Milford chronicle., 1895-10-11

seems not lileless II the spirit of jose
phino De discntabernaclcd, the soul Of tn
empress has taken possession Of this fig
ure. / am not yet satisfied that It Is stone
The puff of the dress on tho arm seems 4
need but the pressure 90 the finger to in
dent It, The figures at the bottom Of thl
robe the ruflle at the neck, the fur lining
on the dress the embroidery Of the satin
the cluster Of lily and leaf and rose in he
hand, the poise Of her body rs she SEEM
TO come smiling out of the sky, her FACE
calm, humble, beautiful but yet sad--at
test the genius of the sculptor and tn,
beauty of tho heroine DO celebrates. Look
ing up through the riffs OF the coronci
that encircles her brow, could see the SKY
beyond, the great heavens where all vun
ans wrongs shall lee risltcd, and the stor.
Of endurance and resignation shall be toll,
to all ages. The rose and the lily I'm th,
hand of Josephine viii never drop theii
petals. Believe not the recent ISLANDERS
upon her memory The children Of God,
whether they suffer ON earth in palaces On
/ in novels, shall come to that glorious rest.
! 0 heaven, sweet heaven, at thy gate we
set down all our burdenN and griefs. The
! place will be full. Hero there are vacant
chairs at tho hearth and at the table, but
/ there are no vacant chairs in heayen-the
( crowns all worn, the thrones all mounted.
I Some talk Of heaven as though It were a
very handsome church, whore n few favor
ed spirits would como in and sit down on
finely cushioned soats all by themselves
and sing psalms TO all eternity. No, no.
Il saw a great multitude that no man
could number standing before the throne
He that talked with me had q golden reed
to measure the city, and It was IL, 600 fur
longs that is, 1900 miles-in circumfer-
ence. All, heaven Is not little colony at
ono corner Of Gods dominion, where a
man S entrance depends upon what kind
Of clothes he has on his back and how
much money he has in his purse, but a
vast empire. God grant that the light Of
that blessed world may shine upon us in
our last moment.
The first time I crossed the Atlantic the
toughest time we had was at the mouth
Of Liverpool harbor. We arrived at night
fall and We're Obliged to lie there till the
morning waiting for the rising Of the tide
before we could go up to the city. How
the vessel pitched and writhed in the wa
teri So sometimes tho last illness Of tho
Christian is a struggle He Is almost
through the voyage. The waves Of temp
tation toss his soul, but he waits for the
morning, At last the light dawns and
the tides Of joy rise in his soul, and he
sails up and casts anchor within the vale.
Is thy heart rightf What question can
compare with this in Importance Il is
business question. Do you not realize that
you will soon have to 60 out Of that store;
that you VIII soon have to resign that
partnership; that soon among all the mil
lions Of dollars worth of goods that are
sold you will not have the handling of a
yard Of cloth or q pound Of sugar, or a
pennyworth Of anything; that soon, II
oonnaaation should start at Central park
and sweep everything to the Battery, 1t
would not disturb YOU that soon, If every
cashier should ahscond and every insur-
ance company should fail, 1t would not
affect your What are tho questions that
stop this side the grave compared with the
questions that reach beyond it? Are you
making losses that are to be oyerlastings
Are you making purchases for eternityY
Are you jobbing for time when you might
be wholesaling for eternity? What ques-
ton of the store is so broad at the base,
and so altltudinous, and so overwhelming
as the question, Is thy heart right"
Or is 1t domestic question? Is it some
thing about father or mother or compan-
ion or son or daughter that you think is
comparable with this question in impor-
lance? DO You not realize that by univer-
sal and inexorable law all these relations
will be broken upg Your father will be
gone, your mother will be gone, your COM
paniOn will be gone, your child will be
gone, you will be gone and then this SUI
pernal question will begin to harvest its
chief gains or depiore its worst losses, roll
up into its mightiest magnitude or sweep
its vast circles. What difference now does
it make to Napoleon III whether he tri-
mphed or SURRENDERED at Sedan? Whether
he lived at the Tuileries or at Chisolhurstg
Whether he was emperor or exileg They
laid him out in his coffin in the dress of
field marshal Did that give him any bet
ter chance for tho next world than If he
had been laid out in a plain shroud? And
soon to us what viii be the difference
in this world we rode or walked,
were bowed to or maltreated were APP
plaudod or Kissed at, were welcomed in or
kicked out, while laying hold Of every
moment Of the great future and burning
In all tho splendOr OF grief and Overarch-
ing and undergoing all time and all eter
nifty is the plain, simple, Practical, thrill
is thy heart rightgn Have you within
you a reporting heart, an expectant heart? |
If not, / must write upon your soul what. !
George Whitcaeld wrote upon the window
pane with his diamond ring. He tarried /
in an elegant house over night, but found |
that there was no God recognized in that |
house Before no left his room in the
morning with his ring he wrote upon the /
window panp tOno thing thou laCkest. y /
After the guest was gone the housewife |
,ame and looked at the window, and saw |
he inscription, and called her husband (
and her children, and God, through that /
ministry Of the window glass, brought /
hem all to Jesus. Though you may today !
De surrounded by comforts and luxuries /
md feel thut you have need Of nothing, If /
-ou aro not the children Of God, with the 1
iignet ring OF Christ love, lot me ilscribe .
lpon your souls, "One thing thou Lack
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