The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1894-04-11

"Well," said the young man, what was
the sick ones name-where is he from?"
"Well," said the hotel keeper, she is
from Providence college" Providence
college! What is his name::' Ellison"
Ellison Oh, how the young man was
stunned! It was his old college mate
dead without any hope.
It was many hours before the young
man could leave that hotel. He got on
his horse and started homeward, and all
the way he heard something saying to
him: Dead! Lost! Dead! Lost!' He
came to no satisfaction until he entered
the Christian life, until he entered the
Christian ministry, until he became one
Of the most eminent missionaries Of the
cross, the greatest Baptist missionary
the world has ever seen since the days Of
Paul-no superior to Adoniram Judson.
Mighty on earth, mighty in heaven
Adoniram Judson. Which do you like
the best, Judson's skepticism or Judson's
Christian life, Judson's suffering for
Christ's sake, Judson's almost martyr
dom? Oh, young man, take your choice
between these two kinds of lives. Your
own heart tells you this morning the
Christian life is more admirable, more
peaceful, more comfortable and more
beautiful.
In GOOD COMPANY.
Oh, if religion does so much for man
on earth. what will it do for him in
heaven? That is the thought that com $
to me now. If a soldier car afford to
shout "Huzza!' when he goes into bat
tie, how much more jubilantly he can
afford to shout "Huzza!" when he has
gained the victory. If religion is sogood
a thing to have here, how bright a thing
it will be in heaven! I want to see that
young man when the glories Of heaven
have robed and crowned him. want
to hear him sing when all huskiness Of
earthly colds is gone and he rises up
with the great doxology.
I want to know what standard he will
carry when marching under arches Of
pearl in the army of banners. I want
to know what company he will keep in
the land where they are all kings and
queens forever and ever. If I have in
duced one Of you this morning to begin
a better life, then I want to know it. I
may not in this world clasp hands with
you in friendship. may not hear from
your own lips the story of temptation
and sorrow, but l will clasp hands with
you when the sea is passed and the gates
are entered.
That / might WOO you to a better life,
and that I might show you the glories
with which God clothes his dear chill
dren in heaven, I wish I could this morn
ing swing back n of the II gates that
there might dash upon your ear one
shout of the triumph; that there might
fame upon your eyes one blaze of the
splendor. Oh, when I speak of that good
land, you involuntarily think Of some
one there that you loved-father, moth
er, brother, sister or dear little child gar
nered already.
You want to know what they are do
ing this morning. I will tell you what
they are doing. Singing! You want to
know what they wear. I will tell you
what they wear. Coronets of triumph!
You wonder why oft they look to the
gate Of the temple and watch and wait.
I will tell why they watch and wait
and look to the gate of the temple. For
your coming! / shout upward the news
today, for I am sure some Of you will re-
pent and start for heaven: ooh, ye
bright ones before the throne, your
earthly friends are coming! Angels pois-
ing midair, cry up thename! Gatekeeper
of heaven, send forward the tidings!
Watchman on the battlements celestial,
throw the signal"
LosTTHRONE.
"Oh," you say, religion 1 am going
to have. It is only a question of time"
My brother, I I'M afraid that you
may lose heaven the way Louis Phi
lippe lost his empire. The Partisan mob
came around the Tuileries. the national
guard stood in defense Of the palace,
and the commander said to Louis Phi
lippe: Shall I fire now? Shall I order
the troops to fire? With n volley we
can clear the place." NO" said Louis
Philippe, mot yet" A few minutes
passed on, and then Louis Philippe, see
ing the case was hopeless, said to the
general, "Now is the time to fire.
"No," said the general, cit is too late
now. Don't you see that the soldiers
are exchanging arms with the citizens?
It is too late"
Down went the throne Of Louis Phi
lippe. Away from the earth went the
house of Orleans, and all because the
king said. "Not yet, not YETI May CD
forbid that any of you should adjourn
this great subject of religion and should
postpone assailing your spiritual foes I'M
til it is too late, too late-you losing a
throne in heaven the way that Louis
Philippe lost a throne on earth.
When the Judge descends in might.
Clothed in majesty and light;
80 When the earth shall quake with fear,
Where, oh, where wilt thou appear?
Napoleon Leads.
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