Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1893-08-19

After clergyman had preached ser
mon in regard to the glories of Heaven
and the splendors of the scene, an aged
woman said: IF all that Is to go on In
Heaven, don't know what will become
of my poor head" Oh! my friends
there will be so many things going on
in Heave have sometimes wondered II
the Lord would not forget You and me!
Perhaps Paul said sometimes: Il
wonder God does not forget me down
here in Antioch, and in the prison, and
in the shipwreck. There are so many
sailors, so many wayfarers, SO many
heart-brollen men," says Paul, per
haps God may forget me. And then
am so vile a sinner. How ! whipped
those Christians. With what ven
geance ! mounted that cavalry horse
and dashed up to Damascus! Oh! it
will take mighty attorney to plead
my cause and get me free. but just ut
that moment there came in upon Paul's
soul something mightier than the
surges that dashed his ship into Melita,
swifter than the horse he rode to DEM
ascus. 1t was the swift and overwhelm-
| ing thought of Christ's intercesion.
MY friends, we must have an advo-
cate A poor lawyer is worse than no
lawyer at all. We must have one who
is able successfully toprcsent our cause
before God. Where is he? Who is he?
There is only one advocate in all the
universe who can plead our cause in
the last Judgment, that can plead our
cause before God in the great tribunal.
! have to tell you that Christ can do
many thinge: but it seems to me that
His speciality is to take the bad case OF
the sinner and plead it before God until
lie gets eternal acquittal. Oh! we
must have Him for our advocate.
But what plea can He make? Some
times an attorney in court will plead
the innocence of the prisoner. That
would be inappropriate for MS; we are
all guilty! guilty! unclean! unclean!
Christ, our advocate, will not plead our
innocence. Sometimes the attorney in
court tries to prove an alibi He says:
This prisoner was not ut the scene;
he was at some other place ut the
time" Such plea will not do in our
case. The Lord found us in all our
sins, and in the very place of our in
iquity. 1t is impossible to prove an
alibi Sometimes an attorney will
plead the insanity of the pris-
oner, and say he is irresponsible
on that account. That plea will
never do in our case. We sinned against
light, against knowledge, against the
dictates of our own consciences; we
knew what we were doing. What then
shall the plea be?
The plea for our eternal deliverance
will be Christ's own martyrdom. He
will say: Look at all these wounds.
BY all these sutferings / demand the
rescue of this man from sin and death
and hell. Constable. knock off the
shackles-let the prisoner go free"
''Who is he that condemneth? 1t is
Christ that died, yea, rather that is
risen again, who is even ut the right
hand of God, who also maketh interces-'
sion for us"
But why all this gladness on the
faces of these sons and daughters OF
the Lord Almighty? ! know what you
are thinking of. A Saviour dead, a
Saviour risen. Saviour exalted,
Saviour interceding. What" say you,
sis all that for me?' All! all. Never
let me hear you complaining about
anything again. With your pardoned
sin behind you, and a successful Christ
pleading above You, and glorious
Heaven before you, how can you be
respondent about anything?
1t was in the last days of the reign
terror, the year 1893. Hundreds and
thousands had persisted under the
French guillotine. France groaned
with the tyrannies of Robespierre
and the Jacobin club. The last
group of sufferers had had their
locks shorn by Monchotte, the
prison barber, so that the neck
might be bare to the keen knife OF the
guillotine. The carts came up to the
prisoner, the poor wretches were
placed in the carts and driven off to-
ward the scaffold; but while they were
going toward the scaffold there was IN
outcry in the street, and then the shock
of firearms and then the cry, Robes
spierre has fallen. Down with the
Jacobins! Let France be free" But
the armed soldiers rode in upon these
rescuers, SO that the poor wretches in
the carts were taken to the scaffold,
and horribly died. But that very
night these monsters of persecution
were seized, and Robespierre persisted
under the very guillotine that he had
reared for others, all France clapping
their hands with joy as his head rolled
into the executioner's basket. Then
the axes of the excited populace were
heard pounding against the gates OF
the ,rison and the Door prisoners