The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-01-24

uaeiaas thing Ia an Gods univousia that any
simmer hOuid perish Twelve gates wide
open. Have you not heard how Christ h0ro
our a0rrows, and how sympathetic flo ls with
an our Wocal Have you not heard how that
with an the Eou1Ws 0f heart and all tho
ng1Hie of he'll upon Him. no cried. "Fathor.
iors.vs them, ihey know not what they dot"
Hv tbs feet bIsgred oi ths mountain way.
hY dla back whipped until Che skin came Oh,
by iila death couch ol four spikes. two i0f
the hands ANA tW1 faf the ioet. by liis sepul-
cher. ln which for lha fut Ume for thirty
three years Che cruel world let Him alone.
and by the heavens from which na now
bends iu cOmpHssl0u, offering pardon and
peneaand lile eternal % nll your souls, 1 beg
Of you pat down your all ht his feet.
Imw one hanging on o troe
ln agony and blood.
Who lyrd Ills laaguld eye On mo
Al near His cross 4 stood.
On. never tIn my latest breath
N.l forget that look,
10 seemed to charge rae with death,
Though not word HE spoke.
In the troubled times OF Scotland Sir JOIN
Coehuue was condemned 20 death by th8
k,ng Tho death WarrBut was 0n the way
Sir John CJehrno was bidding farewell tl
BITS daughter GrIze. at ths prison door, ~
uidi "fIr'weH, my darling child mus
iia.' Ills daughter said, 'No. father you
snail moi de- "Bli. h1 said, ''lha KING is
against me. ami tho law is after me.
and Che deltn warrant fs nlte way. ana 4
must die; DO not deceive yourself. my dear
child" The daughter said, Gather YOU
shall not die" as she loft the prison gnte AZ
night on the moor OF Scotland. n disguised
wBviarer stood waiting for tho h0rseman
carrying the mailhags containing tho death
warrant. The disguised wayisrer. as the
horse came by. clutohed the bride and
shouted 20 the raer-,O the man who car-
riei the mallbags, 'Dismount" Hs felt FOR
his rrms aud was about 20 shoot. but mo
waY'arer ior6el him from hrs saddle. and he
fell fat. The wayiarer picked up the mail-
bags. put them on his shoulder aud vanished
I'm the darkness, and fourteen days were thus
gained for the prisoners life, during whicl
the father cOuiessor was pleading for tho
pardon OF SIR John Coahrane
The second time the death warrant IS on
Cts way. The disguised wayfarer comes
along and asks for q little bread and q little
wine. starts on across the m0ors. and they
say. "Poor man, to have to 60 out on such
n stormy night. Il is dark and you viii lose
yourself on the moors ooh. no. he says,
''T viii not" lie trudged on aud stopped
man TO come carrying the mailbags contain
Ing the death warrant OF Sir John Cochrane.
The mail carrier spurred on his stead. for he
was fearful because OF what had occurred on
the former Journey, spurred on his steed.
when suddenly through the storm and
through the darkness there was q fash Of
firearms and the horse became unmanage-
able, and as the mail carrier discharged
his pistol in response the horse flung
him. and the disguised wayiarer put his foot
on the breast of the overthrown rider and
said, Surrender now" The mat carrier
surrendered his arms, and the disguised
wayiarer put upon his shoulders the mail
bags, leaped upon the horse and sped away
into the darkness, gaining fourteen more
days for the poor prisoner, Sir John C0ch-
raue. and before the fourteen days had eX-
pired pardon had come from the King. The
door OF the prison swung open, and Sir John
Coohrane was free. One day when he was
standing amid his friends, they congratu-
lating him, the disguised wayfarer appeared
at the gate. and he said, "Admit him right
away The disguised wayfarer came in
and said, "Here are two letters; read them,
sir, and cast them into the fire." Sir John
COchrane read them. They were his two
death warrants, and he threw them into the
fire. Then said Sir John Cocbrane: "To
whom am / indebted? Who is this Door
wayfarer that saved my life? Who is iE"
And the wayiarer pulled aside and pulled
off the ierkn and the cloak and the hat, and,
10! 1t was Grize, the daughter Of Sir John
Cochrane. "Gracious heavenm he cried.
"My child, my savior, NV own GriEel.' But
a more thrilling story. The death warrant
had come forth from the King OF heaven and
earth The death warrant read, 1.-THE soul
that sinneth, it shalt die" The death war
rant coming on the black horse OF eternal
night. We must die! We must die! But
breasting the storm and putting out through
the darkness was a disguised wayfarer who
grlpped by the bride the oncoming doom
and flung it back, and put His wounded and
bleeding foot on the overthroWn rider.
Meanwhile pardon flashed from the throne,
and, Go free! Open the gatel Strike of the
chain! Go freei And to-day your liberated
soul stands in the presence of the disguised
wayfarer, and as he pulls of the disguise Of
His earthly humiliation and the disguise of
His thorns and the disguise Of the seamless
robe, you find Heis bone of your bone, flesh
of your flesh, your brother, your Christ, your
pardon, your eternal life. Let all earth and
heaven break forth in vociferation. Victory
through our Lord Jesus Christi
A guilty, weak and helpless worm,
On Thy kind arm fall;
Be Thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus and my all,