Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1892-09-01

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VIII arise and go TO my father"
."Qhp gays some man." how do know
my father Wants mel How DO know, Il
go back, ! would be receivedt" "OhP'
says some man, you don't know where I
have been; you don't know how far have
wandered; you wouldn't talk that way TO
me II you knew all the iniquities I have
committed" What Is that fiutter anon.
the angels Of Godi It Is news, 1t Is newsl
Christ has found the lost.
Nor Angels can their Joy contain,
But kirdled with new fire;
The sinner lost Is found, they sing,
And strike the sounding Tyre.
When Napoleon talked of going into
Italy they said: "You can't get there; II
you knew what the Alps were you
wouldn't talk about 1t OF think Of it; you
can't get your ammunition wagons over
the Alps" Then Napoleon rose In his
stirrups and waving his hand toward the
mountains he said, "There shall be NO
Alps" That wonderful pass was laid out
Snlch has been the wonderment of all the
yeass since-the wonderment Of all en-
gineers. And you tell me there are such
mountains Of sin between your soul and
God there is no mercy. Then see Christ
waving his hand toward the mountains,
and / hear him say, II will come over the
mountains OF thy sin and the hills Of thine
tniquity." There shall be no Pyrenees,
there shall be no Alps
Again, I notice that this resolution of
the young man Of the text was founded In
sorrow at his misbehavior. It was not
mere physical plight. It was grief that be
had so msltreated his father. It is a sad
thing after father has done everything
for achild to have that child be ungrateful.
How sharper than q serpent,s tooth It Is
To have a thankless child.
SHAKESPEARE AND THE BIBIR.
That is Shakespeare. "a foolish son is
the heaviness Of his mother" That Is tho
Bible. Well, my friends, have not someot
US been cruel prodigalsi Have we not
maltreated our Fatherf And such a
Fatherl So loving, go kind. If he had
been a stranger, IL he had forsaken
us, II he had fagellated us, If he
had pounded us and turned us out Of
doors on the commons, it would not have
been so wonderful-our treatment OF him;
but he Is a Father so loving, SO kind, and
yet how many of us for our wanderings
have never apologizedl We apologize for
wrongs done to our fellows, but some of us
perhaps have committed ten Thousand
times ten thousand wrongs against God
and never apologized.
remark still further that this resolu-
tion of the text was founded in feeling
of homesickness. do not know how long
this young man, how many months, how
many years, he had been away from his
fathers house; but there is something
about the reading Of my text that makes
me think he was homesick. Some of you
know what that feeling is. Far away
from home sometimes surrounded by
everything bright and pleasant-plenty OF
friends-you have said, II would give the
world to be home tonight" Well, this
young man was homesick for his fathers
house. have no doubt when he thought
of his fathers house he said, "Now per
haps father may not be living"
We read nothing in this story this para
BILE founded on everyday life-we read
nothing about the mother. It says moth
ing about going home to her. think she
was dead. think she had died of broken
heart at his wanderings, or perhaps he had
gone into dissipation from the fact he
could not remember loving and sympa-
thetic mother. A man never gets over hav-
ing lost his mother. Nothing said about
her here, but he is homesick for his fa4
ther's house. He thought he would just
like to go and walk around the old place.
He thought he would just like to go and
see If things were as they used to be-
Many man, after having been off for
long while, has gone home and knocked at
the door and a stranger has come. 1t Is
the old homestead, but stranger comes to
the door. He finds out father is gone,
mother is gone and brothers and sisters
all gone. think this young man, Of the
text said to himself, Perhaps father may
be dead" Still he starts to find out. He
is homesick. Are there any here today
homesick for God, homesick for heavens
A sailor, after having been long on the
sea, returned to his fathers house, and his
mother tried to persuade him not to 10
away again. She said: SLOW, you had
better stay at home; don't go away; we
don't want you to go You will have 1t q
great deal better here" But it made hin
angry The night before he went away
again to sea he heard his mother praying
in the next room and that made him more
angry. He went far out on the sea, and a
storm came up. and he was ordered to very
perilous duty, and he ran up the ratlines,
and amid the shrouds of the ship he heard
the voice that he had heard In the next
room.
He tried to whistle 1t off, he tried torally
his courage, but he could not silence that
voice he had heard in the mex. room, and
there In the storm and the darkness he
said: 20 Lordl what wretch I have
been, what wretch ami Help me Just
now, Lord God" And I thought In this
assemblage today there may be some who
may have the memory Of a fathers petit
tion or mothers prayer pressing might
lily upon the soul, and that this hour they
may make the same resolution find in my
text, saying, II will arise and go to my
father"
THE LOST ONE RESTORED.
A lad at Liverpool went out to bathe,
went out into the sea- went out too far, got
beyond his depth and he fioated far away.
A. ship bound for Dublin came along and
took him ON board. Sailors are generally
very generous fellows, aud one gave him
cap, and another gave him jacket, and
another gave him shoes A gentleman
passing along on the beach at Liverpool
found the lads clothes and took them
home, and the father was heartbroken and
the mother was heartbroken at the loss Of
their child. They had heard nothing from
him day after day, and they ordered the
usual mourning for the sad event.
But the lad took ship from Dublin and
arrived in Liverpool the very day the gar
1nents arrived. He knocked at the door
and the father was overjoyed and the
mother was overjoyed at the return Of
their lost son. Oh, my friends, haye you
waded out too deepi Have you waded
dowDinto sini Haveyou waded from the
shmee VIII you come backi When you
come back will you come In the rags Of
your sin, Or VIII you come fobed In the
Saviour's righteonsnesss Ibelieve the lat