Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-10-29

pei. 1t IS not g mere wh1m or caprice.
1t IS life OF death. 1t is heaven or hell.
You come before your child, and you
have present in your hand. You put
your hands behind your back and say:
(Which hand will you take? In one
hand there is treasure; in the other
there is not. - The child blindly chooses.
But God our Father does not do that
way with us. He spreads out both hands
and says: "Now this shall be very plain.
In that hand are pardon and peace and
life and the treasures of heaven. In
that hand are punishment and sorrow
and woe. Choose, choose for yourselves!'
''He that believeth and is baptized shall
be saved, but he that believeth not shall
be damned.
The Unsearchable Riches.
Oh, my dear friends, 1 wish I could
coax you to accept this gospel! If you
could just take one look in this laver of
looking glasses spoken of in the text,
you would begin now spiritual ablu.
ton. The love Of Christi dare not,
toward the close Of my sermon, begin to
tell about it. The love of Christ! Do
not talk to me about mountain; it is
higher than that. Do not talk to me
about sea; it is deeper than that.
An artist in his dreams saw such
splendid dream of the TRANSPORTATION of
Christ that he awoke and seized his
pencil and said, "Let me paint this and
die Oh, [ have seen the glories Of
Christi I have beheld something Of the
beauty of that great sacrifice on Calva-
ry, and I have sometimes felt / would
be willing to give anything if I might
just sketch before you the wonders Of
that sacrifice. / would like to do it
while I live, and l would like to do it
when I die LET me paint this and
die" He comes along, weary and worn,
his face wet with tears, his brow Grim
son with blood, and he lies down ON
Calvary for you. No, I mistake. Moth
ing was as comfortable as that A stone
on Calvary would have made soft pill
low for the dying head of Christ. Moth
ing SO comfortable as that. He does not
lie down to die; he stands up to die,
his spiked hands outspread as if to en-
brace a world. Oh, what a hard end for
those feet that had travelled all over Ju-
deea on ministries of mercy What q
hard end for those hands that had wiped
away tears and bound up broken heartsl
Very hard, o dying Lamb of God, and
yet there are those who know it and
who do not love thee. They say: "What
is all that to me? What if he does weep
and groan and die? don't want him"
Lord Jesus Christ, they will not help
thee down from the cross! The soldiers
will come, and they will tear thee down
from the cross and put their arms
around thee and lower thee into the
tomb, but they will not help. They SEE
nothing to move them. Oh, dying Christ,
turn on them thine eyes of affection
now and see if they will not change
their minds!
saw one hanging tree
In agony and blood
Who fixed his languid eyes on me
AS near his cross stood.
Oh, never till my latest breath
Will I forget that look!
He seemed to charge me with his death, |
Though not word he spoke.
And that is all for you! Oh, can you
not love him? Come around this laver,
old and young. 1t is SO FURNISHED you
can see your sins and so deep you can |
wash them all away. O mourner, here |
battle your bruised soul, and, sick one, |
here cool your hot temples in this laver!
Peace! Do not cry any more, dear soul!
Pardon for all thy SINS comfort for all |
thy Affections. The black cloud that
hung laundering over Sinai has foated |
above Calvary and burst into the show |
er of Il Saviour tears.
I saw in Kensington Garden a picture |
Of Waterloo q good while after the bat
tie had passed and the grass had grown |
oil fl,n Gnl1 II
mounted cannon, and lamb had come |
up from the pasture and lay sleeping in
the mouth Of that cannon. So the artist
had represented it--a most suggestive
thing. Then thought how the war be-
tween God and the soul had ended, and
instead of the announcement, 'Tho |
wages of sin is DEATH there came the |
words, "My peace I give unto thee
and amid the batteries of the law that
had once quaked with the fiery hail OF
death beheld the Lamb of God, which
taketh away the sin of the world.
went to Jesus as I was,
Weary and worn and sad.
/ found in him resting place,
And he has made me glad
Men Who Do Not Register.
''I don't see his name on the regis
ter said gentleman who was inquir-
ing for friend at one of the hotels last
night.
"He is here replied the clerk
"Give me your card, please
Then the clerk informed the man that
his friend had not registered, but he
had a room ia the hotel.
1t is frequent thing for man to
stop at hotel and not register. Ex-
Speaker Reed never registers. Neither
does Tom Platt, ex-President Harrison,
Lieutenant Governor Sheehan, Senator