The Progress. (Shreveport, La.) 1892-1900, 1894-11-10

spirits, they know IL IS tne laht t''''o'
Oh the long agony of earthly scpara 90
ton! 1t is awful to stand in your nnr ~
scry fighting death back from thu III
couch Of your child, and try to hole I'll
fast the little one, and sec all the tint
that he is getting weaker, and TIT IL
breath is shorter, and make cutlery 't ~
God to help us, and to the doctors IL "
save him, and see it is Of no avail, ant u
then to know that his spirit is gone II
and that you have nothing left but the .
casket that held the jewel, and that II ~
two or three days you must even pu Il
that away, and walk around about 'h' 5
house and find it dcSoatc, sometimes II
feeling rcbellious. and then TO reSo''' S
TO feel differently, and to resolve OF |
self CONTROL and just as you have come I
to what you think is perfect sell con
troll to suddenly come upon SOM 1
little coat, or picture, or shoe hh'
worn out, and how all the floods OF th'
| con, hurst in one wild wall OF agony
Oh, nv God, how hard it Is TO part
close the eyes that never can loo'
merry nt our coming, to kiss the h"r'
that will never again do MS kindness
know religion gives great consol"''o'
SUCH an hplr, AMI we ought 10 "
com fortcd; but anyhow and anyway
you make it, it is awful.
Further the heavenly city Will have
no pain OF body. The race is pierced
with sharp distresscs. The surgeon
lsniic must cut The dentists pincers
must pull. Pain is fought with pain
The world Is u hospital. Scores OF dis
leases like vultures contending for q
carcass. struggle as 70 which snail
have II. Our natures are infinitely
susceptible to suffering, The eye, the
: foot, the hand, with immense capacity
of anguish.
Av. the world has writhcd in SIX
> thousand years Of suffering. Why
y doubt the possibility of a future world
of suffering when we see the tortnres
II that have been inflicted in this? A de-
n sertcr from Sebastopol coming over to
~ the army of the allies pointed back to
l. thc fortress and said: THAT place is
perfect hell"
y No nnlaras float in the air. NJ
G bruised foot treads that street. NJ
u weary arm. No painful respiration
No hectic flush. No one can drink o
p that healthy fountain and keep fam
Sc hearted or faint headed. lie who's
rd foot touches that pavement becomet
rs mn athlete. The first kiss Of that sum
Ill mer air will take the wrinkles fro1
Is the old mans cheek. Amid the multi
NY tudc of songsters, not one disease
D. throot, The first fash OF the thron
at will scatter the darkness OF tho'
as who were born blind See, TT
by lame man leaps as hart, ana u
dumb sing. From that bath OF int'n'
is delight we shall step forth. our wea'
me- ness forgotten. Who are those rad'a
me- ones? Why, that one had his jaw sh
ity off ut Fredericksburg; that one lt
ted his eyes in u powder blast; that o
ia had his back broken by fall from t
on ships halyards; that one died OF g;
oy, creme in the hospital. No more pa
up Sure enough, here is Robert Hail, W
'ort never before saw q well day, and
ms; ward Payson, whose body was e
to torn of distress, and Richard Baxt
ngs who passed through untold phys1
the torture. All we'll No more pa
the Here. too, are the Theta1 legion
tier' great host of $500 put to the sworo
no Cbrist's sake. NJ distortion on tt
any aountenances. No fires to hurt tn
ANY Or floods to drown them, or racks
'ver' tear them. All we'll. Here are
ade, Scotch Covenanters, none to hunt u
the nav The dark cave and imprecatl
irits of Lord Claverhouse exchanged
reels temple service, and the presence
fly? him who helped Hugh Latimer ou'
S to the fire. All WE'LL No more pain
ooks | set open the door OF heaven !,
ID? there blows on you this re1res!
ches. breeze. The fountains OF God
No made it cod, and the gardens
ches. made It sweet. | do not know
in Is Solomon ever heard on a hot aay
more ice click in an ice pitcher, but ne "
g all &C u no did when he said, LAS
walls waters to thirsty soul, so is
cut news from far country"
more Clarnbering among the Green m
e all Trims was tired and hot and TIL
e, Tor and shall not forget how retres
It was when, after while
pain the mountain brook tumbl'ng
to be the rocks. had no cup, no en-
wear so l got down on my knees
err; to face to drink. Oh, We climbers O
:, and tourney, with cut feet and pa
your tongues end fcvered temples, list
row. the rumbling Of sapphire brooks
labita- lowered banks, over golden shel'
with Listen! "The Lamb which IS
not be midst of the throne shall leaa
'bility' unto living fountains OF water
in the not offer it to you in chalie
hing to tnke this you must bend oet
nina .,n your knees and on your race
ontem- drink out of the great fount'
scd on Gods consolation. "And 10!
a voice from heaven, as the "
e aoo" many waters"
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4 cruel. Ancient Tombs.