Connecticut western news., 1894-03-08
FIGHTING FOR SALVATION.

of Christ as though he were going to do something grand for us after awhile. He has done it. People talk as though 10 or 20 years from now, in the closing hours of our life or in some terrible pass of life, Jesus will help us. He has done the work already. He did it 1861 years ago. You might as we'll talk of Washington as though he were going to achieve our na- tional independence in 1850 as to speak of Christ as though he were going to achieve our salvation in the future. He did it in the year of our Lord 33-1 ,861 years ago-on the field of Bozrah, the cap tain of our salvation fighting unto death for your and my emancipation.
 All we have to do is to accept that fact in our hearts, and we are free for this world, and we are free for the world to come. But. lest we might not ac- cept, Christ comes through here today .'traveling in the greatness of his strength" not to tell you that he is go- ing to fight for you some battle in the future, but to tell you that the battle is already fought and the victory already won.
 You have noticed that when soldiers come home from the wars they carry on their flags the names of the battlehelds where they were distinguished The Englishman coming back has on his ban ner Inkerman and Balaklava; the Frenchman, Jena and Eylau; the Ger man, Versailles and Sedan. And Christ has on the banner he carries as conquer or the names of 10, 900 battlefelds he won for you and for me. He rides past all our homes of bereavement-by the door bell swathed in sorrow, by the wardrobe black with woe, by the dismantled for tress of our strength.
 Come out and greet him today, O ye peoplel See the names of all the battle passes on his flag. Ye who are poor, read on this ensign the story of Christ-s hard crusts and pillowless head. Ye who are persecuted, read here of the ruffians who chased him from his first breath to his last. Mighty to soothe your troubles, mighty to balk your calamities, mighty to tread down your foes, ''traveling in the greatness of his strength" Though his horse be brown with the dust of the march, and the fetlocks be wet with the carnage, and the bit be red with the blood of your spiritual foes, he comes up now, not exhausted from the battle, but fresh as when he went into it-com- ing up from Bozrah, ''traveling in the greatness of his strength"
 THE GREAT CoNQUERoR.
 You know that when Augustus and Constantine and Trajan and Titus came back from the wars what time there was. You know they came on horse back or in chariots, and there were tro- phies before, and there were captives be- hind, and there were people shouting on all sides, and there were garlands flung, from the window, and over the highway Q triumphal arch was sprung. The solid masonry today at Benevento, Rimini and Rome still tell their admiration for those heroes. And shall we let our con- queror go without lifting any acclaim? Have we not flowers red enough to de- pict the carnage, white enough to cele- brate the victory, fragrant enough to breathe the joy?
 Those men of whom just spoke drag ged their victims at the chariot wheels, but Christ, our Lord, takes those who once were captives and invites them into his chariot to ride, while he puts around them the arm of strength, saying, s'I have loved thee with an everlasting love, and the waters shall not drown it, and the fires shall not burn it, and eternity shall not exhaust it."
 If this be true, cannot see how any man can carry his sorrowsa a great while. If this conqueror from Bozrah is going to beat back all your griefs, why not trust him? Oh, do you not feel under this gospel your griefs falling back and your tears drying up as you hear the tramp of thousand illustrious promises led on by the conqueror from Bozrah, travelling, travelling in the greatness of his strength?"
 On that Friday which the Episcopal church rightly celebrates, calling it "Good Friday" your soul and mine were contended for. On that day Jesus proved himself mightier than earth and hell, and when the lances struck him he gath cred them up into a sheaf as a reaper gathers the grain, and he stacked them. Mounting the horse of the Apocalypse, he rode down through the ages travel ing in the greatness of his strength" On that day your sin and mine perished, if we will only believe it.
 THE LORD OF BUSINESS
 There may be some one here who may say: Il don't like the color of this con- queror's garments. You tell me that his garments were not only spattered with the blood of conflict, but also they were soaked; that they were saturated; that they were dyed in it." I admit it. You say you do not like that. Then I quote to you two passages of Scripture: With out the shedding of blood there is no remission" ''In the blood is the atone ment." But it was not your blood. It was his own. Not only enough to redden his garments and to redden his horse, but enough to wash away the sins of the world. Oh, the blood on his brow, the blood on his hands, the blood on his feet, the blood on bis sidel It seems as if an artery must have been cut.
 There is a fountain filled with blood
 Drawn from Immanuers veins,
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood
 Lose all their guilty stains.
 ht Q V CHUCK LOuuOTTOW dlLcIuOOu kO among the places of business or toll. It will be no difficult thing for you to find men who by their looks show you that they are overworked. They are prema- turely old. They are hastening rapidly toward their decease. They have gone through crises in business that shattered their nervous system and pulled on the brain. They have 8 shortness of breath, and 8 pain in the back of the head, and at night an insomnia that alarms them. Why are they drudging at business early and later For fun2 No; it would be diff cult to extract any amusement out of that exhaustion. Because they are avari- cious? In many cases, no. Because their own personal expenses are lavish? No; a few hundred dollars would meet all their wants.
 The simple fact is the man is enduring all that fatigue and exasperation and wear and tear to keep his home prosper