Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1892-09-10

sympathetic hearts of the age; and ut
every victory gained there comes down
the laundering applause of great null
titude that no man can number. "Be-
ing compassed about with so great a
cloud of witnesses"
On the first elevation Of the ancient
amphitheater, on the day of celebra-
ton, sat Tiberius, or Augustus, or the
reigning king. So, in the great arena
of spectators that watch our struggles,
and in the first divine gallery, as shall
call it, sits our king, one Jesus. On his
head IRE many crowns The Roman
emperor got his place by cold blooded
conquests; but our King has come to
His place by the broken hearts healed,
and the tears wiped away, and the
souls redeemed. The Roman emperor
sat with folded arms Indifferent as to
whether the swordsman or the lion
beat, but our Kings sympathies are all
with U.S. Nay, unheard of condescen-
sion!. see Him come down from the
gallery into the arena to help us in the
| fight, shouting until all up and down
his voice is heard: Fear not! will
help thee! / will strengthen thee by
the right hand of my power"
They gave to the men in the arena,
in the olden time, food to thicken their
blood, so that it would flow slowly, and
that for a longer time the people might
gloat over the scene. But our King
has no pleasure in our wounds, for we
are bone OF His bone, flesh of His flesh,
blood of His blood.
In all the anguish of our heart
The man OF sorrow bore part
Once, in an anchient amphitheater, n
lion with one paw caught the, combat
ants sword, and with the other caught
his shield. The man took his knife
from his girdle and slew the beast. The
king, sitting in the gallery, said: THAT
was not fair; the lion must be slain by
q sword" Other lions were turned out
and the poor victim fell. You cry,
shane. shame!' ut such meanness.
But the King in this case is our brother,
and He will see that we have fair play
He will forbid the rushing out of more
lions than we can meet; He will not
suffer us to be tempted above that we
are able. Thank God! The King is in
the gallery! His eyes are on us. His
heart is with us. His hand will deliver
u.s. Blessed are all they who put
their trust in Him."
Now, bring on your lions! Who can
fear? All the spectators in the angelic
gallery are our friends. HE shall give
his angels charge over thee to keep
thee in all thy ways. They shall bear
thee up in their hands, lest thou dash
thy foot against stone. Thou shalt
tread upon the lion and adder; the
young lion and dragon shalt thou tram
pie under foot"
Though the arena be crowded with
temptations we shall with the angelic
help strike them down in the name of
our God and leap on their fallen car
casses! y bending throng of bright
angelic faces and swift wings and
lightning foot. hail you to-day from
the dust and struggle of the arena.
l look again and see the gallery of
the prophets and apostles. Who are
those mighty ones up yonder? Hosea,
and jeremiah, and Daniel, and Isaiah,
and Paul. and Peter, and John, and
James. There sits Noah. waiting for
all the world to come into the ark; and
Moses waiting till the last Red sea shall
divide; and jeremiah, waiting for the
Jews 10 return, and John of the Apoca-
lypse, waiting for the swearing of the
angel that time shall be no longer.
Glorious spirits! Yc were howled Mt,
We were stoned. We were spat upon!
They have been in this fight themselves,
and they are al with us. Daniel knows
all about lions. Paul fought with
beasts at Ephesus.
look again, and see the gallery of
the martyrs Who is that? Hugh Lati-
mer, sure enough He would not
apologies for the truth preached; and
so he died, the night before swinging
from the bed post in perfect glee at the
thought of emancipation. Who are that
army of G,GGG? They are the Theban
legion who died for the faith. Here is
larger host in magnificent array
S., 0OO-who persisted for Christ in the
prosecutions of Diocletian. Wonder is n
family group, Felicitas of Rome, and
her children. While they were dying
for the faith she stood encouraging
them. One son was whipped to death
by thorns; another was flung from n
rock; another was beheaded. At last
the mother became martyr. There
they are together-a family group in
Heaven! Yonder Is John Bradford, who
said in the fire: 1--WE shall have merry
supper with the Lord tonight" Yon-
der is Henry Woes, who exclaimed, as
he died: If / had ten heads, they
should all fall off for Christi" The
great throng of the martyrs! They had
hot lead poured down their throats;
horses were fastened to their hands,
and other horses to their feet, and thus
they were pulled apart; they had their