The Monitor-register., 1896-10-02

nu opportunity of being intell;aan.
muse subjects. But good novel;
nonesty, loyalty, Christian n.tr;o.:as,
mnst wei commandments-these we
P pus1 preach. God says distinctly in the
m;ue ' The silver and the gold are
lite and he will settle he contro.
veisy oetween those two metals TT ever
.nis country needed the divine rescne il
neeos IL now. Never within NV momN
ory nave SO many peonle I;tora1In
montIa " death as in the past few
months, Have you noticed in the news.
papers now many men and women here
anu 'nere have been found dead. the
posi- mortem examination stating that
'no cause OF death was hunger?
Ahere Is not a day that we do not
hear the crash Of some great commercial
establishment, and as a c-onseonenoa
many people are thrown out of EMPLOY.
! ment' Among what we considered
comfortable homes have come ~priyation
ana close calculation and an conomy
mat kills. Millions of people who a
mourning about it are at this moment at
their wits end. There are millions of
people who do not want charity. Init
want work. The cry has gone up to the
ears OF the Lord of Sabaoth," and the
prayer will be heard and relief will
come. If we have nothing better to de.
pend on thar American politics, relief
Will never come. Whoever is elected to
the presidency, the wheels of govern
ment turn SO slowly, and a caucus in
yonder white building on the hill may
tie the hands of any president. Now,
tnough we who live in the District of
Columb cannot vote, we can pray, and
my prayer day and night shall be: 80
God, hear the Cry of the souls from un-
der the altar! Thou who has brought
the wheat and corn of this season to
such magnitude of supply, give food to
man II beast. Thou who hadst not
where to lay thy head, pity the shelter
less. Thou who has brought to perfec-
tlon the cotton of the south and the fax
OF the north, clothe the naked. Thou
who hast filled the mine with coal, give
fuel to the shivering. Bring bread to
the body, intelligence to the mind, and
salvation to the soul of all the peoplel
God ave the nation!'
But we must admit it is a hard gate
to push back. Millions Of thin hands
have pushed at it without making it
swing on its hard hinges. 1t is q gate
made out Of empty -four barrels, and
cold fire CRATES, and worn out apparel,
n cherries homes, and unmedicated
sickness, and ghastliness, and horror.
1t is a gate Of struggle. A gate of
penury. A gate of want. A gate of dis
appointment. A red gate. or what
Isaiah would have called q gate of car
buncles.
A Life Of Struggle.
Now. as I have already suggested, as
there are obstacles in all our paths, we
will be happier If we consent to have
life a struggle. I do not know any
one to whom it is not a struggle.
Louis XIV thought he had everything
fixed just right and fixed to stay, and
SO he had the great clock at Bordeaux
made. The hours Of that clock were
struck by figures in bronze representing
the kings of Europe, and at a certain
| time of day William III of England and
other kings were made to come out and
bow to Louis XIV. But the clock got
out of order nj day and just the oppo-
site of what was expected occurred; as
the clock struck a certain hour Louis
XIV was thrown.to the feet Of William
III. And SO the clock Of destiny brings
many surprises, and those 60 down that
you expected to stand, and at the foot
of disaster most regal conditions tum-
BILE. In all styles of life there come dis
appointment and struggle. God has for
some good reason arranged it SO. If it
is not poverty, it is sickness. II it is not
sickness, it is persecution. II it is not
appetite. If it is not some evil appetite,
it is bereavement. If it snot one thing,
it is another. Do not get soured and
cross and think your case is peculiar.
You are just like the rest Of us. You
will have to take the bitter draft
whether it be handed to you in golden
chalice or pewter mug. A man who has
a thousand dollars a year income sleeps
sounder and has a better appetite than
| bIC lual VIII ido hfC mllllOub. IL OuT
life were not a struggle, we would never
consent to get out of this world, and
we would want to stay here, and SO
block up the way Of the advancing gen.
erations. By the time that a man gets
to be 70 years of age, and sometimes by
the time he gets to be so years of age,
he says, II have had enough of this.
and xyben tha Tord xyillo IL T o~, rool-
to emigrate to a country where there
are ne taxes, and the silver of the trum-
pet put to ones lips has no quarrel with
the gold of the pavement under his
feet" We have in this world more op-
%portunity to cultivate patience than to
cultivate any other grace. Let that
grace be strengthened in the royal gym
nasium of obstacle and opposition, and
by the help of God, having overcome
our W hindrances and worriments,
let us go forth to help others whose
struggle is greater than our own.
i A Story.
A friend told me the other day of a
shoemaker in a Russian city whose
bench was in the basement of a build
ing and SO far underground that he could
see only the feet of those who went by
on the sidewalk. Seated on his bench,
he often looked up, and there went the
swift and skipping feet Of children, and
then the slow and uniform step of the
aged, and then feet with shoes old and
worn out, and then crippled feet, and
he resolved he would do a kindness to
each one who needed it. So when the
foot with the old and worn out shoe
was passing, he would hail it and make
for it a comfortable covering, for he
had the hammer, and the pegs, and the
shoe lasts, and the lap stone, and the
leather to do it. And when he saw the
invalid foot pass, he would hail it and
go out and offer medicine and crutch
and h%elpfulness. And when he saw the
aged foot pass he hailed it and told the
old man of heaven, where he would be
young again. When he saw the foot Of
childhood pass on the sidewalk, he
would go out with good advice and a
laugh that seemed like an echo Of the
child's laugh. Well, time went on. and
as the shoemaker's wants were very
few he worked but little for himself
and most of the time for others, and in
the long evenings, when he could not
SO well see the feet passing on the side
walk, he would make shoes Of all sizes
and stand them on a shelf, ready for
feet that would pass in the daytime. OF
course, as the years went on, under this
process the shoemaker became more and
more Christian until one day he said to
| himself, 81 uuich annOnn all fhoro foot