Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1892-03-26

storms of life as much as we do the
sunshine. There are moro men ruined
by prosperity than by adversely.
One of the swiftest TRANSATLANTIC voy-
ages made last summer by our swiftest
steamer was made because she had \
stormy wind abaft, chasing her from
New York to Liverpool. But to those
going in the opposite direction the
storm was buffeting and u hindrance.
It is bad thing to have storm ahead,
pushing us back; but II 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 believe that the monsoons, and
typhoons, and mistrals and siroccos OF
the land and sea are not unclaimed
maniacs let loose upon the earth, but
are under divine supervision!
We have q nice little world here that
we stick to, rs though losing that we
lose all We are afraid of falling OF
this little raft of world. We are
afraid that some meteoric iconoclast
will some night smash around 1t, and
are disappointed when we find that 1t
reyolves around the sun instead OF the
sun revolving around it What q fuss
we make about this little bit OF a
world, its existence only short time
between two spasms, the paroxysm by
which 1t was hurled from chaos into
order, and the paroxysm OF its demo-
lition.
And 1 am so glad that so many texts
call us to look off to other worlds,
many of them larger and grander and
more resplendent 'Look there" says
Job, 'at Nazareth and Arcturus and
his sons" Look there" says ST.
John, "at the moon under Christs
feet!" Look there" says Joshua, lat
the sun standing still above Gibeon!
Look there" says Amos, the herds
man, ''at the seven stars and Orion!'
Don't let us be so sad about those who
shove off from this world under Christly
pilotage. Don't let us be SO agitated
about our own going off this little
barge or sloop or canal boat OF a 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 q 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
arc MANY mansions" do not know
but that each world is room, and as
MANY rooms as there are worlds, stel-
lar stairs, stellar galleries, stellar hall
WAYS. stellar windows, stellar domes.
How our departed 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 circuit OF the whole
stellar system and be back in time tol
mathis! Perhaps yonder twinkliue
constellation is the residence OF the
martyrs; that group Of twelve lumi-
naries is the celestial home OF the
apostles. Perhaps that steep OF light
is the dwelling place of angels cher
ubic, seraphic, archangelic. A man
sion with as many rooms as worlds
and nil their windows illuminated fol
festivity.
O. how this widens and lifts ant
stimulates our expectation! How lit
tie It makes the present, and how stu
peudous It makes the future! How i
consoles us about our pious dead, whit
instead Of being boxed up under the
ground have the range OF Us many
rooms as there are worlds, and wei
come everywhere, for it is the Fathers
house. in which there are many man
sions! Oh, Lord God Of the seven stars
and Orion, how can I endure the trans
port, the ecstasy, Of such q vision!
must obey my text and seek Him.
will seek Him. I seek Him now, for
call to mind that 1t is not the materia
universe that Is most valuable, but the
spiritual, aud that each of us has a soul
worth more than all the worlds which
the inspired herdsman saw from hi
booth on the hills of Tekoa.
had studied it before, but the
cathedral of Cologne, Germany, never
impressed me as It did the last time
saw It. It is admittedly the grandes
Gothic structure in the world, 1T
foundation laid in 1913, only eight OF
nine years ngo completed. More thar
600 years in building. All Europ
taxed for its construction. Its chape
OF the Magi with precious stones
enough TO purchase kingdom. AS
stood outside, looking at the double
range of flying buttresses and thu
forest Of pinnacles, higher and higher
and higher, until / almost reeled from
dizziness, / exclaimed: Great dox
ology in stone! Frozen prayer OF many
nations!"
But while standing there I saw
poor man enter and put down his pacl
and kneel beside his burden on the
hard floor of that cathedral Anc
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