Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1891-06-15

beautiful landscape; great for music for
those who like music; great for professions
for those who like armies on white horses,
and great for anything that one especially
desires in such rapturous dominion; and
through the doings of one who was born
about five miles south Of Jerusalem and
died about ten minutes walk from its east
ern gate all may enter that great heaven
for the earnest and heartfelt asking Is
that all2 That is all What, then, is your
work and mine? Our work is to persuade
people to face that way and start thither
ward and finally go in. But has not rel
gion something to do with this world us
well as the nextl Oh, yes; but do you not
see that il the people start for heaven on
their way there they will do all the good
they CAM They will at the very start Of
the journey get so much of the spirit of
Christ, which is spirit Of kindness and
self sacrifice and generosity and burden
bearing and helpfulness, that every step
they take will resound with good deeds.
| Oh, get your religion off Of stiltsl Get it
down out of the high towersl Get it on Il
level with the wants and woes of our poor
human racel Get it out of the dusty thee
J logical books that few people read, and put
| it in their hearts and lives. Good thing IS
it to profess religion when you join the
church. but every day, somehow, we ought
to profess religion.
A peculiar patchwork quilt was during
the civil war, made by n lady and sent to
the hospitals at the front. She had a boy
in the army, and was naturally interested
| in the welfare of soldiers But what
patchwork quilt she sent On every block
of the quilt was u passage of Scripture ora
verse of hymn. The months and years of
the war went by. On that quilt many
wounded man had lain and suffered and
died. But one morning the hospital nurse
saw a patient under that blanket kissing
the figure of a leaf in the quilt, and the
nurse supposed he was only wandering in
| his mind. But no; he was the son of the
mother who had made the quilt and he
| recognized that figure Of a leaf as part of a
| gown his mother used to wear, and it re.
minded him of home. "Do you know where
this quilt came fromP he asked The nurse
answered, 81 can find out, for there was a
card pinned fast to it, and will find that"
Sure enough, it confirmed what he thought
Then the nurse pointed to a passage of
Scripture in the block of the quilt, the
passage which says, "When he was yet q
great way off his father saw him and ran
and fell on his neck and kissed him."
''Yes." said the dying soldier 81 was a
great way off, but God has met me and had
compassion on me-" "Shall write to your
mother and tell her that the lost one is
found and the dead is alive agaln" He
answered, ~ wish you would, if it would
not be too much trouble" Do you sup
pose that woman who made that quilt and
filled it with Scripture passages had any
trouble about who MolchiZcdok was, or
how the doctrine of Gods sovereignty can
be harmonized with mans free agency, or
who wrote the Pentateuch or the incon
sistencies of the Nicene crced2 No, no; go
to work for God and suffering humanity
and ell your doubts and fears and mysteries
and unbeliefs put together will not be heavy
enough to stir the chemists scales, which
is accustomed to weighing one-fftieth part
of grain of chamomile flowers. Why stop
moment to understand the mysteries
when there are so many certitudesp Why
spend our time exploring the dark garrets
and coal holes of great palace which has
above ground one hundred rooms flooded
with sunshineP 1t takes all my time to
absorb what has been revealed, so that
have no time to upturn and root out and
drag forth what has not been revealed.
The most of the effort to solve mysteries
and explore the inexplicable and harmonic
things is an attempt to help the Lord out
of theological difficulties. Good enough in
tention, my brother, no doubt; but the Lord
is not anxious to have you help him He
will keep his throne without your assist
ance Don't be afraid that the Bible will
fall apart from inconsistencies. 1t hung
together many centuries before you were
born, and your funeral sermon will be
preached from text taken from its undis
turbed authenticity.
him why cannot we VINO are now living
see his descent Must it all be postponed
to later agesi Has not our poor world
groaned long enough in mortal agones2
Have there not been martyrs enough. and
have not the lakes of tears and the rivers
of blood been deep enoughS Why cannot
the final glory roll in nowS Why cannot
this dying century feel the incoming tides
of the oceans of heavenly mercy Must
our eyes close in death and our ears take
on the deafness of the tomb, and these
hearts beat their last throb before the day
comes in2 o Christi Why Earliest thou2
Wilt thou not, before we go the way of all
the earth, let us see thy Scared feet under
some MONDAY cloud coming this way2 Be
fore we die let us behold thy hands that
were spiked, spread out in benedction for
mortal ears, hear that voice which spoke
peace as thou didst 90 up, speak pardon |
and emancipation and love and holiness
and JOY to all nations Us thou CONTEST DOWN
But the skies do not part. hear no |
rumbling of chariot wheels coming down
over the sapphire. There is no swoop of
wings. | see no flash of angelic appear
ances All is still. | hear nothing but the
tramD of nv own heart as | Dause between |
these utterances. The king does not land |
because the world is not ready and the
church is not ready To clear the way for
the Lords coming let us devote all our en-
ergies of body mind and soul. A Russian
general riding over the battlefield, his horse
treading amid the dying and dead, awound |
ed soldier asked him for water. but the |
DO you know that think that if all |
ministers in all denominations would stop |
this nonsense of ecclesiastical strife and |
take hold the word of God, the only ques. |
zion with each of us being how many souls |
we can bring to Christ and in how short a |
time, the Lord would soon appear for the |
salvation of all natonsS When the young |
queen of England visited Scotland many |
years ago great preparations were made |
for her reception. The vessel in which she |
sailed was far out at sea, but every hill in |
Scotland was illumined with bonfires and
torches. The night was set on fire with ar
tiiicial illumination. The queen, standing |
on ships deck, knew from that that Scot
land was full of heartiest welcome, and the
thunder OF the great guns at Glasgow and |
Edinburgh castle woke up all the echoes.
Booml they sounded out over the sea.
Booml they sounded mp among the hills,
Do you know that | think that our King |