The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1893-02-03

wall, for my text says: 1.-THE founda-
tons of the wall of the city were gar
nished with all manner of precious
stones" Oh. get down your harp, if
you can play one. Get down a palm
branch, if you can reach one. Why, it
makes us feel like crying out with
James Montgomery:
When shall these eyes Thy heaven-built wall7
And pesrly gates behold:
Oh! my soul! If my text shows us
only the outside, what must the inside
be? And now l ask If the outside of
Heaven attracts our souls to-day, how
much more will be the uplifting when
we get inside and see the King in all
His beauty and all the princes and
princesses of the palaces of amethyst?
Perhaps the ancient Hebrews were
not, after all, so far out of the way
when they thought that the touch of
the amethyst gave pleasant dreams, for
the touch of it at this hour gives me a
very pleasant dream Standing on this
amethyst l dream a dream l close my
eyes and see it all We are there
This is Heaven Not the outside, but
warmth of welcome our long-ago de-
parted loved ones have kissed us. My!
how they have changed in looks.
They were so sick when they
went away, and now they are so
well. Look! Yonder is the palace of
our Lord the King. Not kept a mo-
ment outside, we are ushercd into the
throne room. Stretching out His sa-
cred hand. He says: Il have loved
thee with an everlasting love" and we
respond: "WhOm have l in Heaven but
Thee?" But, look! Yonder is the play
ground of the children. Children do
not want throne A throne would
not fit child There they are on tho
playground of Heaven-the children.
Out of the sick cradle of earth, they
came into this romping mirth of the
eternal Fairgrounds. clap my hands
to cheer them in the glee. Yonder are
the palaces of the martyrs, and
before their doorway the flowers
crimson as the bloody martyrdom
through which they waded up into
glory. Yonder is Apostolic Row, and
the highest turret Is over the home of
Paul Here is Evangelist Place. Yonder
are the concert halls in which the
musicians of earth and Heaven are tax
ing part-IIandel with organ, and
David with harp, and Gabriel with
trumpet, and four and twenty elders
with voices. And an angel OF God says
to me: where shall | take you? On
what street of Heaven would You like
to live? What celestial habitation
would You like to occupy" And l
answer: Now that / have got inside
the wall made mp of all man.
ner of precious stones, do not care
where you put me Just show me where
my departed loved ones are. l have
seen the Lord, and next l want to see
them. But here are those with whom
/ tOiled in the kingdom of God on earth.
They are from my old parishes at Belle
vile. and Syracuse, and Philadelphia,
and Brooklyn, and from many places on
both sides the sea where have been per-
mitted to work with them and for them.
Give them the best places you can find.
| will help steady them as they mount
the thrones. | will hcipyou burlish the
coronets. Take these my old friends to as
good rooms as YOU can get Tor them in
the House of Many Mansions, and with
windows looking ont upon the Palace
of the Great King. As for myself, any
where in Heaven is good enough for
me. "Hallelujah to the Lamb that was
slain" But / awake. In the ecstacv
of the moment my foot slipped from the
layer of AMETHYST. that SO-called pro-
Queer of dreams, and in the effort to
catch myself, the vision vanished. And
10, il was but dream,