Milford chronicle., 1893-06-16

Tith which he was scOurged and Eve wi
ell how aromatic Eden was the day sh
left it, and John Rogers will tell of th
smart ofthe flame, and Elijah of the fer
( team thI wheeled him up the sky steep!
and Christ Of the numbness and parOxysr
and hemoirhages of the awful crucifixior
/ There thegare before the throne of God
/ On one elevltion all those who were struc
Of the stat. On a higher elevation al
/ those who ware struck of the rod. On
/ highest elevation and amid the highes
attitudes of heaven all those who wer
under the Wheel He will not ever b
| thrashingsit.
Oh, my heardSs, is there not enough salv
/ I'm this text 60 make a plaster large enougl
/ TO heal your wouldsY When a child
| hurt, the mother isvery apt to say to il
. ''Now, it will soon fei better" And that il
what God says when ie unbosoms all tn,
[ trouble in the hush OF this great promise
"Weeping may endurtfor a night, but Joy
cometh in the mornig." You may leave
your pocket andkercIef sopping wet with
tears on your death pillow, but you viii &c
up absolutely sorroVlss. They will weal
black; you will weatWhite. Expresses for
them; palms for youA
You will say: rs IL iossible that am
here9 Is this heavenY i'm so pure now
I will never do anything wrong' Am I 50
we'll that will never agtn be sick? Are
these compaiiionships sofirm that they
will never again be broker. Is that Maryf
Is that John? Is that my',ved one I put
away into darkness? Can be that these
are the faces of those who ls so wan and
emaciated in the back roompn that awful
night dying9 Oh, how rad.nt they arel
Look at theml How radianehey arel
NOT a SUNSET.
"Why, how unlike this pee is from
what 1 thought when left Il world be-
low. Ministers drew pictures this land,
but how tame compared with lie reality
They told me on earth that dea' was sun
set. No. mol 1t is sunrisel Glfous sun
risel I see the light now purplinthe hills,
and the clouds flame with the conng day!"
Then the gates of heaven will b bopened.
and the entranced soul, with the uteness
and power of the celestial vision, tll look
ten thousands of miles down upon te ban
nered proeession-a river Of shinlering
splendor-and will cry out, Nv, arc
thew" And the angel Of God Siding
close bv will say, Don't you kno who
they are2" NO says the entrancetoul,
Il cannot guess who they are" The gel
will say: Il viii tell you, then, who there
These are they who came out Of great ib-
ulation or thrashing and had their res
washed and made white in the blood of
Lamb"
Oh, that could administer some Of thA |
drops of celestial anodyne to those nervO |
and excited souls. If you would tan
enough of it, it would cure all your pangi
The thought that you are going to g
through with this after awhile, all this sol
row and all this troubled We shall have
great many grand days in heaven, but
will tell YOU which Will be the grander
day of all the million ages of heaven. Yo
say, Are you sure you can tell meg" Yes
1 can. 1t W I be the day we get there
Some say hea en- is growing more glorious
1 suppose it is, but donOt care much abou
that. Heaven now is good enough for me
History has no more gratulatory seen
than the breaking in of the English arm
upon Lucknow, India. A few weeks be
fore n massacre had occurred at Cawnpore
and 26O women and children had been pu
in a room. lien fyep professional butcher
went in and slew them. Then the bodie
of the slain were taken out and thrown in
to a we'll. As the English army came int
Cawnpore they went into the room, and
oh. what a horrid scenel Sword stroke
on the wall near the floor, showing tina
the moor things had crouched when the
died. and they saw also that the floor wa
ankle deep in blood. The soldiers walke'
on their heels across it lest their shoes b
submerged of the carnage. And on tina
floor of blood there were flowing locks o
hair and fragments Of dresses.
DESPAIR TURNED TO TRIUMPH.
Out in Lucknow they had heard Of tn
massacre, and the women were waiting 70
the same awful death; waiting amid an
guish untold; waiting in pain and starva
ton, but waiting heroically, when one da.
Havelock and Outrslm and Norman an'
Sir David Baird and Peel, the heroes of tn
English army-huzza for them!-broke il
on that horrid scene, and whileyet the gun
were sounding, and while cheers were is
suing from the starving. dying people OF
the one side, and from the travel worn ant
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 ant
the pencil of the painter
And no wonder, when these emaciateC
women, who had suffered so heroically fol
Christ's sake, marched out from their in
earcerations one wounded English soldier
got up in his fatigue and wounds and lean
ed against the wall and threw his cap VI
and shouted, Three cheers, my boys, fol
the brave womenp
Oh, that was an exciting scene. But O
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 heav-
en-, and there will be illumination in every
place, and there will be candle in everv
window-ah, no; l 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
haill sons and daughters of the Lord God
Almighty.