Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-08-27

books from Which he quoted his author
tiles, and goes to his desk to finish his
neglected correspondence, or to pen an
indignant line to some reporter, Or
sketch the plan for a public defense
against the assaults Of the people. Hap
Ply when he got his first lawyers brief,
! exufsant when he triumphed owe his
first political rival, yet, sitting on the
/ very top of all that this world offers of
praise, he exclaims, mo rest, no rest!"
! from Despair to Triumph.
| The very world that now applauds
| will soon hiss. That world said of the
| great Webster: ''What statesman!
| What wonderful exposition of the con-
stitution! A man fit for any position. -
| That same world said after awhile:
s'Down with him! He is an Office seeker.
He is a sOt. He is q libertine Away
/ with himp' And there is no peace for
j the man until he lays down his broken
heart in the grave at Marshield. Jeffrey
thought that if he could only be judge
that would be the making of him; got
to be judge and cursed the day in which
he was born. Alexander wanted to sub
merge the world with his greatness;
submerged it and then drank himself
trouble. Burns thought he would give
everything if he could win the favor of
courts and princes; won it, and amid
the shouts of a great entertainment
when poets and orators and duchesses
were adoring his genius wished that he
could creep back into the obscurity in
which he dMelt when he wrote of the
Daisy. wee. modest. crimson tipped flower.
Napoleon wanted to make all Europe
tremble at his power; made it tremble,
then died, his entire military achieve
ments dwindling down to pair Of mill
tary boots which he insisted on having
on his feet when dying. At Versailles
I saw a picture of Napoleon in his
triumphs. Iwent into another room and
saw bust of Napoleon as he appeared
at st. Helena; but oh, what grief and
anguish in the face Of the latter! The
first was Napoleon in triumph; the last
was Napoleon with his heart broken.
How they laughed and cried when sill
yer tongued Sheridan in the midday of
prosperity harangued the people of Brit
ain, and how they howled at and exc
Grated him when, outside of the room
where his corpse lay, his creditors tried
to get his miserable bones and sell
them!
This world for rest? 4'Aha!" cry the
waters, ''no rest here! We plunge to
the sea- "Ahar' cry the mountains,
mo rest here! We crumble to the
plain. - "Ahal'' cry the towers, ''no
rest herel We follow Babylon and
Thebes and Nineveh into the dust. "
No rest for the flowers; they fade. No
rest for the stars; they die No rest for
man; he must work, toll, suffer and
slave.
Arise Ye and Depart.
Now, for what have said all this?
Just to prepare you for the text, "Arise
We and depart, for this is not your rest. -
am going to make you a grand offer.
Some of you remember that when gold
was discovered in California large COM
panies were made up and started off to
get their fortune. Today I want to
make up a party for the land of gold.
I hold in nv hand deed from the pro-
prietor of the estate, in which he offers
to all who will join the company 10, 900
shares of infinite value in a city whose
streets are gold, whose harps are gold,
whose crowns are gold. You have read
of the crusaders-how that many thou
sands of them went off to conquer the
holy sepulcher. I ask you to join a
grandcr crusade not for the purpose of
conquering the sepulcher of a dead
Christ, but for the purpose of reaching
the throne of a living Jesus. When an
army is to De made up, the recruiting
officer examines the volunteers. He
tests their eyesight, he sounds their
ln cfat1
must be just right, or they are rejected
But there shall be no partially in max
ing up this army of Christ. Whatever
your moral or physical stature, what
ever your designations, whatever your
crimes. whatever your weaknesses, I
have q commission from the Lord AL
mighty to make up this regiment of re-
deemed souls, and I cry, ''Arise ye
and depart, for this is not your rest. -
Many Of you have lately joined this
company, and my desire is that you may
all join it. Why not? You know in
your own hearts experience that what
I have said about this world is true.
that it is nc place to rest in There are
hundreds here weary-oh, how weary
weary with sin, weary with trouble,
weary with bereavement. Some of you
have been pierced through and through.
You carry the scars of thousand con-
ficts, in which you have bled at every
pore, and you sigh, ooh, that had the
wings of a dove, that [ might fly away
and be at rest!' You have taken the
cup of this worlds pleasures and drunk
it to the dregs, and still the thirst claws
at your tongue, and the fever strikes to
your brain. You have chased pleasure
through every valley, by every stream.
amid every brightness and under every
shadow, but just at the moment when