The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1896-09-05

S "oiiu Al soo poor Rarden Tor
them to bloom In. The hues of Heav-
en- are in the petals There is some
thing about their forehead that makes
you think that the hand of Christ has
been on it, asying: "Let this one
come to Me, aad let 1t come to Ne
soon." While that one tarried In the
house, you felt there was an angel in
the room, and you thought that every
sickness would be the last; and when,
finally, the winds of death scatter the
leaves, you were no more surprised
than to see star come out above the
cloud on "a dark night; for you had
often said to your companions: "My
dear, we shall never raise that child. |"
But l scout the idea that good chill
dren always die. Samuel, the pious
boy, became Samuel the great
prophet. Christian Timothy became
minister at Ephesus. Young Dan
lei, consecrated to God, became prime
minister of all the realm, and there
are IN hundreds of the schools and
families of this country to-day chill.
dren who love God and keep His com.
mandments, and who are to be FORE
most among the Christians and phi
lanthropists and the reformers of the
next century. The grace of God never
kills anyone. A child will be more
apt to grow up without it. Length OF
days is promised to the righteous. The
religion OF Christ does not cramp the
chest or curve the spine or weaken the
nerves. There are no malarias float
In I. hn ~,
ligion of Christ throws over the heart
and life OF a child supernal beauty.
"lier ways are ways of pleasantness,
aud all her paths are peace"
pass on to consider the susceptible
ity of childhood. Men pride themselves
on their unchanged ility. They will
make an elaborate argument to prove
that they think now just as they did
20 years ago. 1t is charged to frailty
or fraud when Il man changes his
sentiments in politics or in religion,
and 1T is this determination of soul
that SO often drives back the Gospel
from mans heart. 1t is so hard to
make ayarice charitable, and fraud
honest, and pride humble, and skepti-
cism Christian. The sword of God S
truth seems to glance off from those
mailed warriors, and the hemlet seems
Pattlc-proof against Gods battle
AK. But childhood how suscepti-
bic to example and to instruction..
You are not surprised at the record:
Abraham begat Isaac, and Isaac be-
gat jacob" for when religion st arts in
family, it is apt to go all through.
Jezebel murderess, you are not sur
prised to End her son Jehoram att
tempting assassina ton. Oh, what a re-
sponsibility upon the parent and the
teacher! The musician touches the
keys, and the response of those keys is
away off amid the pipes and the chords,
and you wander at the distance be-
tween the key and the chord. And so
it is in life; if you touch child, the
results will come back from man
hood or old age, telling just the
tune played, whether the dirge of n
great sorrow or the anthem of n great
JOY. The word that the sabbath
school teacher will this afternoon
whisper in the ear of the class will be
echoed back from everlasting ages of
school decide the republic or the des-
potism; the barbarism or the ciy'liza-
ton; the upbuilding of an empire; or
the overthrowing of it, Higher than
parliament or congress are the school
and the family, and the sound of q
child's foot may mean more than the
tramp of host. What, then, are you
doing for the purpose of bringing your
children into the kingdom of God? If
they are so susceptible, and If this is
the very best time to act upon their
eternal interests, what are you doing by
way OF right impulsion? There were
some harvesters in the field of Scot
land one hot day; and Hannah Lemond
was helping them gather the hay. She
laid her babe under u tree. While she
was busy in the field, their was flut-
ter of wings in the air, and golden
eagle clutched the swaddling band of
the ba be, and flew away with it to the
mountain eyrie. All the harvesters
and Hannah Lemond started for the
cliffs. 1t was two miles before they
came to the foot of the cliffs. Getting
there, who dared to mount the cliff?
NO nuIndn lOOU Hilu ever tTOu III. mere
were sailors there who had gone up
the day of terrible TEMPEST; they did
dare risk it. Hannah Lcmond sat
there for awhile and looked up and
saw the eagle in the eyrie, and then
she lcaped to her feet, and she started
up where no human foot had ever
trod, crag after crag, catching hold of
this root or that root, until she
reached the eyre and caught her babe,
the eagle swooping in aercsnsss all
around her. Fastening the child to
her back. she started for her friends
and for home. o, what dizzy descent!
sliding from this crag to that crag,
catching by that vine and by that root,
coming down further and further, to
the most dangerous pass, where she
found goat and some kids. She said:
"Now I'll follow that goat; the goat
will know just which is the safest
way down." and she was led by the
animal down to the plain. When
she got there, all the people cried:
"Thank God, thank Godr her strength
not irving way until the rescue was