Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-01-11
Christmas time. Help the boys fly the kite.
reach the girls how to dress their dolls.
Good Old Davs NOT the Best.

Christmas time Help the boys fly the kite.
Teach the girls how to dress their dolls.
/ Good Old Days Not the Best.
! Set back the clock of human life. People
make themselves old by always talking
| about being old and wishing for the good old
| DAYS, which were never as good as these
days. From all can hear the grandchildren
are not half as bad as the grandparents
were. Matters have been hushedup.
Set back your clocks also by entering on
new and absorbing Christian work. In our
desire to inspire the young we have in our
essays had much to say about what has been
accomplished by the young: of Romulus.
who founded Rome when he was 20 years of
age: OF Cortes, who had conquered Mexico at
SO years; of Pitt, who was Prime Minister OF
England at "a years.
But some of the mightiest work for God
has been done by septuagenarians and octo-
genarians and nonagennrians. Indeed, there
is work which none but such can do. They
preserve the eQuipoise of Senates, OF rellg-
lous denominations, of reformatory move
ments. Young men for action, old men for
counsel. Instead OF any of you beginning TO
told up your energies arouse anew your en-
ergies. Let me say to those in the afternoon
of life: Don't be putting Off the harness;
Don't be frightened out of life by the grip as
many re. At the first sneeze of an influenza
many give up all as lost.
The Grip an Old Institution.
Nonew terror has come on the EARTH The
microbes as the cause of disease were de-
scribed in the Talmud LOO years ago as Gin
visible legions of dangerous ones" Don't be
scared out of life by all this talk about heart
failure. That trouble has always been in the
world.
But while looking at this sun dial of Ahaz
and see the shadow of it move, 1 notice
that it went back toward the sunrise instead
of forward toward the sunseG-toward the
morning instead OF toward the night. That
thing the world is willing now to DO, and in
many cases has done. That man who never
tries to unbuckle the clasp of evil habit and
who keeps all the sins of the past and the
present freighting him ana who ignores the
one redemption de by the only One who
could redeem. if that man will examine the
sun-dial he will find that the shadow is go
ing forward and he is on the way to sun
down.
have seen day break over Mont Blanc
and the Matterhorn, over the heights Of Leb-
anon. over Mount Washington, over the
Sierra Nevadas, and mid Atlantic, the morn
ing after departed storm when the billows
were liquid Alps and liquid Sierra Nevadas,
but the sunrise of the soul is more effulgent
and more transporting. 1t bathes all the
heights of the soul and illumines all the
depths of the soul and whelms all the facul-
tics, all the aspirations with light. preach
the sunrise.
Getting Rid of This Earthly Body.
But, says some one, all that you say may be
true, but that does not hinder the horrors of
dissolution. Why, you who are the Lords,
are not going to die. All that the grave gets
of you as compared with your chief, your
immortal nature, is as the clippings Of your
finger nails as compared with your whole
body.
Death will be only the scissoring-off of that
which could be of no use and the soul has no
funeral over that which would be an awful
nuisance if we could not get rid of it. This
body as it now is, what a failure it would
make OF heaven if our departing soul had to
be burdened with it in the next world.
While others there go 10000 miles minute
We would take an hour to walk four miles,
and while our ne1ghbor immortals could see
100 miles we could see only ten miles, and the
1eetest and the healthiest of our bodies if
seen there would make it necessary to open
in heaven asylum for cripples. No, no.
one of the best possible things that will hap
pen to us will be the sloughing off of this
body when we have no more use for it in its
present state.
SunriseI But not like one of those morn |
ings after you had gone TO bed late, or did |
not sleep well, and you get up chilued and |
yawning. But the thrush of the next world ,
will be a morning after a sound sleep. a |
sleep that nothing can disturb, and you will |
rise, the sunshine in your faces and in your |
first morning in heaven you will wade down |
into the sea of glass mingled with fire, the |
foam on fire with splendor you never saw |
on earth and the rolling waves are dox- |
ologies
And so the shadow of Ahaz's sun dial |
turns from sunset to sunrise.