Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1892-10-20

and don't display your shocking Usage in Gods
Tree air which is intended for benedction and
not curse. Let these God given breezes bear
the sweet fragrance OF the flowers snd not the
miasma and choke damp OF the internal pit lei
Il set TO warbling the threats Of the happy birds
and not rouse the shrieks ana horrible cursings
Of the demons OF Pandemonium. For shame. for
shame, o citizens. that we should allow the devil
to give Us any hush money, that we
should take a bride at his hands and
permit him 70 go on stalking abroad under the
light Of the MONDAY sun king whom he may
deyour Has he an me. e.. he be any graft
tude: No. he viii take your Ct I'D and mine IN
less they are carefully housed cut Of his way or
walk forth protected by body 81 .rd Of angels
OF light. What complaint have on to makes He
has paid you for the the privilege o. devouring
your child; you have given your CO aseut. you
have sighed the contract.
o, what a task see before the poet Of this
slavery Of intemperance. 1 hear the clanking
chains Of a million slaves or more; hear the
crack Of the slave drivers whip, hear his course
bru:al voice, see the Uncle Toms Cabins in
which the slaves live, with bare floors and rag
ged children and broken hearted. wan. lean
faced mothers, see knives and pistols and
blood and death, / see men in delirium tremsns
suffering more than any black slave ever suffer
ed from the planters whip, see hearts black
with remorse aud yet see all this vast host OF
slaves clinging to their slavery II in that were
their only hope. The fret task Of the poet, then,
viii be to sing into their hearts desire for free
dom. That love OF freedom was Unborn In the
black slave OF the south it was freedom that he
ionged for; that hope was to him 8 never setting
star. IL the slaves Of intemperanee Of this land
would put in plea for freedom. every distillery,
every brewery. every saloon, would be swept
from this country in six months time, by the
maelstrom OF moral sentiment and righteous
indignation. But who will hazard his life TO set
the captive free when he has no love for free
dom. o. that there might be ten thousand
Whittiers to sing into the hearts of these slaves
a love for freedom. and. then. one Whittier
would be enough to sing into the hearts Of this
people the moral purpose to rescue the slave
from the power Of the slave master
And now as to that last division of this text.
singing with grace in your hearts INTO God"
Yes Whittier sang with grace in his heart unto
God. His life was spent, not in outward things,
but in the deeps of Gods truths, and from out
this invisible but very real world we hear him
sing his song Of Eternal Goodness"
20 friends with whom my feet have trod
The quiet aisles OF prayer,
Glad witness to your zeal for God
And love of man bear.
mot mine to look where cherubilA
And seraphs may not see,
But nothing can be good in him
Which evil is in me.
The wrong that pains my soul below
dare not throne above,
know not of his hate,-I know
His goodness and his love.
mo offering of my own l have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
can but give the gifts he gave
And plead his love for love.
And so beside the silent sea
wait the muffied oar;
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
'And thou, Lord by whom are seen
Thy creatures they be.
Forgive me il too close lean
My human heart on thee"
Whittier is dead; his funeral was at Amesbury,
Mass. In that assembly OF mourners were oliver
Wendell Holmes. E. c. Stedman, Mrs. Harriet
Prescott SpoTord, Mrs. Elizabeth Stuart Phelps
Ward, Horace l.. Scudder and Col. Hisginson.
Would il not be worth something TO have the
great, the wise, end the good attend upon your
funeral? But the presence OF tn ,se people was
not the greatest tribute paid to Whittier. Ne
are told that. The selectmen of Amesbury issued
an address to their fellow townsmen regarding
his death. In this address the virtues and love-
sbleness 81 the deceased were warmly praised
his life cleared TO have been daily ser
mon for more than half century, and it was
urged that pect be shown his memory by the
closing of al places of business during the time
Of his funeral This is tribute to Whittiers
own eternal goodness, a goodness born OF tho
universal goodness Of God. 1t is worth more
than wealth or learning fame or rank. What
is the ideal Of the Young man to-day? What has
he placed before him goal? What has he
made his object OF supreme desire? What is all
this discipline for? The Greek youth trained
himself, by rigorous discipline, that he might
win in the race aquickly fading laurel wreath.
The young man of America may be disciplining
himself that he may wi the quickly fading wreath
of fame rank. or wealth. Let me commend to
you, as object worth Your striving after the
goodness of Whittier. wreath that never fades,
a crown that is as eternal as God himself because
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