Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-03-21


der the Great after death remained I'M
buried for thirty days. because no one
would do the honor of shoveling him I'M
der. The Duke of Wellington refused
to have his iron fence mended, because
il had been broken by an Infatuated
populace in some hour OF political ex-
element, and he left II in ruins that
men might learn what tickle thing is
human favor.
"BUr THE MERCY
of the Lord Is from everlasting to ever
lasting to them that fear him, and his
righteousness unto the children's child
rem OF such as keep his covenant, and
10 those who remember his command
ments 10 do them" This moment
seek him that maketh the Seven Stars
and Orion"
Oh, now get the best view OF God /
ever had! There are two kinds Of SER
mons | never want TO preach-the one
that presents God so kind, so indulgent,
so lenient, so imbecile that men may do
what they will against him, and frac-
ture his every law, and put the pry OF
their impertinence and rebellion under
his throne, and while they are splitting
In his face and stabbing at his heart,
he takes them up in his arms and kisses
their Infatuated brow and cheek, say
ing, "Of such is the kingdom OF heaven. "
The other kind of sermon never want
TO preach is the one that represents
God as all fire and torture and thunder
cloud, and with red-hot pitchfork toss
ing the human race into paroxysms OF
infinite agony. The sermon that l am
now preaching believes in God OF
loving, kindly warning, the God OF
spring and winter, the God OF the
Plelades and Orion.
One of the swiftest transatlantic voy-
ages made last summer by our swiftest
steamer was because she had a stormy
wind abaft, chasing her from New
York TO Liverpool. But to those 60
ing in the opposite direction the storm
was buffeting and hindrance. II is
a bad thing have storm ahead, push
ing us back: but If we be Gods children
and aiming toward heaven, the storms
OF life will only chase us the sooner
into the harbor. l am so glad TO be-
lieve that the monsoons, and typhoOns,
and mlstrals, and siroccos Uf the
land and sea are not unclaimed
maniacS let loose upon the earth,
but are under divine supervision.
am so glad that the God Of the Seven
Stars is also the God of Orion! 1t was
out Of Dante's suffering came the sub
lime DtUind COmmedid, and out OF John
Millions blindness came Paradise Lost,
and out OF miserable infidel attack came
the Biidgeedter Treatise in favor OF
Christianity, and out of David's exile
came the songs of consolation, and out
OF the sufferings of Christ came the
possibility Of the worlds redemption,
and out Of your bereavement, your per-
secution, your poverties, your misfor-
tunes, may yet come an eternal heaven.
OF, WHAT MERCY
il is that in the text and all up and
down the Bible God induces US to look
out toward other worlds! Bible astrOn-
omy in Genesis, in Joshua, in Job, in the
Psalms, in the prophets, major and
minor, in st. Johns Apocalypse, prac-
tically saying, "Worlds! worlds! worlds!
Get ready for themm We have a nice
little world here that we stick 10, as
though losing that we lose all. We are
afraid Of falling off this little raft Of
world. We are afraid that some meteOric
iconoclast will some night smash it, and
we want everything to revolve around
it, and are disappointed when we find
that it revolves around the sun in
stead OK the sun revolving around it.
What a fuss we make about this little
bit of a world, its existence only short
time between two spasms, the paroxysm
by which il was hurled from chaos into
order, and the paroxysm Of It's demoli-
ton.
And l am glad that so many texts call
US TO look off TO other worlds, many OF
them larger and grander and more re-
splenent. "Look there" says Job, lat
Nazareth and ArcturuS and his SOns"
Look there" says st. John, sat the
moon under Chrst's feetm Look
there" says Joshua, Eat the sun stand
ing still above Gibeonw "LOok there"
says Moses, Sat the sparkling firma-
ment" "LOok there" says Amos, the
herdsman, Eat the Seven Stars and ORR
on" Don't let US be so sad about those
who shove of from this world under
Christly pilotage. Don't let us be so
agitated about our own going off this
barge or slOOp or canal boat of world
TO get on some "Great Eastern" Of the
heavens. Don't let us persist in want
ing to stay In this barn, this shed, this
clubhouse of world, when all the
Kings palaces already occupied by
many of our best friends are swinging
wide open their gates to let US in.
WHEN READ,
"In my Fathers house are many man
Sions," / do not know but that each
world Is room, aud as many rooms as
there are worlds, stellar stairs, stellar
galleries, stellar Railways, stellar win
dows, stellar domes. How our depart
ed friends must pity US shut up in these
cramped apartments, tired if we walk
fifteen miles, when they some morning,
by one stroke of wing, can make cir
cult of the whole stellar system and be
back in time for matinsl Perhaps yon-
der twinkling constellation Is the resi-
dence OF the martyrs; that group Of
twelve luminaries is the celestial home
Of the Apostles. Perhaps that steep Of
light is the dwelling place of angels
chernbic, Seraphic, archangelic. A
mansion with as many rooms as worlds,
and all their windows illuminated for
festivity.
Oh, how this widens and lifts and
stimulates our expectation. How little
1t makes the present, and how stupen-
douS it makes the future! How it con-
Soles US about our pious dead, who in-
stead Of being boxed up and under the
ground have the range Of as many rooms