The Norfolk Virginian. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 186?-189?, 1896-05-17

much about any fact which we have
looked at from only one point OF view.
1t is appointed unto men once to
die" That Is one view of death. That
ut 1t from this side OF the grave The
words express the inevitableness of
deaeh. Death is of all things in this
world the most certain and the most un-
certain. 1t dS the most rertain In the
raot OF its coming and the most un-
certain In the time of Its coming. 1t Is
appointed unto men once to die; yes but
when? Why, once" That Is all we
know about 1t. Did you never think
In the midst of a great crowd how
every member of that multitude must
some day be the centre of a company of
awed watchers waiting for the entering
IN OF death? And do you not know that
~ every funeral the thought Of every
pooys heart as we sit in the still room
is, I must de- must lie some day
where now my friend lies, and the life
pe gone out of me?"
The pleasure of the world for which
people are busy making plans, will all
END. The work of the world which
ieaVes SO little time TO consider anything
winch is not bound by counter or
written In cash book. which is the
suo1ect OF so many excuses for the neg
leet OF the duties of religion, will end.
- foi-N VI the WoTiu, tnanR GOQ,
winch makes some people long for the
coming of death. will end. There is no
more pain. no more sorrow nor crying.
Tor those who have loved God and
served him. That is all ended.
opportunity ends then. He who has
gone on saying, "To-morrow-to-morr
VIII be- kinder and more loving and
gentle: tomorrow 1 will speak the self
reproachfui word which 1 ought to
speak and begin to make my home
more happy; tomorrow will repent and
amend my life::" that soul comes upon
day which knows no morrow.
Death, so far as we know, Is the, end
oi opportunity. Some think not, and we
must all hope not, but so far as Gods
disposition OF mans destiny is under
STOOD death sets a last amen TO oppor-
tunlty The hour strikes, the work ends,
and whether well or Ill done. the book
is closed and handed up for God TO see.
Death seals the story of our life. We
stano before the black WALL 1t Is the end,
So Iar as we can see. We ask Of knowl-
eose. Is 1t the end? and knowledge
answers. know not.
knowledge falls into silence, and love
taxes up the story. TT Is true" says
ioVe, mat nothing else stands written
on the black wall; but over on the other
sue mere, must be light, must be beau
~ 49,. anu Joy- II IluSi be' ~
cannot be otherwise" Thus the life
everlasting has been an article in all
ereeds, because love dwells In all hearts.
Ihe idea of Immortality" Mr.. Inger-
sol mas truly said, that like sea has
epoed and flowed In the human heart,
WIN IT'S countless waves Of hope and
rear, beaiing against the shores and
rocks OF time and fate, was not born OF
any book nor of eny creed nor of any
religion. 1t was born of .hnnan afec
tons. and 1t win continue to ebb and
flow beneath the mists and clouds OF
aoubt and darkness as long as love
kisses the lips OF death"
81, nnat is true; that is part OF the
ana 10 this hope. thus born of love,
men nave added. ans are still adding.
sur convection born of reason. Rea-
ssA seihtofces love. and the two togeth-