Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1893-09-04

careful about the construction OF aspi,
der's eye as ne Is in the conformation VI
flaming galaxies.
Plato had fable which / have now
nearly forgotten, but it ran something
like this: he said spirits OF the otner
world came back to this world TO mo
body and find sphere OF WORK. One
spirit came and took the body OF King
and did his work. Another spirit came
and took the body of poet, and ala MS
work. After awhile Ulysses came, ana
he said, "Why, all the fine bodies are
taken, and all the ground Work IS
taken. There is nothing left for me-
And some one replied, "Ahl the best
one has been left for you" ulysses
said, whats that?" And the repiy
was, 1.-THE body of a common man, 40
ing a common work. and for common
reward" A good fable for the world,
and just as good fable for the Church.
But | remark again: We ought 10
bring the religion of Jesus Christ into
our ordinary blessings. Every autumn
the President Of the United states ana
the governors make prociamatl N, ana
we are called together in our churches
TO give thanks TO God for his goodness.
Eut every day ought TO be THANKS
giving day. We take most OF the bless
ings OF life as a matter Of course. we
have had ten thousand blessings this
morning, for which we have not
thanked God. BEFORE the night comes
we will have Thousand more blessings
you will never think OF
MENTIONING BEFORE GOD.
II YOU were thirsty and asked me for
a drink, and / gave YOU this glass OF
water, your common instinct would re-
ply. Thank you" And yet, how many
cbalices OF mercy we get hour by hour
from the hand OF the Lord, our Father
and our King, and we do not even think
to say Thank you" More just to men
than we are just TO God.
Who thinks of thanking God for the
water gushing up in the well, foamlng
in the cascade, laughing over the rocks,
pattering in the shower, clapping It's
hands in the sea? Who thinks to thank
God for the air, the fountain OF lie, the
bridge of sunbeams, the path OF sound,
the great fan on hot summer day?
Who thinks 10 thank God for this won
derful physical organism, this sweep OF
vision, this chime of harmony struck
into the ear, this crimson tide rolling
through arteries and veins, this drum
ming of the heart on the march OF i'm
morality
cohvict myself, and Iconvict every
one of you while / say these things, that
we are unappreciatye Of the common
mercies of life. And yet il they were
withdrawn, the heavens would with
hold their rain, and the earth would
crack open under our feet, and famine
and desolation Ond sickness, and woe
would stalk across the earth, and the
whole earth would
BECOME A PLACE OF SKULLS.
O, my friendsl let US wake up to an
appreciation OF the common merits OIL
life. Let every day be Sabbath, every
meal a sacrament, every room holy OF
HOLES. We all have burdens to bear;
let us cheerfuliy bear them. We all
have battles to fight, let US courageous
ly fight them.
II we want to die right, we must live
right. You go home and attend to your
little sphere OF duties. | will go home
and attend to my little sphere of duties.
You cannot do my work; l cannot do
your work. Negligence aid indolence
will win the hiss of everlasting scorn,
while faithiulness will gather its gar
lands, and wave its Sceptre, and sit
upon its throne long after the world
has put on ashes aud eternal ages have
bcSun their march.