The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1891-05-06
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A widowed mother, with her little
child went west, hoping to get better
wages there, and she was taken sick
and died. The overseer Of the poor got
her body and put it in box, and put It
In 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, cry
ing: Bring me back my motherl
bring me back my mother!" And 1t
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 vii
lage was In tears. And that is what a
great many Of you are doing-chasing
the dead. Dear Lord, is there no appease-
ment for all this sorrow that see about
mep Yes, the thought Of resurrection
and reunion far beyond this scene Of
struggle and tears. "They shall hun.
ger no more, neither thirst any more,
neither shall the sun light on them, nor
any heat; for the Lamb which is In the
midst Of the throne shall lead them TO
living fountains Of water, and God shall
wipe away all tears from their eyes"
Across the couches of your sick, and
across the graves of your dead, fling
this shower Of sweet spices. Queen
Ballds, driving up to the pillared portico
of the house Of cedar, carried no such
pungency Of perfume as exhales
to-day from the Lords Garden. II /.
peace. II is sweetness. II is comfort,
1t is infinite satisfaction, this Gospel
commend TO you. Some one could not
understand why an old German Chris
tian scholar used to be always SO calm
and happy and hopeful, when he had
so many trials, and sicknesses, and all.
ments. A man secreted himself in the
house. He said: 81 mean to watch this
old scholar and Christian;" and he saw
the old Christian man go to his room
and sit down on the chair beside the
stand, and open the Bible and begin to
read. He read on and on, chapter
after chapter, hour after hour un.
til his face was all aglow with the
tidings from heaven, and when the
clock struck twelve, he arose, and shut
his Bible, and said: blessed Lord, we
are on the same old terms yet; Good
night, goodnight" o, you sin-parched
and you trouble-pounded, here is COM
fort, here is satisfaction. viii you come
and get II? | cannot tell you what the
Lord offers you hereafter so well as
can tell you now. at doth not yet
appear what we shall be-" Have you
read Of the Tai Mahal in India, in
some respects the most majestic build.
ing on earth? Twenty thousand men
were twenty years in building it. II
cost about sixteen millions Of dollars.
The walls are Of marble, inlaid with
cornelian from Bagdad, and turquoise
from Thibet, and jasper from the Pun.
jaub, and amethyst from Persia, and all
manner of precious stones. A traveller
says that IL seems to him like the shin.
ing Of an enchanted castle Of FURNISHED
silver. The walls are two hundred and
forty-flve feet high, and from the top OF
these springs dome thirty more feet
high, that dome containing the mos,
wonderful echo the world has ever
known; so that ever and anon
travellers standing below with flutes,
and drums, and harps, are testing that
echo, and the sounds from below strike
up and then come down as IL were the
voices of angels all around about the
building. There Is around II garden
of tamarind, and banyan, and palm,
and all the floral glories Of the ran
sacked earth. But that is only tomb
Of dead empress and 1t is tame COM
pared with the grandeurs which God
has builded for your living and immor.
tai spirit o, home of the blessed
Foundations Of gold! Arches Of victoryl
Cap-stones Of praise And dome in
which there are echoing and re-echoing
hallelujahs Of the ages. And around
that mansion is a garden-the garden
Of God-and all the springing fountains
are the bottled tears Of the church
in the wilderness, and all the crimson
Of the flowers is the deep hue that was
caught up from the carnage Of earthly
martyrdoms, and the fragrance is the
prayer Of all the saints, and the aroma
puts into utter forgetfulness the cassia
and the spikenard, and the franklin.
cense, and the world renowned spices
which the Queen Ballis, OF Abyssinia,
flung at the feet of King Solomon.
When shall these eyes thy heaven bnilt walls
And pearly gates behold,
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong,
And streets Of shining goldi
Through obduracy on our part, and
through the rejection of that Christ
which makes heaven possible, wonder
II any Of us will miss that spectacle? I
fear! fearl The queen Of the south
will rise up in judgment against this
generation and condemn II, be-
cause she came from the utter
most parts OF the earth to hear the wis
dom Of Solomon, and behold, greater
than Solomon Is herel May God grant
that through your ownpractical expert
ence you may find that religions ways
are ways Of pleasantness, and that all
her paths are paths Of peace-that II Is
perfume now and perfume forever. And
there was an abundance Of spice;
neither was there any such spice as