The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1896-08-15

Ing. When . man = pleading In th<
courts Il - his duty 70 think q The In
terests of his clients. When e3ork II
adding up his sccounts u II his dnty
to keep his mind upon tie column Of
asursA He who fills up his life with
thoughts Of desth II far from being
the highest style Of Christian. knew
. man who used often to say at night:
II wish / might die before morningF
He became an infdsl
But there are times when we can
aud ought to give ourselves to the con-
temptation of that solemn raoment
when to the soul time ends anu eter-
nifty begins. There IN no roundabout
way, NO by-path, no eircuitous rOute.
Die we must; and It viii be to'us .
shameful occurrence orr time of admir-
able behavior. Our friends may stretch
out their hands TO keep IN back, butno
imploration on their part oan hinder ma.
They might offer large rs4ainers, bat
death would not take the fee. The
breath will fail, and the eyes will
close. and the heart will stop. You
may hang the couch with gorgeous
tapestry, but what does death care for
beautiful curtains? You may hang the
room with the finest works OF art, but
what does death care for pictures?
You may fill the house with the wall
ings of widowhood and orphsnage,
does death mind weeping?
This ought not to be q depressing
scene. Who wants to live here for
everT The world has always treated
me we'll, and every day feel less and
less like seolding and complaining.
But yet would not want to make this
my eternal residence. love to watch
the clouds, and battle my soul in the
blue sen OF Heaven; but l expect
when the. Ornament Ii rolled away
a. q scroll to see q new Heaven,
grander,, higher and more glori-
Gus. You ought 10 be willing to ex-
change your body that has headaches
and sideaohes and weaknesses innumer.'
aple, that limps with the stone bruise,
or testers with the thorn, or flames on
the funeral pyre of fevers. for an incor-
ruptible bodyanda an eye that blinks not
before the jasper gates and the great
white throne. Bat between that and
this thereis an h0nr about which no
man should be- reckless or toolhardy.
doubt not your courage, but tell
you that you will want something bet
ter than .aAstroDg arm, q good aim and
q ,trusty, sword when you come to your
last battle. You. will need a better
robe than any you have in your ward
robe to keep you, warm in that place.
Circumstances, do not make so much
differences 1t may be bright day
when you push of from the planet, or
1t may besa dark night and while the
owl is hooting faom the forest 1t
may be spring, and. your soul may go
ous among the blossoms, apple or
chards swinging their censers in
the way. II may be winter
and the earth in q snow shroud,
1t may be autumn, and the forests
set on fire by the retreating year;
dead nature laid ont in state. 1t may
be with your wife'S hand in your hand,
or You may be inls. strange hotel with
servant faithful to, the last. 1t may be
in the rail train, shot of the switch
and tumbling in long reverberntion
down the Northumberland. crashi
know not the time u know not the ode;
but thetdays>of our life are being sub
tracted away and We shall come down
to the time when we have but ten
days left, then nine days, then eight
days. then seven days, six days, Ave
days, .fourrdays, three days. two daya,
one day. Then hours; three hours,
two hours, ono hour. Then only
minutes left;. Ave minutes, four
minutes, three minutes. two min
utes, one minute. Then only Sec
onds Left. fonr seconds. three Sec
onds, two senonds, one second Gone!
The chapter of life ended! The book
closed!. The pulses at rest! The, feet
through. with the journey! The hands
closed from. all work. No word on the
lips. No breath in the nostrils- Hair
combedA back to lie undisheveled by
any human hands, The muscles
still The nervesNstill The lungs still.
The tongue still All still. You might
put the stethoseope to the breast and
hear no sound You might put a speak
trumpet to the ear, but you could not
wake the deafness No motion; no
throbr NO life. Still! Still!
So death comes to the disciplel What
if the sum of life is about TO set? Jesus
is the dAy-spring from on high; the
perpetual morning of every ransomed
spirit What IL the darkness, comes?
Jesus is the light of the
world and of Heaven. What though
this earthly house does crumbla. Jesus
has prepared house of. many man
sioas Jesus is the anchor that al
ways holds. Jesus ia, the light.
that Is never collapsed Jesus is tho
fountain that is nevar exhausted.
Jesus is the evening saan, hung un
amid the gloom OF the gathering
night!
You are almost thnongh with .tas
abuse and back biting of enemies They
will call you no more by OWL nameA
Your good deeds will no longer be mis-
interpreted nor yourhonor flched. The
troubles of earth will end In the ftAici-
tiesl Toward EVENING" The bersave-
ments of earth will SOON be
lifted. You will not much longer
stand DOurinn voOr grief In