Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1893-06-12

ton, or thrashing, and had their robes
washed and made white in the blood of
the Lamb
DROPS OF CELESTIAL ANoDYNE.
Oh, that I could administer some of
these drops Of celestial anodyne to those
nervous and excited souls. If you would
take enough of it, it would cure all your
pangs. The thought that you are going
to get through with this after awhile
all this sorrow and all this trouble. We
shall have great many grand days in
heaven, but will tell you which will be
the grandest day of all the million ages
Of heaven. You say, Fare you sure you
can tell mel" Yes, can. 1t will be the
day we get there. Some say heaven is
growing more glorious. L suppose it is,
but L do not care much about that.
Heaven now is good enough for me.
history has no more gratulatory
scene than the breaking in of the Eng
lish army upon Lucknow, India. A
few weeks before a massacre had occur
red at Cawnpore, and 26O women and
children had been put in a room. Then
five professional butchers went in and
slew them. Then the bodies of the
slain were taken out and thrown into
well. AS the English army came into
Cawnpore they went into the room, and,
oh, what horrid scene! Sword strokes
on the wall near the floor, showing thSS
the poor things had crouched when they
died, and they saw also that the floor
was ankle deep in blood. The soldiers
walked on their heels across it lest their
shoes be submerged of the carnage.
And on that floor of blood there were
flowing locks of hair and fragments of
dresses.
Out in Lucknow they had heard of
the massacre, and the women were wait
ing for the same awful death, waiting
amid anguish untold, waiting in pain
and starvation, but waiting heroically,
when one day Havelock and Oufram and
Norman and Sir David Baird and Peel,
the heroes of the English army-huzza
for them!-broke in on that horrid scene,
and while yet the guns were sounding,
and while cheers were issuing from the
starving, dying people on the one side
and from the travel worn and powder
blackened soldiers on the other, right
there in front of the kings palace there
was such a scene of handshaking and
embracing and boisterous joy as would
utterly confound the pen of the poet and
the pencil of the painter
And no wonder, when these emaciated
women, who had suffered so heroically
for Christ's sake, marched out from their
incarcerations one wounded English sol
der got up in his fatigue and wounds
and leaned against the wall and threw
his cap up and shouted, ''Three cheers,
my boys, for the brave womenr'
Oh, that was an exciting scene! But a
gladder and more triumphant scene will
it be when you come up into heaven from
the conflicts and incarcerations of this
world, streaming with the wounds of
battle and wan with hunger. And while
the hosts of God are cheering their great
hosanna you will strike hands of con-
graduation and eternal deliverance in
the presence of the throne. On that
night there will be bonfres on every hill
of heaven, and there will be illumination
in every palace, and there will be can
die in every window. All, no; 1 forget,
l forget. They will have no need of the
candle or of the sun, for the Lord God
giveth them light, and they shall reign
forever and ever. Hail, hail, sons and
daughters of the Lord God Almightvi