Connecticut western news., 1892-06-23
and fall down in horrible massacre.

They just wanted to say they had been on the tops of those high peaks. And shall we fear to go out for the ascent of the eternal hills which start a thousand miles beyond where stop the highest peaks of the Alps when in that ascent there is no perilr
 A man doomed to die stepped on the scaffold and said in joy, "Now in ten minutes will know the great secret" One minute after the vital functions ceased, the little child that died last night knew more than Jonathan Ed wards or St. Paul himself before he died. Friends, the exit from this world, or death, if you please to call it, to the Christian is glorious explanation.
 WE SHALL SEE EYE TO EYE.
 It is demonstration. It is illumina- ton. It is sunburst. It is the opening of all the windows. It is shutting up the catechism of doubt and the unroll- ing of all the scrolls of positive and ac- curate information. Instead of stand ing at the foot of the ladder and looking up it is standing at the top of the ladder and looking down. It is the last mys- tery taken out of botany and geology and astronomy and theology.
 Oh, will it not be grand to have all questions answered? The perpetually recurring interrogation point changed for the mark of exclamation. All rid dies solved. Who will fear to go out on that discovery, when all the questions are to be decided which we have been discussing all our lives: Who shall not clap his hands in the anticipation of that blessed country, if it be no better than through holy curiosity, crying, "The time of my departure is at hand?"
 remark again, we ought to have the joy of the text, because, leaving this world, we move into the best society of the universe. You see great crowd of people in some street, and you say: "Who is passing there? What general, what prince is going up there?' We'll, l see a great throng in heaven. l say: "Who is the focus of all that admira- tion? Who is the center of that glitter ing company" It is Jesus, the cham pion of all worlds, the favorite of all ages.
 Do you know what is the first ques- ton the soul will ask when it comes through the gate of heaven2 l think the first question will be. Where is Jesus, the Saviour that pardoned my sin, that carried my sorrows, that fought my bat ties, that won my victories? Oh, radiant onei how 1 would like to see thee! thou of the manager, but without its humilia- tions; thou of the cross, but without its bangs; thou of the grave, but without its darkness.
 ALIVE WITH JESUS.
 The Bible intimates that we will talk with Jesus in heaven just as brother talks with brother. Now, what will you ask him first? 1 do not know. can think what l would ask Paul first if I saw him in heaven. l think would like to hear him describe the storm that came upon the ship when there were two hundred and seventy-fve souls on the vessel, Paul being the only man on board cool enough to describe the storm. There is fascination about a ship and the sea that 1 never shall get over, and think l would like to hear him talk about that first.
 But when l meet my Lord Jesus Christ, of what shall 1 first delight to hear him speak? Now I think what it is. shall first want to hear the tragedy of his last hours, and then Luke's ac- count of the crucifxion, and Marks ac- count of the crucifxion, and Johns ac- count of the crucifxion will be nothing, while from the living lips of Christ the story shall be told of the gloom that fell, and the devils that arose, and the fact that upon his endurance depended the rescue of a race; and there was dark ness in the sky, and there was dark ness in the soul, and the pain became more sharp, and the burdens became more heavy, until the mob began to swim away from the dying vision of Christ, and the cursing of the mob came were fastened to the horizontal piece of the cross, and his feet were fastened to the perpendicular piece of the cross, and his head fell forward in a swoon as he uttered the last moan and cried, 'It is fnishedr' All heaven will stop to listen until the story is done, and every harp will be put down, and every lip closed, and all eyes fixed ou the divine narrator until the story is done, and then, at | the tap of the baton, the eternal orches- tra will rouse up, finger on string of harp, and lips to the mouth of trumpet, there shall roll forth the oratorio of the Messiah. Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive blessing and riches and honor and glory and power, world l without endp'
 | What he endured, oh, who can tell, To save our souls from death and hell! When there was between Paul and | that magnificent Parsonage only the | thinness of the sharp edge of the sword l of the executioner, do you wonder that he wanted to go? Oh, my Lord Jesus let one wave of that glory roll over us
 Harkl l hear the wedding bells of heaven ringing now. The marriage o1 the Lamb has come, and the bride hath made herself ready. And now for g little while goodby. 1 have no morbid | feelings about the future. But if any
 thing should happen that we never meet again in this world, let us meet where there are no partings. Our friendship
 have been delightful on earth, but they
 will be more delightful in heaven. AnG
 now l commend you to God and tht
 word of his grace, which is able to built
 us up and give us an inheritance among
 all them that are sanctifed. Her Nerve and Rifle.
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