The Opelousas courier., 1892-12-24

will be fewer hera to hold you back AMI
more there to pull you in. Look ahead!
The finger of God is pointing forward. we
sit here in church, and by hymn and prayer
and sermon and Christian ASSOCIATION we
try to 1et into a frame of mint that VIII De
acceptable to God and pleasant to ourselves.
But what a stupid thing it all is COM
pared with wat it will bs when we have
gone beyond psaimbook AMI sermon and
Bible, and we stand, our last Imper-
lection gone, in the presence of that charm
of the universe-the blessed Chrlst-and
have Him look in our faes and say: VI have
been watching you and sympathizing with
YOU aud helping you all these years, and
now YOU arr here. Go where you please and
never know a sorrow and never shed a tear.
There is your mother now-she is coming to
greet you-and there is your father, and
there are your children. Sit down under
this tree of life. and on the banks OF this
river talk it all over"
tell YOU there will be mora joy in one
minute of that than in fifty years of earthly
exultation. Look ahead! Look at the finest
house on earth, and know that you will have
a finer onein heaven. Look up the healthlest
person you can find, aud know you will yet
be healthier. Look up the one who has the
best eYesight of any one you have ever heard
of. and know you will have better vision.
Listen to the sweetest prima donna that
ever trod the platform. and know that IN
heaven you will lift a more enrapturing song
than ever enchanted earthly au iltorium.
NV friends. I do not know how we are 60
inp to stand i'll mean the full thrush of
that splendor. Last summer l saw Mos
COW. in some respects the most splendid city
,nder the sun, The emperor afterward
asked me if had seen it. for Moscow IS the
bride of Russia. | told him yes, and that
had seen Moscow burn. | will tell you
what | meant. After examining nine nun
bred brass cannons which were picked out
Of the snow after Napoleon retreated
from Moscow, each cannon deep
cut with the letter IN" 1 assembled a tower
| of some two hundred and fifty feet just be-
fore sunset, and on each platform there vera
bells. large and small, ana | climbed up
among the bells, and then as L reached the
| top all the bells underneath me began TO
| ring. and they were Joined by the bells OF
fourteen hundred towers ana ooMss anu euf-
rets. .
Some of the bells sent out a faint tlnkle OF
| sound. a sweet decentralization that seemed
to bubble in the air. and others thula1ered
forth boom after boom, boom after Doom,
until it seemed to shake the earth n Ill
the hea yens-soundss SO weird, SO sweet, SO
awful. go grand. SO charming, SO ire
mendous. So soft, SO ripping, SO re.
verberating-and they sesmed to wreatne
| and whirl and rise and sink ana
| burst and roll AMI mount and die;
When Napoleon saw Moscow burn, ii
co,ld not have been mora brilliant than
when / saw all the fourteen hundred turret:
afame with the sunset, roofs of gold ana
walls of maiachi.e, and fEpcaiteeture OF al
co,ors mingiing the browfo- autu maj FOR
ests, and tue bus OF summer heavens. ans
the confederation OF morning sizes, and thi
ersen OF rich meadows, and the foam O
tossing seas.
The min7ling OF SO many colors with $:
menv sounds was an enhancement almos'
too muca for human nerves, or human eyes
or humali ears.