Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-03-21

On that day your sin and mine perished. if
We will only believe il.
There may be some one here who may say
| ~ don't like the color OF this conquerors
garments. You tell me that His garments
were not only spattered with the blood of
conflict. but also they were soaked that
hey were saturated that they were dyed in
I" admit it. You say you do not Ike
hat. Then I quote you two passages Of
Scripture "Without the shedding OF blood
here is no REMISSION 'In the blood is the
itonsnent." But it was not your blood. II
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.
On, the blood on His brow, the blood on His
hands the blood on His feet, the blood on
His side! 1t seems as if an artery must have
been cut.
There is a fountain filed wIth blood
Drawn from ImmanueI's vei-s,
And sinners plunged beneath that fool
Lose all their guilty stains
At 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon 90 among
the places Of business or toll. II will be no
diff .ult thing for you to find men who by
their looks show you that they are over
worked. They are premRturely old. They
are fastening rapidly toward their decease,
They have gone through crises in business
that shattered their nervous system and
pulled on the brain. They have a shortness
Of breath, and pain in the back ofthe head,
and at night an insomnia that alarms them.
Why are they drudging at business early and
lateI For fun? No it would be difficult to
extract any amusement out of that exhaus-
ton. Because they are avaricious? In many
cases. no. Because their own personal eX-
pensas are lavish? No, a few hundred dollars
wOuld meet all their wants.
The simple fact is the man is enduring all
that fatigue and evaporation and wear and
tear to keep his home prosperous. There is
an invisible line reaching from that store,
from that bank, from that shop, from that
scaffOding. to a quiet scene a few blocks, a
lew miles away, and there is the secret of
that business endurance. He is simply the
champion OF a homesrea l, for which he wins
'raad AMI waC irobe and education AMI pros
perity. and in such hattie lO. 900 men fall OF
zen business men whom l bury nine die of
ny rworE Tor others. Some sudden disease
I'm IS them with no power Of r'sistanra. and
they ara gone. Life Tor life. Blood Tor blood
Substitution.
At l o'clock tomorrow morning. the hour
when sllmber is most uninterrupted AMI
most profound. walk amid the dwelling
houses OF the city. Here and there you will
find dim light, because il is the household
custom 10 keep subiued light burning, but
most OF the houses from base to top are as
dark as though uninha5ited. A merciiul
God has sent forth the archangel OF sleep,
and he puts his wings over the city. But
yOnder is a clear light burning. aud outside
on the window easement n glass or pitcher
containing food for sick child-the food set
in the fresh air
This is the sixth night that mother has sat
up with that sufferer She has to the last
point obeyed the physicians prescription,
not giving drop too much or too little,
a moment too soon or too late She is very
anxious, for she has buried three children
with the same disease, and she prays and
weeps, each prayer and sob ending with a
kiss on the pale cheek. By dint OF kindness
she gets the little one through the ordeal.
After it is all over the mother is taken
down. Brain or nervous fever sets in, and
one day she leaves the convalescent child
with mothers blessing and goes up to join
the three in the kingdom OF heaven. Life
for life. Substitution The fact is that
there are An uncounted number of mothers
who, after they have navigated q large
family OF children through all the diseases
of infancy and got them fairly started up the
Towering slope Of boyhooi and Cirlhoot,
have only strength enough left TO die. They
fade away Some call it consumption some
call it nervous prOstratiOn some call it inter
mittsnt or malarial disposition, but l call it
martyr5om of the domestic circle. Life for
life. Blood for blood. Substitution
or perhaps the mother fingers long
enough to see n son get on the wrong road,
and his former kindness becomes rough re-
ply when she expresses anxiety about him.
But she goes right on. looking carefully after
his apparel, remembering his every birthday
with some memento. and when he is brought
home, worn out with dissipation, nurses him
till lie gets we'll and starts him again and
hopes and expects and prays and counseIs
and suffers until her strength gives out and
she falls. She is going, and attendants bend
ing over her pillow ask her il she has any
message 10 leave, and she makes great effort
to say something, but out of three or four
minutes Ofindistinct utterance they can catch
t,-t pr1a fsATXr bpy ~ Tho MIA
fact is she died for him. Life for life. Sub
stitution.
About thirty-three years ago there went
forth from our homes hundreds of thousands
CT men to do battle for their country. All
the poetry OF war soon vanished and left
them nothing but the terrible prose. They
wadei knee deep in mud. They slept in
snowbRnks. They marched till their cut feet
tracked the earth. Thsy were swindled out
Of their honest rations and lived on meat not
fit for dog. They had jaws all fractured,
and eyes eXtinguished, and limbs shot away.
Thousands OF them cried for water as they
lay dying on the field the night after the
battle and got 1t not. They were homesick
and received no message from their loved
ones. They died in barns, in bushes, in
bitches, the luzzarT's ofthe summer heat the
only attendants on their o5sequ'es.
No one but the infinite God, who knows
everything. knows the ten thousandth part
of the length and breadth and depth and
height OF anguish OF the northern and SOUTH
ern hattlefelds. Why did these fathers
leave their children and go to the front, and
why did these young men. posTponinC the
marriage day, start out into the probabilities
OF never coming backy For the country they
died. Life for life. Blood for blood. Sub
But we need not go so far. What is that
monument in Greenwood? 1t is to the doc
tors who fell in tine southern epidemics.
Why 90? We're there not enough sick to be-
in these northern latitudes? Oh,
yes but the doctor puts a few medical books
In his yaiise, and some vials OF medicine. and
leaves his patients here in the hands OF other
and takes the rail train. Before
he gets to the injected regions he pass as
crowded rail trains, regular and extra. TAX.
ing the flying and afTrightei populations.
He arrives in a city over which a great hor-
rOr is brooiinG. He goes from couch to
couch, feeling OF pulse and studying symp-
.oms, and prescribing day after day. night
alter night, until a fellow physician SAYS.
Doctor. you had better 20 homo and rest
,Ou iOOk miserable"
But he cannot rest while so many are
On and on until some morning
iuls him in a deliriuE, in which he talks of
lone and then rises and says he must 20
iut lOOS after those patients. He is told to
ie down, hut he fights his attendants until
'e falls back. and IS weaker and weaker, and
aAtS lOL p-Ob4e WIN NlOLIl ne lAt no klnSnlD,
md far away from his own family and is
hastily put away in straz gers tomb and
'nly the fifth part of a newspaper line tells
Is OF his sacrifice-hIs name just mentioned |
.mong five. Yet he has touched the furthest !
leight Of subiimity in that three weeks of |
service. He goes straight as !
n arrow to the bosom OF Him who said, ''G |
vas sick and We visited NJ" Life for life. |
Stood for blood. Substitution |
Some OF our modern theologians who want |
o give God lessons about the best way TO |
ave the world tell us they do not want any |
lcod in their redemption. They want 10 |
axis this horse by the bit and hurl him back |
n his launches and tell this rider from |
iozrah to so around some other way. Look |
ut lest ye fall under the flying hoofs of this
orse, lest ye go down under the sword OF
his conqueror from Bozrah' What means |
he blood of the pigeons in the old dispensa-
ion, the blood OF the bullock, the blood OF
he heifer the blood of the lamb? 1t meant
D prophesythe cleansing blood, the pardon-
blood fba haalinCr blood af