Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1896-04-23

CdlCuluJlOn anu II, as some InlDk, IndG
great center in the distance is heaven,
Christ came far from home when be came
here. Have you ever thought of the home
sickness of Christ? Some of you know
what homesiokness is when you have been
only few weeks absent from the domestic
circle. Christ was 33 years away from
home. Some of you feel homesckness
when you are 100 or 1000 miles away
from the domestic circle. Christ was more
million miles away from home than you
could count If all your life you did nothing
but count. You know what it is to be
homesick even amid pleasant surround
ings, but Christ slept in huts, and he was
athirst and he was a-hungered, and he
was on the way from being born in an
other mans barn to being buried in
another mans grave.
have read how the Swiss, when they
are far away from their native country, at
the sound of their national air get so home
sick that they fall into melancholy and
sometimes they die under the homesick-
ness. But oh, the homesickness Of
Christ. Poverty homesick for celestial
riches. Persecution homesick for ho-
sanna. Weariness homesick for rest.
Homesick for angelic and archangelic
companionship. Homesick to get out of
the night and the storm and the world S
execration. Homesickness will make a
week seem as long as month and 1t
seems to me that the three decades of
Christ's residence on earth must have
seemed to him almost interminable. You
have often tried to measure the other
pangs of Christ, but you have never tried
to measure the magnitude and ponderosity
of q Saviour's homesickness.
take stop farther and tell you that
| Christ was in an exile which he knew
| would end in assassination. Holman
Hunt, the master painter, has picture in
which he represents Jesus Christ In the
| Nazarene carpenter shop. Around him
are the saws, the hammers the axes, the
drills of carpentry. The picture represents
| Christ as rising from the carpenters work.
ing bench and wearily stretching out his
arms as one will after being in contracted
or Uncomfortable posture, and the light of
| that picture Is so arranged that the arms
of Christ, wearily stretched forth, together
with his body, throw on the wall the
shadow of the cross Oh, my friends, that
shadow was on everything In Christ's life
time. Shadow of cross on the Bethlehem
swaddling clothes; shadow Of O cross on
tho road over which the three fugitives fled
| into Egypt; shadow of a cross on Lake
| Galilee as Christ walked its mosaic floor
of opal and emerald and crystal; shadow
Of cross on the road to Emmaus shadow
| of cross on the brook Kedron, and on the
temple, and on the side Of Olivet; shadow
of q cross on sunrise and sunset. Con-
| stantine, marching with his army, saw
| just once a cross In the sky, but Christ
saw the cross all the time.
The Doom of a Desperate.
On rough journey we cheer ourselve:
with the fact that it will end in warm hos
pitality, but Christ knew that his rough
path would end at defoliaged tree, with
out one leaf and with only two branches
bearing fruit of such bitterness as no hu
man lips had ever tasted. Oh, what al
exile, starting in an infancy without any
cradle and ending in assassination Thirs
without any water, day without any sun
light. The doom Of desperado for NOR
than angelic excellence. For what tha
expatriation and that exilep Worldly goot
sometimes comes from worldly evil. Th
accidental glance of sharp blade from ,
razor grinders wheel put out the eye O
Gambetta ard excited sympathies whicl
gained him an education and started hin
on career that made his pane more ma
jestic among Frenchmen than any othe
name in the last 20 years. Hawthorne
turned out Of the office Of collector at Sa
lem, went homo in despair. His wifi
touched him on the shoulder and said
Nov is the time to write your book,
and his famous "Scarlet Letter" was tn
brilliant consequence.
Worldly good sometimes comes from
worldly evil. Then be not unbelievinl
when I tell you that from the creates
crime Of all eternity and of the whole uni
verse, the murder of the Son of God, ther
shall come results which shall eclipse al
the grandeurs of eternity past and eternit.
to come. Christ, an exile from HEAVIER
opening the way for the deportation to
ward heaven and to heaven of all thos
who will accept the proffer. Atonement
a ship large enough to take all the passen
gers that will come aboard it.
A Land of Voluntary Exile.
For this royal exile bespeak the Low
and service of oil the exiles here present
and, in one sense or the other, that in
oludes all Of US. The gates Of this CONT
nent have been so widely opened that ther
are here many voluntary exiles from othe
lands. Some Of you are Scotchmen. I Sc
it in your high cheek bones and in th
color that illumines your face when
mention the land of your nativity. Bon
ny Scotlandl Dear old kirk Some 0
your ancestors sleeping In Greyfriar
churchyard, or by the deep lochs filed ou
of the pitchers of heaven, or under th
heather sometimes so deep of color
makes one think of the blood Of the Cove
nanters who signed their names fo
Christ, dipping their pens into the vein
of their own arms opened for that purpose
How every fiber of your nature thrills as
mention the names of Robert Bruce an
the Campbells and Cochrane. I bespeal
for this royal exile of my text the love an
the service of all Scotch exiles. Some Q
you are Englishmen. Your ancestry serve
the Lord. Have not read Of the suffer
ings Of the Haymarket? And have no
seen in Oxford the very spot where Ridle
and Latimer mounted the red chariot
Some OF your ancestors heard George WniTe
field thunGSSs or heard Charles Wesle
sing, or heard John Bunyan tell his dfeal
Of the celestial city, and the cathedrals III
der the shadow of which some of you wer
born had in their grandest organ roll th
name of the Messiah.
bespeak for the royal exile of my sci
mon the love and the service of all Englis
exiles. Yes, some of you came from tn
island of distress over which hunger, o.
a throne Of human skeletons, sat queen
All efforts at amelioration halted by mas
saore. Procession of famines procession
of martyrdoms marching from norther
channel to Cape Clear and from the Iris
sea across to the Atlantic. An island nc
bounded as geographers tell us, but a
every philanthropist knows-bounded o.
the north and the south and the east an
. the west by woe which no human politic
can alleviate and only Almighty God Cal
assuage. Land of Goldsmith's rhythm
and Sheridap's wit, and O'Connell's elo
quence and Edmund Burkos statesman
| shin and 0'Rrianis Sacriflce Anothe