Democratic messenger., 1894-09-01

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
py when he got his first lawyers brief.
exultant when he triumphed over his
first political rival, yet, sitting on the
very top of all that this world offers Of
praise, he cxclaims, mo rest, no rest"
From Despair tn Triumph.
The very world that now applauds
will soon hiss. That world said of the
great Webster: What u statesman!
What wonderful exposition of the con-
stitution! a man fit for any position.
That same world said after awhile:
Down with him. He is an office seeker.
He is a sot He is libertine. Away
with him. And there is no peace for
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; get
to be judge and cursed the day in whitsa
he was born. Alexander wanted to sub
merge the world with his greatness;
submerged it and then drank himself
to death because he could not stand the
trouble. Burns thought he would give
everything if he could win the favor Of
courts and princes; Won it, and amid
the shouts of great entertainment
when poets and orators and duchesses
were adoring his genius wished that he
could creep back into the obscurity in
which he dwelt 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
l saw picture of Napoleon in his
triumphs. went into another room and
saw a bust of Napoleon rs he appeared
Mt St. Helena: hut, 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 tongucd Sheridan in the midday Of
prosperity harangucd 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? "Ahaw cry the
waters, mo rest here! We plunge to
the sea- .'Aha!" cry the mountains.
mo rest herel We crumble to the
plain aha" cry the towers, mo
rest here! We follow Babylon and
Thebes and Nincveh into the dust. ="
No rest for the flowers; they fade. No
rest for tho stars: they die. No rest for
man: he must work, toll, suffer aud
slave.
Arise Yc 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 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 / want to
make up party for the land of gold.
/ hold in my 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 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. ] ask you to join a
grander crusade not for the purpose OF
conquering the scpulcher of dead
Christ, but for the purpose of reaching
the throne of a living Jesus. When an
army is to be made up. the recruiting
officer examines the volunteers. He
tests their eycsight, he sounds their
lungs he measures their stature. They
must be just right, or they are rejected.
But there shall be no partiality in max
ing up this army of Christ. Whatever
your moral or physical stature, what
ever your designations, whatever your
crimes. whatever your weaknesses, ]
have commission from the Lord AL
mighty to make up this regiment of re-
deemed souls. and l 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 i'll
your own hearts experience that what
have said about this world is true
that it is no 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 q thousand con-
flicts, in which you have blcd at every
pore, and you sigh, "Oh, that / had the
wings of 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
you were all ready to put your hand
upon the rosy, laughing sylph Of the
wood she turned upon you with the
glare of q fiend and the eye of q satyr,
her locks adders and her breath the chill
damp of a grave. Out Of Jesus Christ
no rest. NAvoice to silence the storm.
/ NO ilKut tO tllc AHhucss. 4NO Wy
dock to repair the split bulwark.
The Final Rest.
Thank God. can tell You something
better. II there is no rest on earth, there
Is rest in heaven. Oh, We who are worn
out with work. your hands calloused.
your backs bent. your eyes half put out,
your fingers worn with the needle that
in this world you may never lay down.
We discouraged ones who have been
waging hand to hand fight for bread,
We to whom the night brings little rest
and the morning more drudgery-oh. We
of the weary hand. and of the weary
side, and the weary foot. hear me talk
about rest!
Look at that company of enthroned
ones. Look at their hands; look at their
feet; look at their eyes. 1t cannot be