Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1891-09-12

he could not any longer endure the
lnisfortunes of the world. and who
said: ''At four O'Clock this afternoon
/ shall put an end to my own existence.
Meanwhile, | must toll on up to that
time for the sustenance oflny family. :"
And he wrote on his book until the
clock struck four. when he folded up
his manuscript, and, by his own hand,
concluded his earthly life.
There are men here who are perfect
lily Disconnected. Unhappy in the past.
unllnppy5today, to be unhappy forever,
] unless you come to the Gospel we'll
! This satisfies the soul with a lligll. deep.
all absorbing and eternal satisfaction.
1t COMES and it offers the iuoSt unfortu-
nate man SO much of this world rs is
4 best for him, and throws oil heaven
1 into tile. bargain The wealth of
/ sCrnsils and of oil the Rothschilds is
sonly2a poor: miserable shilling com
pared with the ctornal fortunes that
Christ offers you today.
- In the far east ttlereswas u king who
used once year to get can q scales,
4ewhile:on ,tlesetlier side thesscales were
placed gold anil silver and gems; in
deed, enough were.placed there to bal
ance the king; then, at the close Of
the weighing. all these treasures were
thrown among the popalace. But
Christ today steps on one side the
scales, and on the other side are all tile
treasures of the universe, and he says,
"All are yours-all height, all depth,
all length. all breadth. all eternity; all
are yours. We don't appreciate tine
promises of the Gospel.
When an aged clergyman was dying
IA man very eminent in the church.
q young theological student stood by
his side. and the aged man looked up
and said to him, Cant you give me
some comfort in my dying hourT'
No" said the young man; II carTt
, talk to you on this subject; you know
all about it and have known itso long"
We'll" said the dyingm man, lust rccite
to lie some promises. :" The young
man tlloughta moment, and lie came to
this promise. THE blood of jesus Christ
cleansetll from all sim" and the old
man clappcd his hands. and in lis
dying moment said: That's just tile
promise l have been waiting for. The
blood OF Jesus Christ cleanseth from all
sin. y Oh. the warmth, the grandeur,
the magniflcence of the promises!
COME ALL YE TROUBLED.
Come also, to this Gospel well, all
ye troubled. lido not suppose you have
escaped Compare your view of this
life at fifteen years OF age with What
your view of it is at forty or sixty or
seventy. What great contrast Of
opinionl Were you right then, or are
you right now? Two cups placed in
your hands. the one sweet cup, tlie
other a sour cup A cup of joy and a
cup of grief Which has been the near
est to being full, and out of which have
you the more frequently partaken7
What different place the cemetery is
from what it used to be. Once it was
to you grand city improvement, and
you went out ON the pleasure excursion,
and you ran laugAingly up the mound.
and you criticised in light way tle
epitaph.
But since the day when you heard
the bel toll ct the gate as you went in
with the procession. it is IL sad place,
and there is Il Hood of rushing, memo
ries that suffuse the eye and ovcrInas-
ter the heart. Oh. yoli lave had trou-
BILE, trouble, trouble God only knows
how much you have had. 1t il Won
der you have been able to live through
it. 1t is;l wonder your nervous system
has not been shattered and your brain
has not reelcd. Trouble. trouble. If
could gather all the grieis, of all
sorts. from this great audience, and
could put them in one scroll, neither
man nor angel could endure the recita-
ton.
Well, what do you want2 Would
you like to have your property back
againY No" you say, us a Christian
man; II was becoming arrogant, and
think that is why the Lord took it
away. don't want to have my prop
erty back" Well, would you have
your departed friends back again3
mo" you say; Il couldn't take the
responsibility OF bringing them FROM a
fearless realm to realm OF tears. |
couldn't do it." Well. then. what do
you want2 A thousand voices in the
audience cry out. Comfort; give us
comfort. For that reason have
rolled away the stone from the wells
mouth. Come, all We wounded of the
flock. pursued OF the wolves. come to
the fountain where tile Lords sick and
bereft ones have come.
WE SHALL MEET AGAIN.
'AE, says some one. you are not
old enough to understand my sorrows.
You have not been in the world us long
us have, and you can't talk to me
about my nlislortunes in the time oi
old age" Well, 1 have been great
deal among old people, and | know
how they feel about their failing
health, and about their departed
friends, and about the loneliness that
sometimes strikes through their sonl.
After two persons have lived together
for forty or fifty years. and one Of them
is taken away. What desolation!
shall not forget the cry of the late
Rev. DR.. DE Witt of New York, when
he stood at the open grave of his below
ed wife. and after tile obsequies had
ended, lie looked down into the open
place and said: Farewell. my honored,
faithful and beloved wife. The bond
that bound us is severed Thou art in
glory and am lIerc.on earth. We shall
meet again. Farewell! Farewell ~ To