The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1896-08-14

do In the morning, and that the SJi-
diery al the fort could be easily made
to surrender. But during the night,
through back stairs, they escaped into
the country. In the morning the be-
sieging army sprang upon the battle
ments, but found that their prey was
gone. So, when we are assaulted in
temptation, there is always some Sc
cret stair by which we might get off.
God will not allow us to be tempted
above what we. are able, but with
every temptation will bring a way Of
escape that we may be able TO bear it.
The prayer of the text is appropriate
for all who are anticipating sorrow.
The greatest folly that ever grew on
this planet is the tendency to borrow
trouble; but there are times when APP
preaching sorrow is SO evident that
we need to be making special prepare
ton for its coming.
One of your children has lately be
come a favorite. The cry of that
child strikes deeper into the heart
than the cry of all the others. You
think more about it. You give it
more attention, not because i is any
more of a treasure than the others,
but because it is becoming frail There
is something in the cheek, in the eye
and in the walk that makes you quite
sure that the leaves Of the flower are
going to be scattered. The utmost
nursing and medical attendance are
Intellectual. The pulse become feeble,
the complexion lighter, the step weak
or he rrlf f1f
that one through hall and parlor. The
nursery IS darkened by an approach
ing calamity. The heart feels with
mournful anticipation that the sun is
going down. Night speeds on. 1t is
toward evening.
You have long rejoiced in the care of
a mother. You have done everything
to make her last days happy. You have
run with quick feet to wait upon her
every want. Her presence has been a
perpetual blessing in the household.
But the fruit-gatherers are looking
wistfully at that tree. Her soul is ripe
for Heaven. The gates are ready to
flash open for her entrance. But your
soul sinks at the thought of a seuara-
ton. You can not bear to think that
y
look at her face, which from the first
hour has looked upon you with affec-
ton Interchangeable. But you see that
life is ebbing and the grave will soon
hide her from your sight. You sit
quiet. You feel heavy-hearted. The
light is fading from the sky. The air
is chilly. 1t is toward evening.
You had a considerable estate and
felt Independent. In five minutes ON
one fair balance sheet you could sec
just how you stood in the world But
there came complications. Something
that you imagined impossible hap
pened. The best friend you had
proved traitor to your interests. A
sudden crash of national misfortunes
Frustrated your credit You may
but you feel anxious about where
you are standing, and fear that
the next turning of the wheel will
bring you PROSTATE. You forsee what
you consider certain defalcation. You
think of the anguish of telling your
friends you are not worth dollar.
You know not how you will ever bring
your children home from school. You
wonder how you will stand the selling
of your library or the moving into a
palmer house. The misfortunes of life
have accumulated. You wonder what
m axes the sky so dark. 1t is toward
evening.
Trouble is an apothecary that mixes
a great many draughts, bitter and sour
and nauseous, and you must drink
rlf L.
great many packs, and you must carry
some one of them. There is no sandal
SO thick and well adjusted but some
thorn will strike through it. There is
no sound so sweet but the undertaker's
screw-driver CRATES through it. In this
swift shuttle of the human heart some
of the threads must break. The jour
ney from Jerusalem to Emmaus will
soon be ended. Our Bible, our common
sense, our observation reiterate in
tones that we can not mistake, and
ought not to disregard. 1t is toward
evening.
Oh, then, for Jesus to abide with u.s.
He sweetens the cup. lie extracts the
thorn. He wipes the tear. lie bushes
the tempest. He soothes the soul that
swoOp and the euroclydon cross the
sea. Let the thunders roar-soon all
will be well. Christ in the ship to
soothe His friends. Christ ON the
sea to stop its tumult Christ
in the grave to scatter the
darkness. Christ in the heavens
to lead the way. Blessed all such
His arms will inclose them, His grace
comfort them, His light cheer them,
His sacrifice free them, His glory en-
chant them. If earthly estate takes
wings, He will be an incorruptible
treasure. If friends die, He will be
their resurrection. Standing with us
in the morning of our joy and in the
monday of our prosperity, He will not
forsake US when the luster has faded
and it is toward evening.
Listen to Pauls battle shout with
Hank to mounting Lati-
mer's fre-sOng. Look. at the glory
that has reft the dungeon and filed
the earth and heavens with the crash
Of the falling manacles of despotism
And then look at those who have tried
to cure themselves by human prescrip-
tions, attempting to heal gangrene
with patch of court plaster, and to
stop the plague of dying empires with
the quackery of earthly wisdom.
Nothing can speak peace to the soul