Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1893-06-03

building of the house was constructed
in way, we are told by experienced
builders who had nothing to do with 1t,
for durability of foundation and wall
such rs characterizes hardly any other
building of this city. To the day OF
your death and mine, and for our chill
dren and grandchildren after us, it will
stand here house of God and gate
of Heaven.
For me personally this is n time OF
gladness more than tongue, or pen, or
type can ever tell. For twenty-four
years l had been building churches in
Brooklyn and seeing them burn down,
until felt could endure the strain no
longer and had written my resigna-
ton as pastor and had appointed to
read it two Sabbaths ago and close my
work in Brooklyn forever. i felt that
my chief work was yet to be done, but
that could not do it with the Alps on
one shoulder and the Himalayas on the
other. But God has interfered and the
way is clear, and am here and expect
to be here until my work on earth is
done.
Why should want to go away from
Brooklyn? have no sympathy with
the popular sentiment which defames
our beloved city. Some people make
it part of their religion to excoriate
and belittle the place of their residence,
and there has been more damage, IL
nancial and moral, done to our city by
this hypercriticism than can ever be es-
timated. The course of our city has
been onward and upward. We have n
citizenship made up of hundreds OF
thousands of us good men and women
as inhabit the earth, and feel honored
in being citizen of Brooklyn. and pro-
pose to stay here until join the popu-
lation in the Silent City out yonder. now
all abloom with spring flowers-sweet
types of resurrection.
My thanks must be first to God and
then to all who have contributed by
large gift or small to this emancipation.
Thanks to the men, women and chill
dren who have helped, and sometimes
helped with self sacrifices that l know
must have won the applause of the
heavens. If You could only read with
me few of the thousands of letters
that have come to my desk in The
Christian Herald office. you would know
how deep their sympathy. how large
their sacrifice has been. Il have sold
my bicycle and now send you the mon
ey." is the language of one noble
Young man who wrote to The Christian
Herald. This is no dead sons gift to
me. and i have been led to send it to
you.'' writes mother in Rhode Island.
A blind octogenarian invalid in York,
Pa. sends his mite and his prayer.
Thanks to all the newspaper press.
Have You noticed how kind and sympa-
thetic all the secular newspapers have
been. and of course all the religious
newspapers, with two or three nasty
exceptions? You say that sometimes
newspapers get things wrong. Yes,
but which of us does not sometimes get
things wrong? If You want to find
man who has never made mistake, do
not waste your time by looking in this
pulpit. Thanks to the editors and re-
porters and publishers Gentlemen
of the Brooklyn and New York print
ing press, il you never report any
thing else that say, please to report
that. Yes, see you are getting it all
down.
AS a church we from this day make
new departure. We will preach more
instructive sermons. We will offer
more faithful prayers. We will do bet
ter work in all departments We will
in the autumn resume our lay college.
We will fill all the rooms of this mag
nificent pile with work for God and
suffering humanity. More prayers have
been offered for this church, and on
both sides of the sea, than for any
church that has ever existed, and all
those prayers will be answered. Clear
the track for the Brooklyn tabernacle!
Sing We to the. Lord, for He hath tri-
umphed gloriously; the horse and his
rider hath He thrown into the sea"
But do you not now really think that
Miriam of my text rejoiced too soon?
Do you not think she ought to have
waited till the Israelitish host got clear
over to Canaan before she struck her
knuclzles against the timbrel or tam
BOURNE? Miriam! You do well to have
the tambourine ready, but wait little
before you play it. You are not yet
through the journey from Egypt to the
Promised Land. You will yet have to
drink out of the bitter water of Marah,
and many of your army will eat so
heartily of the fallen quails that they
will die of collie, and you will ut the
foot of Sinai be scared with the thun-
der, and there will be fiery serpents in
the way and many battles to fight, and
last of all the muddy Jordan to cross
Miriam. 1 have no objections to the
tambourine, but do not jingle its bells
or thump its frightened parchment until
you are all through
Al 49,, fr;andc Miriam WAS right. II