The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-08-29

i went into another room and saw a bust
or Napoleon as he appeared at st. Helena
but, 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 silver-tOngued Sheridan in the
midday Of prosperity harangued the peo-
pie Of Britain, and how they howledNt and
execrated him when. outside Of thesroom
where his corpse lay. his creditors tried
to get his miserable bones and sell themi
This world for rest? Aha" cry the
waters. ''no rest herei We plunge 20 the
sea- Aha" cry the mountains, mo rest
herei We crumble to the plain" aha"
cry the towers, mo rest here! We follow
Babylon and Thebes and Nineveh into the
dust" No rest for the flowers They
fade. No rest for the stars. They die.
No rest for man. He must work, toll,
suffer and slave.
The Common Experience.
Now. for what have / said all this?
Just to prepare you for the text. Arise
We and depart, for this is not your rest
1 am going to make you a 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 fortunes. Today I want to
make up a party for the land Of gold. /
Irietor Of the estate, in which h offers
10 all who will Join the company 10000
shares OF infinite value in a 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. l ask you 60 join
grander crusade. not for the purpose OF
conquering the sepulcher of q dead
Christ, but for the purpose OF reaching
the throne Of a living Jesus. When an
army is 10 be made up. the recruiting OF
ncer examines the volunteers. He tess
their eyesight. He sounds their lungs.
He measures their stature. They must be
just right, or they are rejected But
there shall be no Partially I'm making M
this army of Christ Whatever your
moral physical stature, whatever your
designations, whatever your crimes. what
ever your weaknesses, l have commits
sion from the Lord Almighty to make
up this regiment of redeemed souls, and
/ cry, Arise We and depart for this is
not your restF'
Many OF you have lately Joined this
company, and my desire is that you may
all join ii. Why not? You know IN your
own hearts experience that what | have
said about this world is trUe-thaJ 1t Is
no place TO rest in There are hundreds
here weary-oh, how weary, oh, how
WeaIyi-Weary with sin; weary with
trouble; weary with bereavement Some
of you have been pierced through and
through. You carry the scars Of thou
sand conflicts 80 you have ..CSe l pied
! had the WINGS Hove, that / might
fly away and b restr' You have
taken the cup Of" worlds pleasures
and drunk it to the dregs, and still the
thirst claws at your tongue and the fe-
Yer strikes TO your brain. y on have
chased pleasure through every valley, by
every stream, amid every brightness and
under every shadow. but just &C 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 a fend and the eye OF q
satyr, her locks adders, and her breath
the chill damp Of a grave. Out Of Jesus
Christ no rest. No voice TO silence the
storm. No light 10 kindle the darkness
No drydock to repair the split bulwark
Something Better.
Thank God. l can tell you something
better. If there is no rest on eartn, there
is rest in heaven. Oh, We who are worn
out with woc,, your hands calloused,
your backs bent, your eyes half put out,
your fingers worn with the needle thar
in this world you may never lay down:
We discoura sed ones. who hive been wds-
ing a hand 20 hand fight for bread; We
TO whom the night brings little rest a1d
the morning more drudgery-oc We ut
the weary nand. and of the weary side.
and the weary foot, hear lie talk about
rest.
Look at that company Of enthroned
ones. Look at their hands Look at
their feet Look at their eyes. l. cannot
be that those bright ones ever tJuad2
Yes, yesi These packed the Chinese tea
boxes, and through missionary instruction
escaped into glory These sWeltered IN
southern plantations, and one night after
the cotton picking went up as white as II
they had never been black. Those died Of
overtol in the Lowell carpet factories.
and these in Manchester mills; those
helped build the pyramids, and these
broke away from work on the day Ck.ist
was bounded out Of Jerusalem. No more
towers to build. Heaven is done. No
more garments 10 weave. The robes gre
finished. No more harvests 10 raise. The
gardens are full. Oh. sons aid daughters
Of toll. arise We and depart, for that is
your rest,
Scovfn 1IcCallum, boy Of my Sunday
school, while dying said TO his mother
Don't cry but sing-sing
. Their is rest for the weary.
Rest in Heaven.
Then putting his wasted hands over
his heart, said, There is rest for me-"
Oh, We whose locks are wet with the
dews Of the night OF grief; We whose
hearts are heavy, because those well
known footsteps sound no more at the
doorway. yonder is your rest! There is
David triumphant but once ne beraoaned
Absalom. There is Abraham entnroned,
but once he wept for Sarah. There is
Paul exultant, but once he sat with his
feet in the stocks. There is Pays0n radi-
ant with immortal health. but on earth
he was always sick. No toll. no tears, 10
partings, no strife, no agonizing cough
tonight. No storm to ruffle the crystal
sea. No alarm TO strike from the cathe-
dral towers. No dirge throbbing from
seTaphic harps No tremor in the ever
lasting song. but rest, perfect rest, un-
ending rest.
Into that rest how many Of our loved
ones have gOnei The little children have
been gathered up into sthe bosom of
Christ One of them went out of the
arms Of a widowed mother, following its
father. who died q few weeks before. In
its last moment il seemed to see. the de-
parter father, FOR it said. looking upward
with Frightened countenance, Papa,
take. me up!'
Others put down the work of midlife
feeling they could hardly be spared from
the office or store or shop for a day, but
are to be spared from it forever. Your
mother went. Having lived a life of
Christian. consistency here, ever busy
with kindness for her children. her heart
full of that meek and oufpt epirir that