Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1896-09-11

Scotland one hot day; an Hannah Lemoh9
was helping them gather the hay. sue .a.u
her babe undor q tree. While she was pusy
In the field, there was hutter OF Wlnss ~
the air, and golden eagle ciucheo theswa atL
ding band OF the babe, and few away with
q 70 the mountain eyrle. all the harvesters
mi Hannah femond started for the ellis.
II was two miles before they came 10 tue
foot of the cliffs Getting there, VINO aare9
TO mount the cliffs? No human 1907 nao
ever trod il, There were sailors there VINO
had gone I'D the mast in the day OF terripie
tempest: they did not dare risk 1t. Hannah
Lemond sat there for while and looKeu up
and saw the eagle in the eyre, and lnen
she leaned to her feet, and sne
started up where no human foot nad oVer
trod. crag above crag, catching hold OF tals
root or that root, until she reacned tue
eyrie and caught her babe, tho eagie sWoop-
Ing In flerceness all around about ner
Fastening the chill 10 her back, she starteu
for her friends and for home. on whas u
dizzy descent sliding from this crag TO thaI
crag, catching by that vine and by that roof,
coming down further and further, to the
most dangerous pass, whore she found a
goat and Some kids. She said: NOV l IL
follow the goat; the goat will know just
which is the safest way downi" and she was
led by the animal down TO the plain When
she got there, all the people cried; "Ihank
Godl thank God!" her strength not giving
way until the rescue was Effected And tney
cried; UStapd back, now. Give her air!'
Oh, If woman will do that for the physical
life of her child, what will you do for the
eternal life OF your boy and your girl! Let
it not be told in the great day OF eternity
thot Hannah Lemond put forth more exer..
ton for the saving OF the physical lie VI
her child than you, D parent, have ever put
forth for the eternal life Of your little one.
God help youl 49,,
pass on to consider the power which
child Yields over he parental heart we
often talk about the influence OF parents up
on children. I never heard anything said
about the influence OF children upon their
parents. You go 10 school to them. You no
more educate them than they educate you:
With their little hands they have caught
hold Of your entire nature and you cannot
wrench Yourself away from their grasp. You
are different men and women from what you
we're before they gave you the first lesson.
| They have revolutionized your soul. There
are fountains OF Joy In your heart wnich
never would have been discovered had they
uct discovered them. LILO is to you moro
| srupendous thing than 1t was before those
| little feet started on the pathway to eternity.
| Oh. how many hopes, how many Joys, now
many solitudes that little one has created IN
vour soul! You go to school every day-a
school OF self-denial, school OF patience, IN
which YOU are getting wiser day by day; anu
that influence of the child over you VIII IN
crease and increase; and though your onli,
dren may die, from the very throne OF dou
| thev will reach down an influence 10 your
soul. leading you on and leading you up I'M
| iii YOU min9le with their voices and Git bo-
| side their thrones.
The grasp which the child has over the
narent's heart is seen in what tho parent
will do for the child. Storm and darkness
and heat and cold are nothing to you II they
stand between you and your chlld's welfare
A great lawyer, when yet unknown, one DAY
STOOD in the court room and made an elo,
uucnt plea before some men OF great legal
attainInrnts: and gent eman said to him
afterwards "How could you be so calm
standing in that august presenter ION,
said Erskine; II felt my children pulling at
my skirts crying for bread" What stream
will you not swim; what cavern Will you not
enter. what battle will you not fight, what
hunger will you not endure for your chill
dren? Your children Your children must
have bread though you s!arye. Your chi"
dren must be we'll clothed though you go IN
rags. You say: "My children shall be edu;;
Gated though l never had any chance;
|
head, and hands hardened aud callous, IL
only the welfare of your children can be
wrought out by il? Their sorrow Is your
sorrow, their Joy your JOY. their advance
ment YOUR victory. And, OH when the Inst
sickness comes, how you fight back the
march of d sease, and it is only after tire.
mendous struggle that you surrender. And
then when the spirit has fed the great deep
Is broken up, and Rachel will not be com.
forted because her children are not, and
David goes up the palace stairs, crying
ooh. AbsalOm, my son, my son, would GOO
T had died for thee, oh, Absalom, my son
my son."
There is not large family, or hardly
large family that has not bent over such
trensure and lost it, In the family fold j
thore no dead lamb? have seen many suci
cases of sorrow. There Is one pre-eminen
in my memory rs pastor-Scovile Hayne
McCollum. fhe story Of his death ha
brought hundreds unto God. He belonge'
to my parish in tho West. A thorough boy
nine or ten years of age. Nothing morDio
nothing dull about him. His voice loudes
and his foot swiftcst on the playground
Often he has como into my house ana throWl
bimselfdown on the floor In nm exhaustion
of boisterous mirth; and yet he was Chris
tian. consecrated to God, kcepi9g His com
I mandmcnts, That Is tho kind OF childis
nintv believe in, When the days OF sick
ness came suddenly and he was told that h
, couId not got well, he said: "Jesus alon
can save mo, Jesus will save me. He ha
saved me. Don't cry, mamma shall S
} right straight up to heaven" And the
( they gave him glass OF water to cool nj
, hot ips and he sail! Mamma, snail tax
drought from the water OF lie ate
, awhile. of which If one drink, he shall neve
I lou mt cplf
and l want Him to do just what He THINK
best to do with me-" In those Gays heS
, for tho Weary was new hymn, and he ma
; learned it; and in Il perfect ccstacy OIL sou
In his last hour, he cried out:
| In the Christians hone in glory
There remains land of rest;
| There my Sayieur's gone before mo
: To fulfil my SOULS requests
There is rest for the weary,
l There is rest for you.
, Sing. oh. sing, We heirs OF glory
t Shout your iriumphs as you go;
lions gates are open for YOU.
| You shall find an entrance through.
There is rest for the weary.
, .sThere is rest for you, papa; there is re-
for Won. mamma" And then putting d
. hands over lis heart, no said: eyes, there
!, rest for me-" And then he asked them
: read "The Lord is my Shepherd, L sha'l IL
want. He makcth me to lie down In gree
pastures, and leadeth me beside still waters
and he cried out; 80 Death, where IS u
sting? o Crave where is thy victory
only ten esb years eo would U1" lust ust turn this bed
: can look once more on the foliage and
the sun set" And they turned the bed; al
. he said. al do so wish that Jesus won
: hurry and come and take me-" They sa
! TO him. sWhy, are you not willing to awl
: the Lords timer" yes" he said, u al