Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1893-02-27
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Bible and pointing to the words: "Come
unto me all We that labor and are heavy
laden, and will give you rest. On,
come under the wings!
But now the summer day Is almost
past, and the shadows of the house and
barn and wagon-shed have heightened.
The farmer, with scythe or hoe on
shoulder, is returning from the fields.
The oxen are unyoked. The horses are
crunchng the oats at the full bin. The
air is bewitched of honeysuckle and
wild-briar. The milkman, pail in hand,
is approaching the barnyard. The fowls
keeping early hours, are collecting their
voung: "Cluckr' "Cluckr "C!uck!'
and soon all the eyes of that feathered
nursery are closed. The bachelors OF
the winged tribe have assembled to their
perch, but the hens, in motherhood
Divinely appointed, take all the risk OF
a slumber on the ground, and all night
long the wings will stay out-spread aud
the little ones will not utter a sound.
Thus at sun1own, lovely, safely, com
pletely,
TIE HEN BROODS HER YOUNG.
So. il we are the Lords, the evening OF
our life will come. The heats OF the
dav will have passed. There will be
be shadows and we cannot see as far.
The work of life will be about ended.
The hawks of temptation that lowered
in the sky will have gone to the woods
and folded their wings. Sweet siIences
will come down. The air will be redo
lent with the breath of whole arbors OF
promises sweeter than jasmine or eve
ming primroses. The air may be a lit
tie chill. but Christ will call US, and we
will know the voice and heed the call,
and we will come under the wings for
the night, the strong wings, tho solt
wings, the warm wings, and without
fear, aud in full sense or safety, apd
then we viii rest from shutdown to sun
rise, "as a hen gathereth her chickens
under her wing" Dear me! How many
souls the Lord hath thus brooded.
Mothers are watching over sick cradles
and then watching afterward over way
ward sons and daughters, at last them
selves taken care Of by motherly God.
Business men, after lifetime strug-
Cling with the uncertainties or money
markets and the change OF tariffs ana
the underselling of men, who, because
of their dishonesties, can afford TO IN
dersell, and years of disappointment and
struggle, at last under wings where
nothing can perturb them any more
than a bird OF prey, which Is ten miles
off, disturbs chick al midnight BROOD
ed in barnyard.
MY text has it's strongest application
for people who were born in the coun'
try, wherever you may now live, and
and that is the majority OF you. You
cannot hear my text without having all
the rustic scenes of the old farmhouse
come back to you. Good old days they
were. You knew nothing much o. the
world, for you had not seen the world
BY law OF association, you cannot re-
call the brooding
HEN AND HER CHICKENS
without seeing also the barn, and the
hay-mow, and the wagon-shed, aud tie
house, and the room where you played,
and the hreSide with the big backlog
before which you sat, and the neigh
bors. and the burial, and the wedding,
and the deep snowbanks. and hear the
village bell that called you to worship,
and seeing the horses which, after pull
ing you TO church, stood around the OLD
clapboarded Westinghouse, and those
who sat at either end OF the church
new. and indeed all the scenes OF your
first fourteen years, and you think OF
what Won were then and OF what you
are now, and all these thoughts are
aroused by the SIGHT Of the old hencoop.
Some Of you had better go back and
start again. In thought return 10 that
place and hear the cluck, and see the
out-spread feathers, and come under
the wing, and make the Lord your por-
ton and shelter and warmth, preparing
for everything that may come, and so
avoid beng iSSed among those de-
scribed by me closing words OF my text,
las hen gathereth her chickens under
her wings, and ye would not" All,
that throws the responsibility upon US.
I'VE would not" Alas! for the. would
pots." If the wandering broodS of the
farm heed not their mothers call and
risk the hawk and dare the freshet and
expose themselves TO the frost and
storm. surely their calsmities are not
the mothers fault. "Ye would not!''
God would, but how many would not.
When a good man asked young wo-
man who had had abandoned her home
and who was deploring her wretched-
ness,
WHY SHE DID NOT RETURN,
the reply was: dare not go home. My
father is so provoked. he would not re-
ceive me home" Then" said the
Christian man, 81 will test this. aud 50
he wrote to the father, and the reply
came back, and in letter marked out
side Immediate" and inside saying,
LET her come at once; all is forgiven. "
So Gods invitation for you is marked
Immediate" on the outside is written,
"He will abundantly pardon" Oh, ye
wanderers from God aud happiness and
home and heaven, come under the shell
tering wing. Under this call, | see you
turning from your old way to the new
way, the living way, the Gospel way.
4 vessel in the Bristol Channel was
nearing the rocks called the 'SteeE
Holmes" Under the tempest, the
I vessel was manageable. and the
only hope was that the tide would
! change before she struck the rocks and
went down, and so the Captaia stood