The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1893-06-13

radiant they area Look at them! How
radiant they are.
why, how unlike this place is from
what ! thought when / left the world be-
low. Ministers drew pictures of this land,
but how tame compared with the reality.
They told me on earth thai death was
sunset. No, no! 1t is sunrise. Glorious
sunrise! | see the light now purpling the
hills. and the clouds flame with the coming
day"
Then the gates of heaven will be open
ed, and the entranced soul, with the acute
ness and power of the celestial vision,
viii look ten thousands of miles down the
hammered prOcesslon-a river OF ShImnerlng
solendbr-and will cry out: WHO are
they?'' And tie angel of God standing
they are?' NO" says the entranced soul,
Il cannot guess who they are" The angel
will say: Il will tell you, then, Who they
are. These are they who came out, OF
great tribulation, or threshng, and had
their robes washed and made white III the
blood of the Lamb"
Oh! that ] 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 gong
to get through with this after a while,
all this sorrow and all this trouble. We
shall have a great many grand days IN
heaven, but I will tell you which will be
the grandest day of all the million ages of
heaven Yog say: Are you 81, Sqr e you you
day we get there. Some say heaven is
growing more glorious. ! suppose it is;
but 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 English army
upon Lucknow, India. A few weeks before
q massacre had occurred at Cawnpore,
and 300 women and children had been put
in room. Then five professional butchers
went in and slew them. Then the bodies
of the slain were taken out and thrown
into we'll. 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 that
the poor things had crouched when they
died; they saw also that the moor was
ankle deep in blood. The soldiers walked
on their heels across it, lest their shoes
he submerged of the carnage. And on that
floor of blood there We're flowing locks of
hair and fragments of dresses.
Out i'll Lucknow they had heard of the
massacre, and the women were waiting
for the same awful death; waiting amid
anguish untold; waiting in pain and star
walton, but waiting DISQUALIFICATION, one
day, Havelock and Outram 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
cheers We're issuing from the starving,
dying people on the one side. and from
the travel-worn and powderblackened SOL
dierS on the oher-rght there. in front of
the kings palace, there was such q scene
of handshaking, and embracing, and bois-
ferrous JOY as would utterly confound the
pen of the poet and the pencil of the paint
er. And no wonder, when these ema ciated
women, who had suffered so heroicaly 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 wOmen!"
OH that was an exciting scene. But
gladder and more triumphant scene will
it be when you come up into heaven from
the conflicts and incarcera tons 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 congratulatiOn
and eternal deliverance In the presence of
the throne. On that night there will be
bonfires on every hill of heaven. and there
will be illumination in every palace, and
there will be candle in every window
ah no: / forget forget; they will have To
need of the candle or of the sun, for the
Lord God giveth them light and they
shall reign forever and ever. HALL haiii
sons and daughters of the Lord God AL