The Red Cloud chief., 1894-04-27

cnlng crooktd backs without any pang
Of surgery, and standing whole choir(
of music along the silent galleries of }
deaf ear, and giving healthful nervon\
system to catalepticsl Sympathy Hd
did not give them stoical advice or phi
Josephine about the science of grief. Ho
sat down and cried with them.
1t is spoken Of as the shortest verse
in tho Bible, but to mo it is about tho
longest and grandcst, Jesus wept.'
All, many Of us know tho meaning Of
thatl When wo were in great trouble,
some one came in with voluble consola.
ton and quoted the Scripture in q sort
of heartlcSs way and did not help rs ut
all. But after awhile some one else camo
in, and without saying o word sat down
and burst into u flood Of tears at tho
sight of our woe, and somehow il help
cd MS right away. Jesus wept." You
sec, it was adccply attached household,
that Of Mary and Martha and Lazarus.
The father and mother were dead, and
the girls depended on their brother.
Lazarus had said to them: Now, Mary,
now, Martha, stop your worrying. I will
take care Of you. I will DO to you both
father and mother. My arm is strong.
Girls, you can depend OH mel"
Comfort Of Tears.
But now Lazarus was sick-yca, Lag
arus was dead. All broken up, tho sis
ters sit disconsolate, and there is q knock
ut the door. Come In" says Martha.
Come in" says Mary. Christ entered,
and he just broke down. 1t was too much
for him. He had been SO often and so
kindly entertained in that home before
sickness and death devastated 1t that hc
chokcd up and sobbcd aloud, and the
tears trickled down tho sad face Of the
sympathetic Christ. Jesus wcpt."
Why do you not try that mode Of help
ing? You say, II nm q man Of few
words" Oh II am q woman Of few
words" Why, you dear soul, words are
not necessary. Initiate your Lord and
go to those afflicted homes and cry with
them.
John Murphyi Wcll, You did not
know him. Once, when I was in great
bereavement, no calno to my house.
Kind ministers Of the gospel had come
and talked beautifully and prayed with
us and did all they could to console.
But John Murphy, II Of the best friends
l ever had, q big souled, glorious Irish
man, camo in and looked into my face,
put out his broad, strong hand and said
not word, but sat down and cried with
us. I am not enough Of aphilOsopher to
say how it was or why 1t was, but some
how from door to door and from floor
to ceiling tho room was filled with an
oil pervading comfort. ''Jesus wept."
I think that Is what makes Christ
such q popular Christ. There are so
many who want sympathy. Miss Fiske,
tho famous HISTORIAN missionary, was
in the chapel ono day talking to tho
heather, and she vas in very poor health
and so weak sho sat upon q mat while
she talked and felt tho need Of some
thing to lean against, when she felt a
woman's form Mt her back and heard n
woman's voice saying, Lean OH me-"
She leaned II little, but did not want to
DO too cumbersome, when the woman's
voice said, Lean hard; II you love me,
loan hard"
And that makes Christ 80 lovely. He
wants all tho sick and troubled and
weary to lean against him. and no says,
LEAN hard; if you love me, lean hard"
Aye, he Is close by with his sympathet-
ic help. Hedley Wears. the famous sol
dicr and Christian Of the Crimean war,
died because when he was wounded his
regiment was too far off from the tent
of supplies. He was not MORALLY wound
ed, and if the surgeons could only have
got at the bandages and the medicines
he would have recovered. So much of
human sympathy and h%opefulness comes
too late. But Christ is always close by
if wo want him, and has all the medi-
cincs ready, and has eternal life for all
who ask for it. sympathy!
A Sublime Self Sacrifice.
Aye, he was lovely in his doctrines.
Self sacrifice or tho relief Of the suffer.
ing Of others by our w suffering. He
was the only physician that ever pro-
posed to cure his patients by taking their
disorders. Self sacrifice! And what did
he not give up for others? The best eli
mate in the universe, tho mir Of heaven,
for tho wintry weather Of Palestine, q
scepter of unlimited dominion for q
prisoners box in al earthly courtroom,
a flashing tiara for q crown Of singing
bramblos, q palace for q cattle pen, u
throne for a cross. Self sacrifice! What
is more lovely? Mothers dying for their
children down with, scarlet fever, rail
road engineers going down through
the open drawbridge to save the train,
firemen scorched to death trying to help
some ono down the ladder from the
fourth story Of the consuming house.
All these put together only faint and
insufficient SMILES by which to illustrate
the grander, mightier, farther reaching
self sacrifice of the altogether lovely"
Do you wonder that the story of his
self sacrifice has led hundreds Of thou
sands to dio for him? In one series of
prosecutions over 600, 900 We're put to
| death for Christ's sake, For him Blan-