The Canton times., 1896-03-27

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, | I had no right to expect this thing OF
, Samaritan when am an Isrelatie; you
7 are very kind to walk and let me ride. !
, Now they have come up to the tav.
ern The Samaritan, with the help OF
/ the landlord, assists the sick and
, wounded man to dismount and puts MN
to bed The Bible says the Samaritan
J stayed all night. In the morning, !
suppose, the Samaritan went in to lock
how his patient was and ask him
how he passed the night. Then
he comes out--the Samaritan comes
out and he says to the land.
lord: "Here is money to pay that
mans board, and if his convalescence
is not as rapid as hope for, charge
the whole thing to me- Good morn
ing, all" He gets on the beast and
says: go along, you beast, but, go
slowly, for these bandits sweeping
through the land may have left some
body else wounded and half dead" !"
Sympathy! Christian sympathy! How
many such men as that would 1t take to
warm the cold world up? Famine in Ia
repthath. Everything dried up There
| is widow with son and no food ex-
cept handful of meal. She Is gath
ering sticks to kindle fire to cook the
handful of meal. Then she is going to
wrap her arms around her boy and
die Here comes Elijah. His two
black servants, thes raven, have got
tired waiting on him. He asks
| that woman for food. Now, that hand
full of meal is to be divided into three
parts Before it was to be divided in
to two parts. Now, she says to Elijah:
"Come in and sit down at this solemn
BILE and take third of the last
morsel." How many women like that
would it take to warm the cold world
up?
Count that day lost whose low descending sun
Views from the hand no generous action done.
1t was His strong sympathy that
brought Christ from warm Heaven
to a cold world. The land where He
dwelt had serene sky, balsamic at
mosphere, tropical luxuriance. No
storm blasts in Heaven. No chill foun-
tains. On cold December night
Christ stepped out of a warm Heaven
into the worlds frigidity. The ther-
mometer in Palestine never drops be-
low zero, but December is a cheerless
month, and the pasturage is very poor
on the hilltops. Christ stepped
out of a warm Heaven into the
cold world that cold December
night. The worlds reception was
cold. The surf of bestormed
Galilee was cold. Joseph's sepulcher
was cold. Christ came, the great
warmer, to warm the earth, and all
Christendom to-day feels the glow.
He will keep on warming the earth
until the tropic will drive away the
arctic, and the antarctic. He gave an
imitation of what He was going to do
when He broke up the funeral at the
gate of Main and turned it into re-
union festival, and when with lis
warm lips He melted the Galilean hur-
ricane and stood on the deck and
stamped His foot, crying, "Silence!"
and the waves crouched and the |
tempests folded their wings.
Come in by the great Gospel fire. |
place. Notwithstanding all theimodern
inventions for heating, 1 tell you there
is nothing so full of geniality and So
ciality as the old-fashioned country
fireplace The neighbors were to come
in for winter evening of sociality. In
the middle of the afternoon, in the best
room in the house, some one brought
in great back log with great strain
and put it down on the back of the
hearth. Then the lighter wood was
put on, armful after armful. Then
shovel of Goals was taken from another
room and put under the dry pile, and
the kindling began, and the cracking,
and it rose until it became roaring
flame, which filled all the room with ge-
niality and was reflected from the
family pictures on the wall. Then the
neighbors came in two by two. They
sat down, their faces to the fire, which
ever and anon was stirred with tongs
and readjusted on the andirons and
there were such times of rustic repair
tee, and storytelling, and mirth as the
black stove and the blind register new
er dreamed of. Meanwhile the table was
being spread. and so fair was the
cloth and SO clean was the cutlery they
glisten and glisten in our mind to-day.
And then the luxury of orchard and
farm yard was roasted and prepared
for the table, to meet the appetites
sharpened by the cold ride. Oh! my
friends, the Church of Jesus Christ is
the worlds fireplace, and the woods
are from the cedars of Lebanon, and
the fires are fires of love, and with the
silver tongs of the altar we stir tho
flame and the light is reflected from
all the pictures on the wall-pictures
of those who were here and are gone
now. Oh! come up close to the fire.
place. Have your worn faces transfg-
ured in the lirht Put YOUR cold feet |