The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1891-08-11

er 1t had been draining his last drop OF
blood, the sheeted dead b,rstlng from
The sephulchres at his crucifixion. Tell
me. o GethsemaRe and Golgotha! were
there ever darker times than those? Like
the booming of the midnight sea against
the rock, the surges of Christ's anguish
beat against the gates of eternity, to be
echoed back by all thrones of heaven and
all the dungeons of hell. But the day O
reward COMES for Christ: all the pomp
and dominion of this world are to be
hung on his throne, uacrowned heads
are to bow before him on whose head
are many crowns. and all the celestial
worship Is to come up 1t his feet, like
the humming of the forest, IKE the
rushing of'the waters, like the thunder
ing of the seas, while all heaven, rising
on their thrones, beat time with their
sceptres: "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, the
kingdoms OF this world have become the
kingdoms of our Lord Jesus Christ.
That song Of love, low and far,
Ere long shall swell from star to star;
That light, the breaking day which tips
The golden.spired Apocalypse
1t seemed to be OF no importance ha
Jubal invented rude instrument of
music, calling them harp and organ; but
they were the introduction of all the
worlds minstrelsY; and as you hear the
vibration of strlnged instrument, even
after the fingers have been taken away
from IL, 80 all music now of lutte aud
drum and cornet is only the long.con-
tiuued strains OF Jubal's harp and Juba's ;
organ. 1t seemed to be a matter of very
little Importance that Tubal Cain learned
the uses Of copper and iron; but that rude
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In the rattle OF Birmingham machinery,
and the roar and bang of factories on the
Merrimac.
Again, see in my subject an illustra-
ton of the beauty of female industry.
Behold Ruth toiling IN the harvest-feld
under the hot sun, or at noon taking
plain bread with the reapers, or eating
the parched corn which Boaz handed to
her. The customs Of society, of course,
have changed, and without the hardshlps
an exposure to which Ruth was sub
ljected, every intelligent woman will find
something to do. [ know there is q
sickIy sentimentalitv on this subject. In
some families there are persons of
practical service to the household or
community, and though there are SO
many woes all around about them IN the
world, they spend their time langul ,hing
over q new pattern, or bursting into
tears at midnight over the story ofsome
lover who shot HIMSELF They would
not deign to look at Ruth carrying back
the barley on her way home to her
mother.iu-law, Naomi. All this fastidi-
BUSINESS may seem to do very we'll while
they are under the shelter of their
fathers house; hut when the sharp win.
ter OF misfortune comes, what of these
butterflies? Persons under indulgent
parentage may get upon themselves
habits of indolenee; but when they come
out into practical life their soul will
recoii with disgust and chagrin. They
will feel in their hearts what the poet
so severely satirzed when he said:
Folks are so awkward, things so impolite,
They're elegantly panied from morn till
night.
Through that gate of indo.ence how
many men and women have marched,
useless on earth, to destroyed eternity!
Splpola said to Sir Horace We're: "Ql
what did your brother die?" "Of having
not ing to do" was the answer. "Ah!''
said Spinola, that's enough TO kill any
general of u.s." Oh! can it be possible in
this world, where there is 80 much suffer
ing to be alleviated, 80 much darkness to
be enlightened, and 80 many burdens to
be carried, that there is any person who
cannot find ANYTHING to do?
NADIA he de Stael did a world of work
in her time; and one day, while she was
seated amid In ,trumenis of music, all OF
which she had mastered, and amid man.
uscript books which she had written,
some one said TO her: "How do YOU
find time to attend to all these thinysY'
"Oh!" she replied, 18th ese are not the
things l am proud of. My chief boast
Is IN the fact that L have seventeen
trades, by anyone ofwhich could make O
livelihood if necessary And If in sec.
ular spheres there is so much to be done,
in spiritual work how vast the field!
How many dying all around about us
without one word of comfort! We want
more Abigails, more Hannahs, more
Rebeccas, more Mary's more Deborahs
ecrated-body, mind, soul,-to the
Lord who brought them.
Once more learn from my subject the
value Of cleaning. Ruth going into the
harvest-tield might have said: "There
is straw, and there is straw. but
what is straw? 1 can't get any barley
for myself or my mother-in-law out oil
these separate straws." Not so said
beautiful Ruth. She gathered two straws,
anil she put them together, and more
straws, until she got enough 10 niake q
"heaf. Patting that down sho went and
gathered more straws, until she had an.
other sheaf, and another, and an.
other, and another, and then she brought
them all together, and smoothed them
out. and she had an ephah or barley
nigh bushel. Oh, that we might all
be cleaners!
Elihu Burritt learned many things
while toiling in blacksmth's shop.
Abeacrombie, the world.renowncd
philosopher, was physician in Scot
land, and he got his philosophy or the
chief part of it, while, as a physician
he was waiting for the door of the sick.
room to open. Yet how many there are
in this day who say they are so busy
they have no time for ments or spritu
al improvements; the great duties of life
cross the field like strong reapers. and
carry off all the hours, and there is only
here and there fragment lett that il
not worth cleaning. All, my friends
: you could 90 into the busiest day and
busiest week OF your life and find golden
opportunities, winch, gathered, might al
last make whole sheaf for the Lord's
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