Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1893-02-04

grand thOugnt! bc not uiscouruSeu,
nv friends, you are going to the univer-
sity yet Death will only matriculate
you into the royal college OF the uni
verse.
What n sublime thing 1t was that DR..
Thornwell, of South Carolina, uttered
in his last dying moments! AS he
looked up he said, 1T opens; it ex-
pands, it expands" Or as Mr.. Toplady,
the author of Rock Of Ages" in his
last moment, or during his last hours,
looked up and said, as though he saw
something supernatural, Light! and
then as he came on nearer the dying
moment, his countenance more lumin-
GUS, he cried, "Light!' and at the very
moment OF his departure lifted both
hands, something supernatural in his
countenance as he cried, Light" Only
another name for sunshine.
Besides that, we shall have the pleas
ures of association. We will go right
up in the front Of God without any
fright. All our sins gone, there will be
nothing to be frightened about There
our old Christian friends will troop
around us Just as now one Of your
sick friends goes away to Florida, the
land of flowers, or to the south OF
France, and you do not see him for q
long while, and after awhile you meet
him, and the hollows under the eyes
are all filed, and the appetite
has come back, and the crutch
has been thrown away, and he is
so changed you hardly knew him; you
say: "Why, never saw you look so
we'll" He says: II couldn't help but
be we'll l have been sailing these
rivers and climbing these mountains,
and that's how got this elasticity.
never was SO we'll" o, my friendsl
your departed loved ones are only away
for their health in n better climate, and
when you meet them they will be SO
changed you will hardly know them;
they will be so very changed, and, after
awhile, when you are assured that they
are your friends, your departed friends,
you will say: "Why, where is that
cough? Where is that paralysis?
Where is that pneumonia? Where is
that consumption" And he will say:
"Oh! am entirely we'll; there are no
sick ones in this country; have been
ranging these hills and hence this elias
ITCHY. / have been here now twenty
years, and not one sick one have seen
we arc all we'll in this climate"
And then l stand ut the gate Of the
celestial city to see the professions come
out, and see long procession of little
children with their arms full of flow
ers, and then see procession of kings
and priests moving in celestial
pageautry-a long procession, but no
black vehicle, no mourning
group, and l say: How strange it is!
Where is your Greenwood? where is
your Laurel Hill? where is your
Westminster Abbey?" And they
shall cry: There are no graves
here" And then listen for the
tolling of the old belfries OF
Heaven, the old belfries Of eternity.
listen to hear them toll for the dead,
but they toll not for the dead; they
only strike up silver chime, tower to
tower, east gate to west gate, as they
ring out, They shall hunger no more,
neither thirst any more, neither shall
the sun light on them, nor any heat;
for the Lamb which is in the midst Of
the throne shall lead them to living
fountains of water, and God shall wipe
away all tears from their eyes,"
Oh! unglove your hand and give it to
me in congratulation on that scene.
feel as if l would shout will shout
halleluiah! Dear Lord, forgive me that
ever complained about anything. II
all this is all before us, who cares for
anything but God and Heaven and eter-
nal brotherhood? Take the Grape of
the door-bell. Your loved ones are only
away for their health in q land ambro-
sial. Come Lowell Mason; come Isaac
Watts, and give US your best hymn
about joy celestial.
What is the use OF postponing our
heaven any longer? Let it begin now
and whatsoever hath harp, let her
thrum it; and whatsoever hath truni-
pet, let him blow it; and whosover hath
an organ, let him give US full diapa-
son. They crowd down the air, spirits
blessed, moving in csvalcade of tri-
umph. Their chariot wheels whirl in
the Sabbath sunlight They come.
Halt! armies of God! Halt! until we
are ready to join the battalion OF pleas
ures that never die.
Omy friends!it would take sermon as
long as eternity to tell the joys that are
coming to us. / just set open the sun.
shiny door. Come in, all We disciples OF
the world who have found the world a
mockery. Come in, all ye disciples oil
the dance, and see the bounding feet oil
this heavenly gladness. Come in, We
disciples of worldly amusement, and
see the stage where kings are the &C.
tors and burning worlds the footlightS
md fl,ronez the anectacular Arise.