The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-04-25

St6E, Il Will not Slcep kulOc INC |
sailor on the sea. l cheer the traveller |
among the mountains, l help tip the !
dew with light Through the window |
of the poor mans cabin cast beam OF |
hope, and the child on her mothers lap !
asks in glee whether l come and what
% and whence l go. To CLEAN and
glitter. God sent me here. Away!
have no time to Sleep"
what doest thou, Insignificant grass
under my feet?" II am doing a work."
says the grass blade, las best l can:
help to make up the soft beauty OF field
and lawn. lam satisfied. if with mil
lions Of others no bigger than !, we can
give pasture to focks and herds l am
wonderfully made. He who feeds the
ravens gives me substance from the soil
and breath from the air, and He who
clothes the lilies Of the field rewards me
with this coat Of green
'For what, lonely cloud, goest thou
across the Heavens?" Through the
bright air voice drops from altar, say
ing: up ano down this sapphire floor
l pace to teach men that like me they
are passing away. / gather up the
waters from lake and sea, and then,
when the thunders toll, l refresh the
col tLs lhohluS VIC VI SAONhA W. A~NrA
with harvests of wheat and fields of corn.
l catch the frown of the storm and the
hues of the rainbow. At evening tide on
the western slopes will pitch my tent.
and over me shall dash the saffron, and
the purple, and the fire OF the sunset A
pillar of cloud like me led the chosen
across the desert, and surrounded
by such as the Judge Of Heaven and
las Tor
He cometh with clouds"
Oh. my friends, if everything in the
inanimate world be useful, let US i'm
that respect be like the palm tree. But
must not be tempted by what David
SAYS of that green shaft OF Palestine,
that living and glorious pillar in the
Eastern gardens, as seen in Olden times
the palm tree; must not be tempted
by what the Old Testament says OF it, to
lessen my emphasis OF what John, the
evangelist, says of it in my text.
Notice that it was beautiful and law
tul robbery of the palm tree that helped
make up Christ's triumph on the road to
Jerusalem that Palm Sunday. The long,
broad, green leaves that were strewn
under the feet of the colt and in the way
of Christ were torn of from the trees.
What pity, some one might say, that
| those stately and graceful trees should
be despoiled. The sap oozed out at the
places where the branches broke. The
glory of the palm tree was appropriately
sacrificed for the Saviour's triumphal
| procession. So it always was. so it al
ways will be in this wOrld-no worthy
| triumph of any sort without the tearing
down Of something else.
Brooklyn bridge, the glory OF our
continent, must have two architects
| Frustrated, the one slain by his tolls and
the other for lifetime invaded. The
| greatest pictures OF the world had, In
their richest cOlOring, the blood OF the
artists who made them. The miRhtiest
| oratorios that ever rolled through the
churches had. in their pathoS, the signs
and groans of the composers. who wore
| their lives out in writing the harmony.
| American independence was triumphant.
| but it moved on over the lifeleSs forms
OF tens of thousands of men who fell at
Bunker Hill and YORKTOWN and the
battles between which were the hemor-
rhages of the nation.
! The Kingdom of God advances in all
the earth, but it must be over the lives
of missionaries who die OF malaria in
the jungles or Christian workers who
preach and pray and toll and die In the
service The Saviour triumphs In all
directions-but beauty and strength
must be torn down from the palm trees
of Christian heroism and conservation
and thrown in his pathway.
To what better use could those palm
trees on the southern shoulder Of Mount
Olivet and clear down into the Valley OF
Gethsemane put their branches than to
surrender them for the making OF Christ's
journey toward Jerusalem the more pic.
tureSque, the more memorable and the
more triumphant? And to what better
use could we put our lives than into the
sacrifice for Christ and His cause and
the happiness Of our fellow creatures:
Shall we not be willing to be torn down
that righteousness shall have triumphant
way? Christ was torn down for us. Car
we not afford to be torn down for Him:
If Christ could suffer so much for us
can we not suffer little for Christ? II
He can afford on Palm Sunday to trave
to Jerusalem to carry a cross. can We
not afford few leaves from our branche:
to make emerald His way?
What makes that mother look so much
older than she really is? You say she
ought not yet to have one gray line ir
her hair. The truth is the family was
not always as well off as now. The
married pair had a hard struggle at the
start Examine the tips Of the forefingel
and thumb of her right hand, and they
will tell you the story Of the needle thai
was piled day in and day out. Yea, lool
at both her hands, and they will tell the
story Of the time when she did her owr
work. her own mending and scrubbinl
and washing.
Yea, look into the face and read thu
story of scarlet fevers and Groups anG
midnight watchings, when none but Cox
and herself in that house were awake
and then the burials and the loneline:
afterward. which was more exhaustins
than the preceding watching had been
and no one now to put to bed. How fair
she once was. and as graceful as the
palm tree, but all the branches Of bel
strength and beauty were long ago tori
of and thrown into the pathway Of bel
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