Orange County observer. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1880-1918, 1893-07-01

how radiant they are. Look al Them. How
radiant they are, .~,
Why. how unlike this place ID from shat
Thought when / left the world below. Min
sssers drew pictures Of this land, but how
tame compared with the reality. They told
his snnrisef Glorious sunr1.ei l see the
light now parplise .r- hills, and the clouds
fame with TIE coming DAY.
Then the gates Of heaven will be opened~
and the eniraneei soul. with the acuteness
and power OF the celestial vision. will look
ten thousands Of miles down upon the ban
nered proeesslon-a river OF shimmering
splendor-and will cry ont. who are they
And the angel Of God standing close by viii
say. ''Dotlt you khow who they are7' NO"
says the entranced soul, II cannot guess who
they are" The angel sill saS. II Hill tall
you, then. who they are. Thee are they
who came ont # great fertilization. or
thrashins, and had their robes washed and
made white In the blood of tAe Lamb"
oh. that I could administer some Of these
drops 81 celestial anodyne to these nervous
and excited souls. II YOU would take enough
Of it. il would cure all your pangs- The
thought that You are going TO set through
with this after awhile-a. this sorrow and
all this trouble. We shall have a great many
grand days in heaven, but l will tell you
which will he the grandesi day of all the mil
lion ages Of heaven. You say. Are you sure
rou can fell rie5' Yes. / can. II win be h
day We get there. Some say heavet, is grow
ing more glorious. suppose it is, but do
lot care much about that. Heaven now Is
good enough for me.
History has no more gratulatory scene
than the breaking in OF the English army
upon Lucknow, India A few weeks before
Il massacre had occurred at Cawnporc. and
go women and children had been put in II
room. Then FIVE professional butchers went
in and slew them. Then the bodies of the
slain were taken out and thrown into a well.
As the English army car1e into Cawnpore
they went into the room. and. oh. what IT
horrii scene Sword strokes on the wall
near the door. showing that the poor things
had crouched when they died, and they saw
also that the floor was ankle deep in blood.
The soldiers walked on their heels across il
lest their shoes be submerged Of the carnage.
And on that floor of blood there were flow
Ing locks of hair and fragments of dresses.
out in Lucknow they had heard % the
massacre. and the women were waiting for
the same awful death, waiting amid anguish
untold. waiting In pain and starvation, but
waiting heroicallv, when one day Hayelock
and Outran and Norman ana Sir David
Baird and Peel, the heroes of the English
army-huzya fer them broke in on that
horrid scene. and while yet this guns were
sounding. and while cheers were issuing
from the starving, dying people On the one
side and from the travel worn and powder
blackened soldiers on the other. right there
in front Of the kings palace there was such a
scene Of hardshaking and embracing and
boisterous JOY as would utterly cohfound tbs
pen Of the poet and the pencil Of the painter.
And 40 wonder, when these emaciated
women, who had suffered so heroically for
Christ's sake. marched out from their incar-
cerations one wounded English soldier got
up in his fatigue and wounds and leaned
against the wall and threw his cap up and
shouted, ''Three cheers, my boys, for the
brave women"
oh. that was an exciting scene But b
bladder and more triumphant scene will 1t
90 when you come up into heaven from the
conflicts and incarcerations of this world,
streaming with the wounds of battle and won
with hunger. And while the hosts of God
are cheering their great hosanna you will
strike hands Of congratulation and eternal
deliverance in the presence of the throne. On
that night there vii! be bonfires on every hill
of heaven, and there will be illumination in
every palace. and there will be a candle in
every window. All, no: | forget. l forget.
They will have nc need Of the candle or of
The sun, for the Lord God eiveth them light,
md they shall reign forever and ever. Hail,
lail. sons and daughters of the lord God
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