Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1892-04-22

% II they had to be encum bered with them
- the kings drawing room9 Gone into I'll
Gone into the .musici Gone IN
7 ettiit iesssttiiYjjty! Co. s.n6ng king
queens and eopiuEfyaN'zl GOas,41
Elijah and hea' him tell Of the eiiiss-g
fire drawn hynorses OF fire and the sensa'
tion of mourning the sapphire steepsi Gone
to meet with Moses and hear him describe
the pile Of5lack basalt that shook when
the law vas given Gone to meet Paul
and hea. him tell how Felix trembled, and
how tie ship vent to pieces in the breakers,
and Low Thick was the darkness in the
Manertine dangeonl Gone to meet John
Klox and John Wesley and Hannah More
md Frances IIavergal. Gone to meet the
kindred who preceded theml
Why I should not wonder If they had "A
larger family group there than they ever
had here. Oh, how many of them have
got together again! Your father and
mother went years apart but they have
got together, and their children that went
I years ago got together again. Gone where
they have more rooml Conc where they
have more jubil.nt society," Gone where
they have mightier capacity to love You
than when they were herel Gone out Of
hindrances into unbOunded liberty Gone
out of January into Junel Gone where
they talk about you as we always talk
about absent friends and say: Il wonder
when they will come UP here to join ~,
Harkl the outside door of heaven swings
OPEN Hank! there are feet on the golden
stairs. Perhaps they are comingr'
COMFORT FROM TIE JonNSTOwN FLOOD.
4 was told at Johnstown after the flood
shat many people who had been for months
and years bereft for the first time got com
4 fort when the awful flood came to think
+ that their departed ones were not present
! to see the catastrophe. As the people were
I floating down on the housetops they said,
/ ooh now glad / am that father and mother
are not here" or "IIOw glad 1 am that the
/ children are not alive to Sc this hOrrOr"
/ And ought not we who arSdown here amid
/ the upturnings Of this life be glad that
/ none Of the troubles which snbmerge us
/ can ever alright our friends assembled?
J Before this / warrant our departed ones
/ have been introduced to all the celebrities
/ Of heaven. Some one has said to them: Let
/ me introduce you 70 Joshua, the man who
by prayer stopped two worlds for several
hours. let me make you acquainted with
this group Of three herocs-,IOhn HISS,
4 Philip Melancthon and MartiatT - Ter.
Aha! here is Feneloni Here is Arclra.,.d.P
| Leighton! Here are Latimer and Ridley
| Here is Matthew Simpson, Here is poets
row-James Montgomery and Anna Bar
bauld and Horatius Bonar and Phoebe
! Palmer and Lowell Mason"
Were your departed ones fond OF music?
| What oratOrios led on by Handel and
Hayden. Were they fond Of pictures?
What Raphaels pointing out skies with
| all colors wrought into chariot wheels.
/ Il. 4
they fond Of poetry? What eternal rhythms
led on by John Milton. Shall VIC pity our
| glorified kindredg No, they had better
pity us We, the shipwrecked and on Il
| raft in the hurricane, looking up at them
sailing on over calm seas, under skies that
never frowned with tempests, we hoppled
with chains; they lifted by wings SURE
| ly the bitterness of death is past,
Further, II what have been saying is
| true, we should trust the Lord and be
thrilled with the fact that cur own day of
| escape cometh If our lives were going to
end when our heart ceased to pulsate and
our lungs to breathe, would want to take
ten million years Of life here for the fist
| installmcnt But, my Christian friends,
we cannot afford always to stay down in
the cellar of our Fathers house. We can
not always be pOstpOning the best things.
We cannot always be tuning our viOlins
for the celestial orchestra. We must get
our wings out. We must mount. We
cannot afford always to stand out here in
the vestibule of the house Of many man
sioLs, while the windows are illuminat-
ed with the levee angelic, and we can
hear the Laughter of those forever free,
and the ground qunkes with tic bounding
feet Of those 10 have c,ltcrcd upon eternal
play. Ushers of heaven Open the gatesl
Swing them clear back on their psarly
hingesl Let the celestial music rain On Us
It's cadcnacs. Let the hanging gardens Of
the king breathe on us their arOmatiCs
Let our redeemed ones just look out and
give us one Llance OF their glorifed faces
Yes there they are nowi see them. But
l cannot stand the vision. Close the gate
or our eyes Will be quenched with the over
towering brightness, Hold back the song
or our ears will never again care for earth
" anthem. Withdraw the perfume or we
shall swOon in the fragrance that human
nOstril was never made to breathe.
THE TOMB or TOMBs.
All these thoughts are suggested rs we
stand this Easter morn amid the broken
rocks of the Saviour's tomb. Indeed,
know that tomb has not been rebuilt,
for / stood in December of 1889 amid
the ruins Of that, the nest famous
sepuleher Of all time There are thou
sands Of tombs in our Greenwood and
Laurel Hill and Mount Auburn with more
polished stone and more elaborate masonry
and more foliage surroundings, but as ]
went down tic steps Of the supposed tomb
Of Christ on my return from Mount Cal
vary, said to myself; This Is tho tomb OF
all tolnbs Around this stand more stu
pendous incidents than around any grave
of all the world since death entered il"
/ could not breathe easily for overmas-
tering emotion as / walked down the four
crumblipg steps till We came abreast Of
the niaha in which / think Christ was
buried. ] measured the sepulcher and
found it fourteen and a half feet long,
eight feet high, nine feet wide. 1t is
family tomb and seems to have been built
to hold five bodies. But / rejoice to say
that the tomb was empty, and the door Of
the rock was gone, and the sunlight
streamed in. The day that Christ rose and
came forth the sepulcher was demolished
forever and no trowel Of earthly masonry
can ever rebuild it.
And the rupture Of those rocks, and the
snap Of that governmental seal, and the
crash Of those walls of limestone, and the
step of the lacerated but triumphant ioOt
Of the risen Jesus we today celebrate with
acclaim of0worshiping thousands, while
with all 80 lations Of Christendom, and
all the shfhf6g hosts Of heaven we chant,
''Now is Christ risen from the dead and be-
come the first traits Of them thGt slept
Oh, weep 10 llorc your comforts slain,
The Lord is risen, be lives again.
uAnd now may the God Of peace, who
brought again from the dead our Lord
Jesus, that great shepherd Of the sheep,
through the blood Of tie everlasting cove
nant make you perfect in every good word
and work. Hallelujah Amepl
Excitement Made Higa Forget.
The amateur astronomer who discovered
that new star in the constellation Of Au-
riga remained unknown for time, not
having signed the postal card on which he