides, painting upon the beach, mingllng
as it were foam and fire. The poor
man blesses God for throwing such q
cheap light through the broken win
dow pane into his cabin; and to the
sick 1t seems light from the other
shore which bounds this great deep OF
human pain and woe If the sun seem
like song full and poured from brazen
Instruments that till heaven and earth
with great harmonies, the moon IL
plaintive and mild, standing beneath
the throne of God, sending up her soft,
sweet voice OF praise, while the stars
listen and the sea.
No mother ever more sweetly guard
ed the sick cradle than all night long
this pale watcher OF the sky bends over
the weary, heartsick, slumbering earth.
Whose is this black framed, black tas-
seled picture of the nightl 1t is the
heirloom Of our family. Ours, the
grandeur Of the spring, the crystals ol
the snow, the coral of the beach, the
odors Of the garden, the harnonies Of
the air.
LRr US INSPECT THE RsTArR.
You cannot SEQ large estate In one
morning. You must take several walks
around Il. The family property of THU
royal house of Jesus is 80 great that we
must take several walks TO get any idea
OF It's extent. Let the first walk be-
around this earth. All these valleys,
the harvasts that wave in them, and
the cattle that pasture them-all these
mountains, and the precious things
hidden beneath them, and the crown OF
glacier they east at the feet OF the AL
pine hurricane these lakes, these
Islands, these continents, are ours.
Ia the second walk go among the
street lamps Of heaven and see stretch
Ing Oft on every side Wilderness Of
worlds For us they shine. For us
they sang at a Savlour's nativity, For
as they will wheel into line, and with
their tanning torches add TO the splen
dor Of our triumph ON the day foI
VIII Oh all other days We're made.
la tho third walk 80 around the Eter'
nal City, As We come near Il, bark IL
the rush OF It's chariots and the wedding
pei of its great towers. The bell OF
heaven has struck twelve. II is high