Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-10-16


ent orbits in which 20 revolve, and If you do
not get the divine direction there are st least
fifteen hundred and Dinety-nine million pos
sfbiIities that you will make mistake. On
your knees before God get the matter settled
so that you can firmly say, TO this end was
/ born"
And now I come TO the climacteric con-
sheraton As near as / can tell. you were
built for a happy eternity, all the disasters
which have happened to your nature to be
overcome by the blood OF the Lamb II you
will heartily accept that Christly arrange
ment We are all rojoiced at the increase
of human longevity. People live, as near as
/ can observe, about ten years longer than
they used to. The modern doctors do not
bleed their patients on all occasions as did
the former doctors In those times IL a man
had fever they bled him, If he had con-
sumption they bled him, IL be had rheuma-
tism they bled him, and ii they could not
make out exactly what was the matter they
bled him. Olden time phleootomy was
deaths coadjutor All this has changed.
From the way see people skipping about
at eighty years of age, | conclude that life
insurance companies will have to change
their table of risks, and charge man no
more premium at seventy than they used TO
do when he was sixty, and no more premium
at fifty than when he Was forty By the ad-
vancement of medical science and the wider
acquaintance with the laws OF health, and
the fact that people know better how to
take care OF themselves, human life Is pro-
longed But do you realize what, after all,
IS the brevity of our earthly state? In the
times when people lived seven and eight
hundred years, the patriarch Jacob said that
his years were few.
Looking at the life of the youngest person
in this assembly and supposing he lived to
be nonagenarian, how short the time and
soon gone, while banked up in front Of US is
an eternity SO vast that arithmetic has not
figures enough to express its length or height
For happy eternity you were born unless
you run yourse'f against the divine inten-
lions. If standing in your presence my eye
should fall upon the feeblest soul here as that
soul will appear when the world let's it up.
and heaven entrances it, [ suppose l would
be so Overpowered that l should drop down
dead.
You have examined the family Bible and
explored the family records and you may
have daguerreotypes Of some of the kindred
OF previous generations, you have had pho
tOgPaphs taken of what you were in bOyhOOd
or girlhood, and what you were ten years
later, and it is very interesting to any one
to be able to look back upon pictures OF what
he was ten or twenty or thirty years ago;
but have you ever had a picture taken of
what you may be and what you will be if
you seek after God AMI feel the Spirits re-
generating power' Where shall plant the
camera to take the picture? I plant it On
this platform. [ direct it toward you. Sit
still or stand still while I take the picture.
1t shall be ar instantaneous picture. There!
I have it. 1t is done. You can see the pic
ture in its imperfect state and get some idea
OF what it will be when thoroughly de-
veloped.
There is your resurrected body, SO bril-
liant that be monday sun is patch Of mid
night compared with it. There is your SOUL
SO pure that all the forces of diabolism could
not spot it with an imperfectiOn. There is
your being, SO mighty and SO swift that
fight from heaven to Mercury or Mars or
Jupiter and back again to heaven would not
weary you, and world on each shoulder
would not crush you. An eye that shall
never feel fatigue. A brow that shall
never throb with pain. You are young
again. though you died of decrepitude.
You are we'll again, though you coughed or
every day associates are the apostles and
prophets and martyrs, and most exalted
souls, masculine or feminine, Of all the CEN
turtles. The Archangel to you no en-
barrassment. God Himself your pre-
sent and everlasting joy; That is
an instantaneous picture of what you may
be, and what am sure some of you will be. If
you realize that it is an imperfect picture,
my apology is what the apostle John said.
1T doth not yet appear what we shall be-"
"To this end was I born" If [ did not
think so I would be overwhelmed with
melancholy.
The world does very well for a little while,
eighty, OF hundred or hundred and fifty
years, ana l. C01Qk UQdC human longevity
may yet be improved up to that prolonga-
ton, for now there is so little room between
our cradle and our grave cannot accom-
plish much, but who would want to dwell
in this world for all eternity! Some think
this earth will finally be turned into
heaven. Perhaps it may, but it would
have to undergo radical repairs, and through
eliminations and evolutions and revolutions
and transformations infinite, to make it de-
sirable for eternal residence
All the east winds would have to become
west winds, and all the winters changed to
springtides, and the volcanoes extnguished,
and the oceans chained to their beds and
the epidemics forbidden entrance, and the
world so fixed up that think it would take
more to repair this old world than to make
an entirely new one. But I must say l do
not care where heaven is if we can only get
there, whether a gardenzed America, an
emparadisad Europe, or world central to
the whole universe. 'To this end was I
born" If each one OF could say that we
would go with faces shining and hopas ex-
hilarant amid earttls worst misfortunes and
trials. Only a little while and then the
rapture. Only little while and then the
reunion. Only little while AMI then the
TRANSPORTATION.
In the Seventeenth century all Europe was
threatened with wave of Asiatic barbarism.
and Vienna was especially besieged The
king and his court had fed, and nothing
could save the city from being overwhelmed
unless the king OF Poland, John SoDieski, to
whom they had sent Tor help, should, with
his army, come down for the relief and
from every root and tower the inhabitants
of Vienna watched and waited and hoped,
until on the morning of September II the
rising sun threw an unusual and IN
parallele1 brilliancy. It was the reflection
of the swords and shields and helmets of
John Sobieski and his army coming down