The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1894-11-09
pointed back to tho fortress and

p, pointed back to the fortress and
THAT place is perfect hell, "
Car photographers, aware Of the i'm.
monse necessity Of having plenty Of
words to express the different shades Of
trouble, have strown over thor pages
such words rs annoyance. Distress"
"grief," bitterness" ''heartache,"
misery" "twingc," "pang," tor
ture, "affiiotion, anguish, "tribu.
lation, "wretchedness, "woe." But
| have glad sound for every hospital,
for every sickroom, for every lifelong
Invalid, for every broken heart. There
shall be no more pain. Thank Godl
Thank God!
Recognition.
No malarias float in tho air. No
bruised foot treads that street No wea-
ry arm. No painful respiration. No
hectic flush. No one can drink of that
healthy fountain aud keep faint hearted
or faint headed. He whose foot touches
that pavement bccomoth an athlete.
The first kiss Of that summer air will
take the wrinkles from the old mans
check. AMID thc multitude of songsters
not one diseased throat. The first flash
of the throne will scatter the darkness
of those who We're born blind. See the
lame man leaps as q hart and the dumb
sing. From that bath of infinite delight
we shall step forth, our WEAKNESS for
gotten. Who are those radiant onesl
Why, that enc had his jaw shot off at
fredericksburg; that one lost his ey-s
in powder blast; that one had his
back broken by q fall from the ships
halyards; that one died of gangrene in
the hospital. No mora pain. Sure
enough, here is Robert Hall, who never
before saw well day, and Edward
Payson, whose body was ever torn Of
distress, and Richard Baxter, who pass
ed through untold physical torture. All
we'll. No more pain. Here, too, are the
Thoban legion, "a great host of 6,666
put to the sword for Christ's sake. No
distortion on their countenance. No
fires to hurt them, Or floods to drown
them, or racks to tear them. All well.
Here are the Scotch Covenanters, none
to hunt them now. The dark cave and
imprecations of Lord Claverhouse ex-
changed for temple service, and the
presence of him who helped Hugh Lati-
mer out of the fire. All WELL No more
pain.
| set open tho door of heaven until
there blows on you this refreshing
breeze The fountains of God have made
it cool, and the gardens have made il
sweet l do not know that Solomon ever
heard on a hot day the ice click in al
ice pitcher, but he wrote as if he die
when he said, AS cold waters to 6
thirsty soul, so is good news from fal
country"
Clambering among the Green noun
tains was tired and hot and thirsty
and shall not forget how refreshing i
was when, after awhile, heard thu
mountain brook tunbling over the rocks
had no cup, no chalice, so got dow
on my knees and face to drink. Oh
ye climbers on the journey, with Gu
feet and parched tongues and feveret
temples, listen to the rumbling of sap
phire brooks amid lowered banks, owe
golden shelvings Listen! ''The LAM
which is in the midst Of the thron
shall lead them unto living fountain
of water" do not offer it to You in
chalice. To take this you must bend
Get down on your knees and on you
face, and drink out of this great foun
tain of Gods consolation. "And, 10,
heard voice from heaven, as the voic
Of many waters. +"