Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1893-05-29

will al do as we please in that radiant
place if through the pardoning and
sanctifying grace of Christ we ever get
there. What d day it will be when we
stand on the beach of heaven and look
back on the Red sea of this worlds sin
and trouble and celebrate the fact that
we have got through and got over and
got up, our sins and our troubles at
tempting to follow gone clear down I'M
der the waves.
Oh, crimson floods, roll over them and
drown theno and drown them foreverl
What celebration it will be-Our resur-
rected bodies standing on the beach
whose pebbles are amethyst and emerald
and agate and diamonds! What shak-
ing of hands! What a talking over old
times! What a jubilee! What an OPP
portunity to visit In this world we
have so little time for that, l am looking
forward to eternal socialities. To be
with God and never sin against him. To
be with Christ and forever feel his love.
To walk together in robes of white with
those with whom on earth we walked
together in black raiment of mourning.
To gather up the members Of our scat
tered families and embrace them with no
embarrassment, though all heaven be
looking on.
TOGETHER AT THE LAST.
A mine in Scotland caved in and
caught amid the rocks a young man
who in a few days was to have been
united in holy marriage. No one could
get heart to tell his affianced of the
death Of her beloved, but some one made
her believe that he had changed his mind
about the marriage and willfully disap-
peared. Fifty years passed on, when
one day the miners delving in the earth
suddenly came on the body of that young
man, which had all those years been
kept from the air and looked just as it
was the day of the calamity. Strong,
manly, noble youth, he sat there looking
as on the day he died. But no one
recognized the silent form.
After awhile they called the oldest in
habitants to come and see if any one
could recognize him. A woman with
bent form and her hair snowy white with
years came last, and looking upon the
silent form that had been SO completely
preserved gave a bitter cry and fell into
a long swoon. 1t was the one to whom
half century before she was to have
been welded, looking then just as when
in the days of their youth their affec-
tons had commingled. But the emotion
of her soul was too great for mortal en-
durance, and two days after those who
so years before were to have joined
hands in wedlock were at last married
in the tomb, and side by side they wait
for the resurrection.
My friends, we shall come at last upon
those of our loved ones who long ago
halted in the journey of life. They will
be as fair and beautiful-yea, fairer and
more beautiful than when we parted
from them. 1t may be old age looking
upon childhood or youth. Oh, my Lord,
how we have missed them! Separated
for 10 years or 20 years or 90 years, but
together at the last. Together at the
last. Just think of i'll Will it not be
glorious? Miriam's song again appro-
pirate, for death riding on the pale horse
with his four hoofs on all our hearts shall
have been forever disconnected.
I see them now-the glorifed-as-
sembled for a celebration mightier and
more jubilant than that on the banks of
the Red sea, and from all lands and ages,
on beach of light above beach of light,
gallery above gallery and thrones above
thrones, in circling sweep of 10000 miles
of surrounding and upheaved splendor,
while standing before them on ''sea of
glass mingled with fire" Michael, the
archangel, with swinging scepter beats
time for the multitudinous chorus, cry
ing: ''Sing! Sing! Sing we to the Lord,
for he hath triumphed gloriously; the
horse and his rider hath he thrown into
the sea-"