Milford chronicle., 1895-05-24

y over 100, 900 come to get bread for this lif,
Z : and bread for the life to come, al the pill
( lows Of that institution undor the blessing
! of him who had not whore to lay hi.
head; the free schools, where the most i'm
{ pOverished are educated; the hospitals foi
broken bones; the homes for the restora
ton Of intellects astray; she orphan house,
father and mother to all who come under
, its benedictiOn; the midnight missions.
which pour midnoon upon the darkened
the Prison Reform association: the houses
) Of mercy; the iniirmaries the shcltcrina
arms; the aid societies; the industrial
schools; the Sailors Snug harbor; the
founding asylums; the free dispensaries,
where greatest scientific skill feels the
pulse Of wan pauper; the ambulance, the
startling stroke Of its bell clearing tho way
to the place of casualty, and good souls
like the mother who came TO the Howard
mission, with its crowd Of friendless boys
picked up from the streets and saying:
IF you have a crippled boy give him to
me. My dear boy died with the spinal
complaint" And such one she found
and took him home and nursed him tin
he was well. It would take sermop
three weeks long to do justice to the
mighty things which our cities are doing
for the unfortunate and the lost. Do not
say that Christianity in our cities is all
show and talk and genuhexion and sacred
noise. You have been so long looking at
the hand of cruelty and the hand Of theft,
and the hand of fraud and the hand OF
/ outrage that you have not sufficiently APP
preciated the hand of help stretched forth
from the doors and windows Of churches
and from merciful institutions, the Christ
/ like hand, the oherubic hand the hand
under the wings.
Bound For the Palace.
There is also in my subject the sugges-
ton of rewarded work for God and right
eousness. When the wing went, the hand
went When the wing assembled, the hand
assembled, and for every useful and Chris
tian hand there will be elevation celestial
and eternal. Expect no human gratitude,
for it will not come. That was a wise
thing Fcnelon wrote to his friend: II am
very glad, my dear, good fellow, that You
arc pleased with one Of my letters which
has been shown to you. You are right in
saying and believing that 1 ask little of
men in general. TRY to do much for them
and To expect nothing in return. find
decided advantage in these terms. On
these terms l defy them to disappoint me. "
But my hearers, the day cometh when
your work, which perhaps no one has no
ticed or rewarded or honOrcd, will rise to
heavenly recognition. While / have been
telling you that the hand was under the |
wing Of the cherubim l want you to real /
ize that the wing was over the hand. Per |
haps reward may not como to you right /
away. Washington lost more battles than 1
he won, but he triumphed at the last. |
Walter Scott in bOyhood was called the
"Greek Blockhead, " but what height Of re-
nOwn did he not afterward tread? And I
promise you victory further on and higher
up, If not in this world, then in the next
Oh, the heavenly day when your lifted
hand shall be gloved with what honors,
its fingers enringed with what jewels, its
wrist clasped with what splendorsl Come
up and take it, you Christian woman who
served at the washtub Come up and take
it, you Christian shoemaker who pounded
the shoe last Come up and take it, you
professional nurse whose compensation
never fully paid for broken nights and
the whims and struggles of delirious sick
rooms, Como up and take it, you flremen,
besweated, far down amid tho greasy ma
chinory of ocean steamers, and ye conduct
Ors and engineers on railroads that knew
no Sunday and whose ringing bells and
loud whistle never warned off your own
anxieties.
Como up and take it, you mothers, who
rocked and lullabied the family brood
until they took wing for other nests and
never appreciated what you had done and !
suffered for them. Your hand was well
favored when you were young, and il was
a beautiful hand, so well rounded, so
graceful that many admired and eulogized {
IT., but hard work calloused it and twisted {
IT., and self sacrificing toll for others paled !
1t, and many household griefs thinned it, I
md the ring which went on only with r
push at the marriage altar now is too ;
arge and falls off, and again and again
'ou have lost it. Poor hand Weary
land Wornout handi But God will 9
reconstruct it, reanimate it, readorn it, {
md all heaven will know the story of that =
land. What fallen ones it lifted upl What
ears it wiped away What wounds it
'andagedl What lighthouses it kindlod
What storm tossed ships it brought into O
he pearl beached harborl Oh, / am so :
glad that in the vision Of my text Ezekiel
aw the wing above the hand. Roll on :
hat everlasting rest for all the toilingand y
and suffering and weary Il
hildren Of God, and know right well that I
0 join your hand, at last emancipated C
rom the struggle, viii be the soft hand n
he gentle hand, the triumphant hand Of o
i'm who wipeth away all tears from all g
aces. That will be the palace of the King :
which the poet sang in Scotch dialect; Y
Is a bonnie bonnie warl that we're livin -
in the moo. 81
n sunny is the Ian we aften traivol thrO', el
ut in vain we look for something to which 81
DOR hearts can cling, !,
or its beauty is as naething to the palace u
o. the King al
@ see COR frien's await US over yonder at his =
gate. u
hen let us a. be ready, for, We KEN it, gettin sc
late. q
ct COR lamps be BRIGHTLY burnin; let's raise !,
cor voice au sing. u'
ION wen next to part mac mair, i the palace p
o. the King III
He Didn't Post the Letter. D'
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