Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1896-06-11

trolS the east <ind, 1.-The Lore Drought
the east wind" He brings it for especial
purpose; it must sometimes blow from
that quarter. The east wind is Just as i'm
portnnt as the north wind, or the south
wind, or the west wind but not so pleas.
ant. Trial must come. The text does not
say you will escape the cutting blast Who
ever did escape it? Especially who that &C.
Gomplished anything for church or state
ever escaped ity / was in the pulpit OF
John Wesley in London, pulpit where he
stood one day and said, Il have been
charged with all the crimes in the cata-
logue except one-that of drunkenness, -
and a woman arose in the audience and
said, John, you were drunk last night.
So John Wesley passed under the fail.
1 saw in foreign journal a report Of
one of George Whitefelds sermons-a SER
mon preached 100 or 1870 years ago. 1t
seemed that the reporter stood to take the
sermon, and his chief idea was to carica-
ture it, and these are some of the repor-
torial interlinings Of the sermon of George
Whitefeld. After calling him by nick
name Indicative of physical defect In the
eye it goes on to say: "Here the preacher
clasps his chin on the pulpit cushion. Here
he elevates his voice. Here he lowers his
voice. holds his arms extended; bawls
aloud; stands trembling; makes fright
tul face; turns up the whites of his eyes;
clasps his hands behind him; clasps his
arms around him and hugs himself roars
aloud, halloos, jumps cries, changes from
crying Ealloos and jumps again" Well,
my brother, If that good man went through
all that process, in your occupation, In
your profession, in your store, in your
chop, at the bar, in the sickroom, in the
editorial chair, somewhere, you will have
TO 20 through q similar process. You can
aot escape it.
Keats wrote his famous poem, and the
hard criticism of the poem killed him
literally killed him. Tasso wrote his poem
entitled Jerusalem Delivered" and ii
had such a cold reception it turned him
| into a raving maniac. Stillingfeet was
| slain by his literary enemies. The frowll
| of Henry VIII slew Cardinal Wolsey. The
| Duke of Wellington refused to have the
| fence around his house, which had been
| destroyed by an excited mob, rebuilt, be.
cause he wanted the fence to remain as il
was, reminder of the mutability and un.
certainty Of the popular favor.
Gods Purpose.
And you will have trial of some sort
| You have had it already. Why need
| prophesy? 1 might better mention his.
torical fact in your history. You are a
merchant. What time you had with that
old business partnerl How hard it was tc
| get rid of himl Before you bought him
out, or he ruined both of you, what mag
nitude of annoyance Then after you had
| paid him down a certain sum of money to
have him go out and to promise he would
not open store of the same kind of bust
ness in your street, did he not open the
| very same kind of business as near to you
as possible and take all your customers as
far as he could take them? And then,
knowing all your frailties and weaknesses,
after being in your business firm for SC
many years, Is he not now spending his
time in making commentary on what
| your furnished as text? You are ply
sician, and In your sickness, or in your alb
sence, you get neighboring doctor to take
your place in the sickroom, and he in
gratiates himself into the favor of that
family, SO that you forever lose their pat
ronage. Or you take patient through
the serious stages of fever, and some day
the impatient father or husband Of the
sick one rushes out and gets another med
ical practitioner, who comes in just in time
to get the credit of the cure. Or you art
| lawyer, and you come in contact with c
trickster in your profession, and in youl
| absence, and contrary to agreement, hi
moves nonsuit or the dismissal of tht
case, or the judge on the bench, remem
bering an old political grudge rules
against you every time he gets chance
and says with snarl, eff you don't likt
| my decision, take all exception" Or you
are farmer, and the curculio stings tht
| fruit, or the weevil gets into the wheat, o.
the drought stunts the corn, or the long
continued rains give you no opportunity
for gathering the harvest Your best COW
gets the hollow horn, your best horse gets
foundered. A French proverb said thai
trouble comes in on horseback and goe:
away on foot. So trouble dashed In OF
you suddenly, but, oh, how long it was IL
getting away! Came on horseback, goe'
away on foot. Rapid in coming, slow il
going. That is the history of nearly al
your troubles. Again and again and agair
you have experienced the power Of the cas-
wind. 1t may be blowing from that di
rection now.
My friends, God intended these troubles
and trials for some particular purpose
They do not come at random. Here is tht
promise, .'He stayeth his rough wind il
the day Of the east wind" In the Tower
of London the swords and the guns of 9th
er ages are FURNISHED and arranged into
huge passion flowers and sunfowers an(
bridal cakes, and you wonder how anything
SO hard as steel could be put into suct
floral shapes. have to tell you that th,
hardest, sharpest most cutting, most piero
ing sorrows of this life may be made tt
bloom and blossom and put on bridal fes
tivity. The Bible says they shall be miti
| gated, they shall be assuaged, they shall
be graduated. God is not going to allow
| you to be overthrown. A Christian WON
an, very much respondent, was holding
her child in her arms, and the pastor, try
ing to console the woman in her spiritua
depression, said, "There, you will let youl
child drop" ooh, no." she said, 81
couldn't let the child drop" He said
"You will let the child DROP" "Why, y
she said, ''if I should drop the child here
it would dash his life outp' "Well, now, .
said the Christian minister, 'don't yor
think God is as good as you arep Won't
God, your Father, take as good care Of
you, his child, as you take care of youl
child? God won't let you drop"
why Bitter Winds Blow.
I suppose God lets the east wind blow
| just hard enough to drive us into the har
Dor of Gods protection. We all feel WI
can manage our own affairs. We have
helm and compass and chart and quadrant
Give US plenty of sea room, and we sail OIL
and sail on, but after awhile there comes 6
Caribbean whirlTind up the coast, ant
we are helpless in the gale, and we cry ou,
for harbor. All our calculations upset
we say with the poet:
| Change and decay on all around see.
Oh, thou who changest not, abide with me
| The south wind of mild Providence
makes us throw off the cloak of Christian
| chaFactar and vpe catch nold hut thn chary