Connecticut western news., 1894-05-31

lants.
 Oh, how few people there are com pleteiy well! Some of you, by dint of perseverance, and care, have kept living to this time, but how you have had to war against physical ailmentsl Antedi- luvians, without medical college and in firmary and apothecary shop, multiplied their years by hundreds, but he who has gone through the gantlet of disease in our time and has come to 70 years of age is hero worthy of palm.
 The world seems to be great hospi- tai, and you run against rheumatisms and consumptions and scrofulas and neuralgias and scores of old diseases baptized by new nomenclature. Oh, how heavy burden sickness isl It takes the color out of the sky, and the sparkle out of the wave, and the sweet ness out of the fruit, and the luster out of the night. When the limbs ache, when the respiration is painful, when the mouth is hot, when the ear roars with unhealthy Instructions, how hard | it is to be patient and cheerful and as siduousl
 The Faith Cure.
 Cast thy burden upon the Lord. |" | Does your head ache? His wore the | thorn. Do your feet hurt? His were crushed of the spikes. Is your side pain ful? His was struck by the spear. Do | you feel like giving way under the bur | den? His weakness gave way under a cross. While you are ill every possible | way to try to restore your physical wig | tr b.a,. hot soothing than any anodyne, more vital | izing than any stimulant and more strengthening than any tonic is the prescription of the text, Cast thy bur den upon the Lord, and he will sustain | thee.
 We hear a great deal of talk now | about faith cure, and some people say it cannot be done and it is failure. l | do not know but that the chief advance ! of the church Is to be in that direc- | tion. Marvellous things come to me day | by day which make me think that if | the age of miracles is past it is because i the faith of miracles is past
 A prominent merchant of New York said to member of my family, My | mother wants her case mentioned to Mir | Talmage . This was the case He said: My ! mother had dreadful abscess, from | which she had suffered untold agonies, | and all surgery had been exhausted up | on her, and worse and worse she grew until we called in few Christian | friends and proceeded to pray about 1t | We commended her case to God, and | the abscess began immediately to be cured. She is entirely we'll now, and without knife and without any surgery. !" | So that case has come to me, and there are a score of other cases coming to our ears from ali parts of the earth. Oh, ye who are sick, go to Christi Oh, ye who are worn out with agonies of body, | Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and | he shall sustain theeP'
 Empty Cradles and Chairs. Another burden some have to carry is the burden of bereavement An, these are the troubles that wear us outl If we lose our property, by additional in- dustry perhaps we may bring back the estranged fortune If we lose our good name, perhaps by reformation of morals we may achieve again reputation for integrity, but who will bring back the | dear departed? i Alas, me, for these empty cradles and these t,anks of childish toys that will never be ussa againl Alas. me, for the | empty chair and the silence in the halls that will never echo again to those fa- | miliar footsteps! Alas, for the cry of widowhood and orphanage! What bit | ter Marahs in the wilderness, what | cities of the dead, what long. black shadow from the wing of death, what eyes sunken with grief, what hands | tremulous with bereavement, what in- struments of music shut now because there are no fingers to play on them! Is there no relief for such souls? Aye, let that soul ride into the harbor of my text:
 | The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose will not, will not desert to its foes | That soul, though all hell shall endeavor to | shake,
 | I'll never. no never, no never forsake.
 Now, the grave is brighter than the ancient tomb where the lights were per petually kept burning. The scared feet of him who was "the resurrection and the life'' are on the broken grave hill lock, while the voices of angels ring down the sky at the coronation of an- other soul come home to glory
 The Ruined Race.
 Then there are many who carry the burden of sin. Ah, we all carry it un- til ill the appointed way that burden is lifted. We need no Bible to prove that the whole race is ruined What spec tacle it would be if we could tear off the mask of human deflement or beat drum that would bring up the whole army of the worlds transgressions-the deception, the fraud, and, the rapine,
 and the murder, and the crime of all centuries! Aye, if 1 could sound the trumpet of resurrection in the soul of the best men in this audience, and all the dead sins of the past should come up we could not endure the sight Sin, grim and dire, has put its clutch upon the i'm mortal soul, and that clutch will never relax unless it be under the heel of him who came to destroy the works of the devil
 Oh, to have mountain of sin on the soull Is there no way to have the bur den moved? Oh, yes Cast thy burden upon the Lord" " The sinless one came to take the consequences of our sin! And
 I know he is in earnest How do know it? By the streaming temples and the streaming hands as he says, Come un-
 to me, all ye who are weary and heavy
 laden, and 1 will give you rest "
 Why will prodigals live on swines'
 husks when the robe, and the ring, and the fathers welcome are ready? Why go wandering over the great Sahara des- ert of your sin when you are invited to the gardens of God the trees of life and the fountains of living water? Why be houseiess and homeless forever when you may become the sons and daughters of the Lord God Almighty?