Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1894-03-09

SuoulluR on hll rile-, ana tntEe were gar
lands flung from the window, and over the
highway triumphal arch was sprung. The
solid masonry to-day at Beneyen'o, Riminl
and Rome still tell their admiration for those
heroes. Aud shall we let our conqueror 90
without Hitting any acclaim? Have We not
flowers red enough to depict the carnage,
white enough tn celebrate the Victory. fra
grant enough 10 breathe the joy2
Those men OF whom just spoke dragged
their victims at the chariot wheels. hut
Christ, our Lord, taxes those who once were
captives and Invites them into Has ruAriut 10
ride, while He puts around them the arm OF
strength, saying, II have loved thee with AN
everlasting love, and the waters shall not
drown Il. and the fires shall not burn 1t. aud
eternity shall not exhaust It."
II this be true, | cannot sec how any man
can carry his sorrows great while. Ii this
conqueror from Bozrah is going TO beat back
all your grieis, why not trust Him. oh. do
You not feel under this gospel your grieis
falling back and your tears drying up aS you
hear the tramp OF thousand illustrious
promises led on by tho conquerer froa
BoErah, travelling. travelling in the great
ness OF His Strength
On that Friday which the Episcopal
church rightly celebrates, calling II Good
Friday your soul and mine were contended
for. On that day Jesus proved Himself
mightier than earth and hell, and when the
ances struck Him He gathered them up into
sheaf as reaper gathers the grain, and He
stacked them. Mounting the horse Of the
Apocalypse, lie rode down through the ages
travelling In the greatness Of His strength"
On that day your SIN and mine persisted. If
we will only believe it.
There may he some one here VINO may say
81 don't like the color OF this conqueror's
garments. You tell me that His garments
were not only spattered with the blood OF
conflict. but also they were soaked that
they were saturated that they were dyed in
it. Iaimit IL. You say You do not like
that. Then ! quote you two passages OF
Scripture Without the shedding OF blood
there is no remission In the blood Is the
atonement. But IL WAS not your blood. II
was His own. Not only enough to reddeu
Hts garments and In r-Lden His horse. but
enough TO wash away the sins OF the world.
Oh, the blood on HIS brow, tn" blo)d on His
hands the hlool on HIS leet. the blood on
His side II seems A. ii an artery must have
been cut.
There Is a fuGutaiu hiled wltn hJooi
Drawn from Iuunanucl-N Vel =,
And ~iuu"r, PLUNGED br ieRth that doc
lose all their guilty stains.
Al , O'Clock to- morrow afternoon 20 among
the places Of business or toll twill be no
hlllCHh luiub lpE YOU 10 Iul men VINO bN
their looks show NOu that they are over
worked. They are prenaturely old They
are fastening rapidly toward their deceass.
They have gone through crises in business
that shattered their nervous system and
pulled on tn" brain. They have a shortness
Of breath, ana u pam In the back oithe head,
and AT night an insomnia that alarms them.
Why arc they drudgnc at business early aud
late! For iuu2 No II would be difficult to
extract any amusement out OF TINT eNnaus-
ton. Because they ARE ayarc0us: In many
cases, no. Because their own personal eX-
DenSes are lavish No a few hundred dollars
would meet all their wants
The simple fact is the man ls enduring all
thar fatigue an evaporation and wear and
tear to keep his hcmr prosperous. There Is
an inNlsihl" line reaching FROM that store
from that bank from that shop, from that
sratIolding, t. quiet scene a few blocks u
few miles away, aud there is the secret ri
that business endurance. lie Is simply the
champion Of homestead, for which he wins
bread and war irube and education and pros.
perity. and In such battle 10, 900 men fall. OF
ten business men whom | bury nine die Of
| oyrrwork for Others, Some sudden disease
finds them with no power of resistance, and
they are gone. Life for life. Blood for blood.
substitution
Al o'clock tomorrow morning. the hour
| when sumber j. most uuinterruIted and
most profound, walk amid the dwelling
| houses Of the city. Here aud there you will
! find a dim light because 1t is the household
custom to keep subdued light burning, out
| most OF the houses from base to top are az
dark AS though uninhahited merritl
| God has sent forth the archanRel OF sleep.
! and h" puts his wings over the city. But
! yonder Is "a clear light burning, aud outside
| on the window easement glass or pitcher
! containing food for sick child the food set
| In the fresh mir
, This is the sixth night that mother has sat
! up with that sufferer. She has 10 the last
| point obeyel the physicians prescription,
| not giving drop too much or too little, or
! n 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, eacn prayer aud sob ending with a
| Kiss on the pale cheek. by dint OF kindness
she gets the little enc through the ordeal.
After II Is all over the mother Ia taken
| down Brain a.; nervous fever sets In, and
one DAY sh" leaves the ronyalescent child
| with mothers blessing and goes mp to join
the three in the Kingdom OF heaven. Life
! for life Substitution Tho fact ia that
there are an uncountcd number OF mothers
| who, after they have navlgated a large
family OF children through all the diseases
Of infancy and got them fairly started up the
! towering slope OF Goyhool and glrlhooi
! have only strength enough left TO die. They
fade away. SO ne call 1t consumption somt
call it nervous prostration some call It inter
mittent or malarial disposition, but call L
martyriom OF the domestic circle. Life for
life. Blood for blood. Substitution
! Or perhaps the mother fingers lonl;
| enough to see a 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 mcmcnto, and when he Is brought
home, worn out with dissipation, nurses hin
Till he gets we'll and starts him again and
hopes and expects and praYs and counsell
| 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 TO leave. an | she makes great effort
to say somHthing, but out of three or fouI
minutes oiindistinct utterance they can catcl
but three words. My poor boym The simpl,
fact is she died for him. Life for life. Sub
stituttou.
About thirty-throc years ago there went
forth from our homes hundreds of thousand,
OF men to do battle for their country. Al
the poetry o! war soon vanished and LEFT
! them nothing bat the terrible prose. They
wadel knee deeP in mui. They slept il
snowbanks. They marched till their cut fee
tracked the earth. They were swindled gu
OF their honest rutions and lived on meat no
Il: fora dog. They had jaws all fractured
and eyes cNtingu!shcl, and limbs shot away
Thousands o: them cried for water Is the,
lay dying on the field the night after tn,
battle and got it not They were homesc
and received no message from their love-
ones. They died In barns, in bushes, il
bitches, the buzzards OF the summer heat tn,
only attendants on their obsequlcs.
No one but tho infinite God, who know,
everything. knows the ten thousandth part
OF the length and breadth and depth and
height Of anguish Of the northern and south.
crn battlehelds. Why did these fathers
leave their children and 60 to the 'front.' and
why did these young men. posrponlng the
marriage day. start out into the probabilities
of never coming backp For the country they
died. Life for life Blood for blood. Sub
ntit