Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1891-12-12

worth ana It's park, nine miles IN cir
conference, and its conservatory, thai
astonishes the world; its galleries of art
that contain the trinnphs Of Cliantrey,
Canova and Thorwaldsen; of the kings
and the queens who have walked its
stately halls or, flying over the heather,
have hunted the grouse. But all the
dwelling places of dukes and princes
and queens are as nothing to the fam
! lily mansion that is already awaiting
our arrival. The hand of the Lord
Jesus lifted tie pillars, and swung the
doors, and planted the parks. Angels
walk there, and the good of all ages.
Tile poorest man in that house is a
millionaire and the lowliest IA king, and
the taInest word lie speaks is an an.
them and the shortest lie an eternity.
THE OPEN GARDENS OF GoD.
It9took Paxton to build for Chats
worth covering for the wonderful
flower Victoria Regia, five feet in diam
eter. But5our Lilyo 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 shah
be as though the cllerubim had swung
before the throne thousand censers
I have not seen it yet. am in for.
eign land. But my father is waiting
for me to come home. ! have brothers
and sisters there. In the Bible l have
letters from there telling me what q
fine place it is. It1natters not much to
me whether am rich or poor, or
whether the world hates me or loves
me, or whether go by land or by sea,
if only ]. may lift my eyes at last on the
family mansion.
1t is not a frail house, built in a
month. soon to crumble, but an old
mansion Which is as firm as the day it
was built Its walls are grown with
the ivy of many ages and the urns at
the gateway are ablooln with the cen
fury plants of eternity. The Queen of
Sheba hath walked it's halls, and Es-
ther and Marie Antoinette and Lady
Huntingdon and Cecil and Jeremy
Taylor and Samuel Rutherford and
John Milton, and the widow who gave
Cwo mites, and the poor Inen from the
ospital-thesc last two perhaps out
shining all the kings and queens Of eter-
nifty.
A family mansion means reunion.
Some of your families are very much
scattered. The children married and
went off to ST. Louis or Chicago or
Charleston; but perhaps once year
you come together at the old place.
How you wake up the old piano that
has been silent for years! Gather and
mother do not play on it-) How you
bring out the old relics, and rummage
the garnet, and open old scrapbooks,
and shout and laugh and cry and talk
over old times, and, though you may
be forty-fivc years of age, act as though
you were sixteen! Yet soon tits goodby
at the car window and goodby at the
steamboat wharf.
in the old family VI n az 81 te reunion
the door of the grave. rnere-
Grace and Mary and Martha and
Charlie and Lizzie and all the darlinss
of your household-not pale and sick
and gasping for breath, as when you
saw them last, but their eye bright
with the luster of heaven and their
cheek roseate with the flush of celestial
summer.
What clasping Of hands! What EN-
bracings! What coming together of
lip to lip! What tears of JOY! You
say, II thought there were no tears in
heaven" There must be, for the Bible
says thar "God shall wipe them away"
and if there were no tears there how
could he wipe them away They can
not be tears of grief or tears of disap-
pointrnent. They must be tears OF
gladness. Christ will come and say:
''What, child Of heaven is it too much
for tlecs Dost thou break down under
the gladness of this reunion? Then l
will help thee" And with his one arm
around us and the other arm around
our loved one he shall hold us up in
the eternal jubilee.
OH, DAY OF REUNION.
Willie I speak, some of you with
broken hearts can hardly hold your
peace. You feel as if you would speak
out and say: "Oh, blessed day, speed
on! Toward thee I press with blistered
feet over the desert way. My eyes fail
for their weeping I faint from listen
ing for feet that will not come, and the
sound of voices that will not speak.
Speed on, oh, day of reunionl And
then, Lord Jesus, be not angry with
me ii after have just once kissed thy
blessed feet I turn around to gather
up the long lost treasures OF my Leart.
Oh, be not angry with me! One look
at thee were heaven. But all these
reunions are heaven encircling heaven,
heaven overlapping heaven, heaven
commingIing with heaven"
was at Mount Vernon, and went
into the dining room in which our first
president entertained the prominent
men of this and other lands. 1t was q
very interesting spot. But, oh, the
banqueting hall of the family mansion
of which l speak! Spread the table,
spead it wide, for great multitude are
to sit at it. From the Tree by the
River gather the twelve manner OF
fruits for that table.
Take the clusters from the heavenly
vineyards and press them into the gold
en- tankards for that table. On baskets
carry in the bread of which, if man
l,,,pror TAXA q Ill