The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1893-09-01

picture, but all the while you feel that
after all, it does not do justice, and you
would give almost anything-you would
cross the sea; you would walk the earth
over-to hear just one word from those
lips that few months ago used TO call
you by your first name, though 80 long
you yourself have been n parent.
Now, you have done your best to hide
your grief, You smile when you do not
feel like it. But though you may de.
ceive the world, God knows. He looks
down upon the empty cradle, upon the
desolated nursery, upon the stricken
home and upon the broken heart, and
says; "This is the way I thrash the
wheat; this is the way scour my jew
elsl Cast thy burden on my arm, and
will sustain you. All those tears have
gathered into my bottle"
USES OF GODS LACHRYAIAToRY.
But what is the use of having so many
tears in Gods lachrymatory2 In that
great casket or vase, why does God pre-
serve all your troubles? Through all
the ages Of eternity, what use of great
collection of tears! do not know that
they will be Kept there forever. do
not know but that in some distant age
of heaven an angel of God may look
into the bottle and find it as empty of
tears as the lachrymals of earthenware
dug up from the ancient city. Where
have the tears gone? What sprite of
hell hath been invading Gods palace
and hath robbed the lachryinatoriesi
None. These We're sanctified sorrows,
and those tears were changed into pearls
that are now set in the crowns and
robes of the ransomed.
walk up to examine this heavenly
coronet, cleaning brighter than the sun
and cry, From what river depths Of
heaven were those gems gatheredt' and
thousand voices reply, "These are
transmitted tears from Gods bottle"
see scepters of light stretched down from
the throne of those who ON earth We're
trod on of men, and in every scepter
point and inlaid in every ivory stair Of
golden throne / behold an indescribable
richness and luster and cry, From
whence this streaming light these fash
ing pearls?" and the voices of the elders
before the throne, and of the martyrs
under the altar, and Of the hundred and
forty and four thousand radiant on the
CLASSY sea exclaim, Transmitted tears
from Gods bottle"
Let the ages Of heaven roll on-the
story of earth's pomp and pride lons
ago ended; the kohinoor diamonds that
make kings proud, the precious stones
that adorned Persian tiara and famed
in the robes of Babylonian professions
forgotten; the Golconda mines, charred
in the last confagration, but firm as the
everlasting hills and pure as the light
that streams from the throne, and bright
as the river that flows from the eternal
rock, shall CLEAN, shall sparkle, shall
fame forever these transmitted tears of
Gods bottle.
Meanwhile let the empty lachrylna-
tory of heaven stand for ever. Let no
hand touch it, Let no wing strike it,
Let no collision crack it. Purer than
beryl or chrysoprasus. Let it stand OIL
the step of Jehovah's throne and under
the arch of the unfading rainbow. Pass
ing down the corridors of the palace,
the redeemed of earth shall glance at it
and think of all the earthly troubles
from which they We're delivered and
say, each to each: THAT is what we
heard of on earth" That is what the
psalmist spoke Of" There once were
put our tears" "That is Gods bottle
And while standing there inspecting this
richest inlaid vase of heaven the towers
of the palace dome strike up this silpery
chime: God hath wiped away all tears
from all faces. Wherefore comfort one
another with these words"
A woman says that man can bear
the deprivation of his wealth with the
calmness of stole, but he cannot lose
his collar stud on the bedroom floor
without violent outburst Of temper.
Board Swimmers of the sandwish Islands.
One Of the most venturesome sports
practiced by any people is the surf
board swimming of the Sandwich is
lands.
Nearly every one has experienced the
delights of surf bathing, with its exhil-
arating rush and battle with the tonic
waves. This pleasure is keenly enjoyed
by the Hawaiians, who pursue it with
singular abandon.
The surf board is plank of light
wood 10 to IA feet long, with one end
rounded. The edges are also rounded
but the other end of the board is left
square. A piece of cloth is usually
bound around this end, perhaps for the
support of the foot while swimming, or
rather being projected like a cannon ball
by the wave.
A crowd of natives will swim out,
towing their boards, diving under and
lodging the heavy rollers coming in,
until they are quite distance from
land. Every third. wave is larger than
the others, and on the broad back of this
huge breaker the natives ride in like the
wind. Sometimes they stand erect on
the boards, but they usually crouch or
lie down, and keep balance with dex-
ferrous stroke of the foot or hand or by
swaying the body. This sport is not
without mishap, but the natives are such
"water dogs" that the accidents rarely
| terminate fatally.
Captain Cook says that he saw with
horror one of these surf boards dashed
into pieces but an instant after man
had quilted it. To be compelled to
leave the board and dive back under the
wave is considered very disgraceful, and
besides the oiled, polished and highly
valued board, which has required whole
tree trunk for its manufacture, is lost
ST. Louis Republic.