Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-12-12

loves he chasteneth. God loves US oil,
but is there one weak and sick and
sore and wounded and suffering, and
faint? That is the one who lies nearest
and more perpetuallv on tho sre@U nv
ing heart of God. Why it never coughs
but our mother, God, hears it. II never
stirs a weary limb in the bed out our
Mother, God, knows OF It, Inc oess
nurse may be overborne by iat EI u9 ~ mr
fall asleep in the chair; out IoG' %.
Mother, after being up year Oh hIgn.s
with a suffering child, never slumOelS
nor sleeps.
''oHw SAYS oNT.
-, all that about al
',I I'll GaTn" A refner Of silver once ex-
nlained it to a Christian lady, 81 put
the silver in the fire, and keep rehn-
ing il and trying it till | can see my
face in it, and then l take 1t out" just
so It is that God keeps his dear chill
dren in the furnace till the divine I'M
age may be seen in them; then they are
taken out of the fire. "Well," says
some one, ''if that is the way God treats
his favorites. 1 do not want to be Ia
yorite." There is a barren field on an
autumn day just wanting to be let
alone. There is a bang at the bars,
and a rattle Of "whiffle-trees and clev-
ices The field says, "What is the
farmer going to do with me now?"
The farmer puts the pillow In
the ground, shouts to the horses,
the coulter goes tearing through the
sod. and the furrow reaches from fence
To fence. Next day there is bang at
the bars, and rattle OF whifhe-trees
again. The field says, 81 wonder what
the farmer is going to do now| Inc
farmer bitches the horses to the harrow,
and it goes bounding and tearing across
the field. Next day there Is rattle at
the bars again, and the field says,
.sWhat is the farmer going to do now?'
He walks heavily across the field, scat
tering seed as he walks. After . while
a cloud comes. THE field says, "What,
more trouble?" 1t begins TO rain.
After a while the wind changes to the
northeast, and it begins TO snow. Says
the field. as it not enough that nave
been torn and trampled upon and
drowned? Must now De
showed under?" After a while,
spring comes out Of the gates OF the
Scnth. and warmth and gladness come
with it. A green scarf bandages the
cash of the wheat field, and the July
morning drops a crown OF gold on the
head OF the grain. "Oh," says the field,
s,now know the use OF the plow. OF the
harrow. of the heavy foot, Of the shower
and of the snow storm. 1t Is well
enough 70 be trodden, and trampledi
! and drowned. and showed under, II 10
the end l can yield such a glorious har'
vest." 'He that goeth forth and weep
eth. bearing precious seed, shall doubt
less come again with rejoicing, bringing
mis- sheeves with him..
God has mothers patience for the
lerring. If one does wrong his associ
ates in life cast him of; il he goes OF
in the wrong way. his business partner
casts him of; IL he goes on, MS pes
friends cast him of-his father cast
him off. where does he go2 Who hold
no prudge. and forgiVes the last tim
as we'll as the first? who sits oy tn
mprderer's counsel all through the lonI
trial9 Who tarries the longest at tn
winnows of a culprlt's cell? Who
wben All others think i'll OF man
ksens on thinking we'll Of him? 1t
his mother.
GOD BLESS HER GRAY HAIRS,
70 sbe be stlIl alI4e; and bless her grave
II She be gone! And bless the rocking
chair in which she used to sit, and bles