The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-12-07


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morning Voc MUS. take several walks
arc2n1 is. Ths family property Of this
RIVAL house q Jesus Is 50 great that we
nus. tsks several walks 70 get any ides OF
its extent. Lss the first walk be around
this earth. AL those valleys, the hArveets
that wave in them, and the cattle that
pasture them-a0 these mountains. and the
precious things hidden beneath them, and
the crown OF glacier they cast at the feet of
the Alpine hurricane-all these lakes, these
islands, these continents. are ours. In tie
second walk 60 among the street lamps Of
hesven, and see stretching of on every
side q wilderness Of worlds For US they
shine. For US they sang at a Savior's
nativity. For US they will wheel into line,
and with their flaming torches add to the
splendor Of our triumph on the day for
which all other days were made. In the
third walk, go around the Eternal City. AS
We come near it, bark to the rush Of the
chariots. and the wedding peal of its great
towers. The bell of heaven has struck
twelve. It is high noon. Wei LOOK off upon
the chaplets which never fade,
the eyes that never weep,
the temples that ns7er close, the
loved ones that never part, the procession
that never halts, the trees that never wither,
the walls that never can be captured, the
sun that never sets, until we can no longer
gaze, and we hide our eyes and exclaim:
Eye hath not seen. nor ear heard, neither
have entered into the heart of man, the
things which God hath prepared for them
that love him" As these tides If glory RISE
We have TO retreat and hold fast lest we be
swept off and drowned in the emotions
of gladness, and thanksgiving, and tri-
umph.
What think you of the family propertyl
1t is considered an honor to marry into a
family where there is large wealth. The
Lord, the bridegroom OF earth and heaven,
offers You his heart and his hand, saying, in
the words of the great canticles: Rise up,
my love, my fair one, and come away" and
once having put ON thy hand the Agnet-
ring of his love, you will be endowed with
the wealth OF earth, and all the honors Of
heaven.
Almost every family looks back to
homestead-some country-plaoe where you
grew up. You sat on the door-sill You
heard the footstep OF the rain on the garnet
roof. You swung en- the gate. You raa,
sacked the barn. You waded into the brook.
You threshed the orchard for apples and
the neighboring woods for nuts and every
thing around the old homestead Is of inter
est to you. tell you Of the old homestead
of eternity. In nv Fathers house are many
mansions. When we talk of mansions we
think OF Chatsworth, and its park, nine
miles in circumference, and its conserv atcry,
that astonishes the world its galleries Of
art, that contain the triumphs of Chantrey,
Canova, and Thorwaldsen; of the kings
and the queens who have walked It's
stately halls, or, flying over the heather,
have hunted the grouse. But all the dwell<
ingplaces of dukes, and princes, and queens,
are as nothing TO the family mansion that
is already awaiting our arrival The hand
OF the Lord Jesus lifted the pillars. and
swung the doors, and planted the parks.
Angels walk there, and the good of
all ages. The poorest man in that house
is millionaire, and the lowliest q
king, and the temest word he speaks is
an anthem, and the shortest life an eternity.
1t took a Paxton to build for Chatsworth
covering for the wonderful flower, vic
ria regia five feet in diameter But our
lily OF the valley shall need no shelter from
the blast, and In the open gardens Of God
shall put forth its full bloom, and all heaven
shall come to look at it, and its aroma shall
be as though the cherubim had swung be-
fore the throne thousand censers. have
not seen 1T yet. l am in foreign land.
But my Father Is waiting for me to come
| home. have brothers and sisters there. In
the Bible ! have letters from there, telling
| me whata fine place 1t is. 1t matters not
much TO me whether am rich or poor. or
| whether the world hates me or loves me. or
whether l go by land or by sea, If
| only may lift my eyes at last on
the family mansion. It is not frail house.
built In month, soon to crumble, but an
old mansion which is as firm as the day it yves
built. Its walls are grown with the ivy Of
many ages, and the urns at the gateway are
abloom with the century plants Of eternity.
The Queen of Sheba hath walked its halls,
| and Esther. and Marie Antoinette, and
Lady Huntington, and Cecil, and Jeremy
Taylor, and Samuel Rutherford, and John
Miltoni and the widow who gave two mites
and the poor men from the hospital-these
last two perhaps outshining all the kings
and queens of eternity.
A family mansion means reunion.
Some Of your families are very much
scattered. The children married, and
went of to ST. Louis, or Chicago, - or
Charleston; but perhaps once a year you
come together at the old place. How you
wake up the old piano that has been silent
for yearsl Father and mother do not
play on it, How You bring out the old
relics, and rummage the garnet, and open
| old scrap-books, aud shout, and laugh, and
cry, and talk over old times, and, though
you may be forty-hve years Of age, act as
| though you we're sixteens Yet soon it i:
| good-by at the car-window, and good-by al
tie steamboat wharf. But how will we act
at tae reunion in the old family mansion of
heaven 2 1t is a good while since YOU
parted at the door of the grave. There will
be Grace, and Mary, ana Martha, and
Charlie, and Lizzie, and all the darings OF
your household-not pale, and sick, and
! gaSping for breath, as when you saw them
last, but their eyes bright with the luster OF
heaven, and their cheek roseate with tie
| flush of celestial summer.
What clasping of handsi What embrac.
! ingsl What coming together OF lip to lipl
| What tears of joyl You say: IL thought
there were no tears in heaven" There must
be, for the Bible says tnat: God shall
win "a ruax ~ ~