Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1895-03-13

children's graves In the cemetery, and when
asked why he did 50 replied: "Surely, sir,
I Gamma make over fine the bed coverin O.
little innocent sleeper that's waitln
and cover It with the white robe, and wait 1t
away to glory. When sic grandeur is waitin
It yonder, it's fit 1t should be decked oot
here. think the Saviour that counts its
dust sac precious will like to see the white
clover sheet spread over it Do ye moo think
The best work for God and humanity has
been done on the snowy day. At gloomy
Marine Terrace, island Of Jersey, the exile,
Victor Hugo, wrought the mightiest
achievements Of his pen. Ezekiel, banished
sna si 9ssst banes an on OF a ohsSar, had ' his
momentous vision of the cherubim and
wheels within wheels. By the dim light OF q
dungeon window at Bedford, John Bunyan
sketches the "Delectable Mountains." MIL
without eyes. Michael Angelo carved q
| statue out Of snow, and all Florence gazed In
raptures at its exquistteness, and many Of
Gods servants have out Of the cold cut their
Immortality. Prosecutions were the dark
| background that made more impressive the
courage and conservation Of Savonarola,
who, when threatened with denial Of burial,
said, "Throw me into the Arno If you choose;
| the resurrection day will find me, and that Is
enough. Benaiah on a cold damp, cutting,
snowy Gay Balneu ieonlno Triumph aaIu-
ship and trouble have again and again ex-
Rltsd and inspired and glorifed their sub
tscts.
The bush itself has mounted higher
And fourished unconsumed in fire.
Well, we have had many SNOWY days within
| he past month, and added to the chill Of the
weather was the chilling dismay at the
honarrival OF the ocean steamer Gascogne
Overdue for eight days, many had given her
up as lost, and the most hopeful were
very anxious. The cyclones, whose play
Is shipwreoks. had been reported being in
Widest romp all up and down the At
lantic. The ocean q few days before had
swallowed the E"- ID with unap-
peased appetite seemed saying, "Give
us moro of the best shipping" The Norman
die came in on the same track the Gascosne
was to travel, and it had not seen her. The
Teutonic, saved almost by the superhuman
efforts Of captain and crew, came In and had
heard no gun of distress from that missing
steamer. There were pale faces and wiring
ing hands on both continents, and tears
rolled down cold cheeks on those snowy
days. We all feared that the worst had
happened and talked Of the City Of
Boston as never heard Of after sailing, and
the steamship President, on which the brill
liant Cookman sailed, never reported and
never to be heard Of again until the time
when the sea gives up its dead. But at last,
under most powerful glass at Fire Island, 8
ship was seen hmPinS this way over the
! waters. Then we all began to hope that it
might be the missing French liner. Three
hours of tedious and agonizlng waiting and
two continents in suspense. When will the
eyeglasses at Fire Island make revelation Of
this awful mystery Of the sea? There it isl
Ha, hal The Gascogne! Quickl Wire the
news to the city! Swing the flags out on tbs
towers! Ring the bells! Sound the whistles
| of the shipping all the way up from Sandy
Hook to New York Batteryf ashes safel
She's ssfe!' are the words caught up and
passed on from street to street. 'It Is
| through all our delighted homes and thrill
| ing all the telegra PHO wires of the continent
and all the cables under the sea, and the
huzza on the wharf as the gangplanks were
i swung out for disembarkation was small
part of the huzza that lifted both hemi.
! snhsres into e1ultation. Ths fakes OF snou
| Tell on the "extra" as We opel.
street to get the latest particulars.
Well, it will be better than that when some
| 81 you are seen entering the harb3r Of
mistake about that. Snowy day after snowy
| day. Again and again, the machinery Of
| health and courage broke down, and the
! waves Of temptation have swept clear overtha
| PEELED to say, ''All Thy waves and Thy billog
| have COVE over me" and you were down n
the trough Of that sea and down in the trou h
| Of the other sea. and many despaired Of your
| safe arrival. But the great Pilot, not one
| who must come off from some other craft,
| but the one who walked storm swept Galilea
| and now walks the wintry Atlantic, comei
! on board and heals you for the haven,
when no sooner have you passed thi
narrows OF death than you find all the banks
lined with immortals celebrating your arrival,
and while some break oil palm branches
from the banks and wave them those stand.
| Ing on one side will chant, There shall be
no more sea-" and those standing on tha
other side will chant, "These are they which
| came out OF great tribulation and had theil
! robes washed and made white in the
blood Of the Lamb" or of the stormy
| sea into the smooth harbor. Out of leoninl
struggle In the pit to guidance by the Lamb,
| who shall lead you to living fountains oil
water. Out Of the noTy day Of earthly
seventies into the gardens Of everlasting
| fora and into orchards of eternal fruitage,
the fall Of their white blossoms the only
| snow in heaven.