The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1896-05-15

the staff or the stoop, and your chill
dren in dance of immortal glee. Do
you want throne? Select it from the
billion FURNISHED elevations. Do You
want d CROWN Pick 10 out of that
mountain of diamonded coronets. Do
You want your old church friends OF
earth around you? Begin to hum an
old revival tune and they will flock
] from all Quarters 10 revel with you in
SACRED "Reminiscences. AL the earth for
those who are here on earth at the time
Of continental and planetary distribu-
ton. and all the heavens for those who
are there.
Right after him comes a soul that
makes great stir among the celes-
tials, and the angels rush to the
srehc, each bringing her dazzling
coronet. Who is she? Over what
realm Of earth was she queen? In
what great Dusseldorf festival was
she he cantatfide? Neither. she Was
an invalid who never left her room
for 20 years; but she was
strong in prayer, ard size prayed
down revival sftsr revival ard pe1i'
tccost after pentecost, upon the
churches, and width her white hands
she knit many 1rlitten or tippet for
the p6ar; ahd With hef Contributes
she added joy to many holiday festi-
val, and now with those thin hands so
strong for kindness and with those
white lips SO strong for supplication,
she has wcd formation and enthrone-
ment and jubilee. and Christ said to the
angles who have brought each a
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not these; they are not good enough.
But in the jeweled vase at the right
hand side of my throne there IL one
that / have Been Preparing fer her
many year, and for her, every pang
have set an Amethyst, and for her every
good deed have set pearl. Fetch it
now and fulfill the promise gave her
long ago in the sick room: BE thou
| faithful unto, death; and I will give
tkes a eiown.
But notice that there is only one
Being in the universe who can and will
distribute the trophies of earth and
Heaven, 1t is the Divine Warrior, the
COMMANDMENT chief of the Centuries;
the Champion Of Ages; the Universal
| CohaueFdij the Son of God. Jesus YOU
will take the spoils from His hand or
never take them at all. Have His
friendship and you may defy all time
and all eterritvl bht @ithdut II you
are pauper, though you had uni
verse at your command. We are told
in Revelation that Jacobs 10 sons
were so honored as to have the II
gates ef Heaven named after them
over ohe gate Of Heaven Naph-
| tall, over another gate Of Heaven
Issachar; Over another Dan, over a1-
0ther Cad, over another Zebulon, over
another Judah, and so on. But Christ's
name is written all over the gates, and
on every panel of the gates; and have
| His help, His pardon, His intercession,
His Rtonement, | MUST, or be fcr16fn
wretch forever. My lord and my Godl
make he and all who hear me this day,
and all to whom these words shall
come, Thy repentant, believing, sworn,
consecrated and ransomcd followers
forever.
What q day it viii be! This entire
assemblage would rise to its feet if you
could realize it, the day in which Christ
shall, in fulfillment of my text, devide
the spoil. 1t was a great day when
| Qheen Victoria, iii the midst Of the
Crimean war; distributed medals to
the soldiers who had come home
sick and wounded. At the Horse
guards, in presence of the royal
family, the injured men were
carried in or came on crutches-
Col Trowbridge, who lost both feet at
| mixer inHnhI and Capt. Eayer, who had
the ankle joint of his Fight leg shot
off at Alma; and Capt. Cure, his disa4
bled limb supported by soldier, and
others manned, and disfg ured, and eH-
hausted-and with her own hands the
Queen gave tach the Ctimean medal.
And what triumphant days for those
soldiers when, further on, they received
the Frent h medal; with the imperial
eagle, and the Turkish medal, with ita
representation of four fags-France,
Turkey, England and Sardinia-and
beneath it map of the Crimea spread
over gunwheel. And what rewards
are suggested to all readers of history
by mere mention of the Waterloo med
al, and the Cape medal, and the Gold
cross medal, and the medals struck for
bravery in our American wars.
But how insignificant all these when
compared with the day when the good
soldiers of Jesus Christ shall come in
out of the battles of this world, and in
the presence of all the piled-up CALLER
les of the redeemed and the unfallen,
Jesus, our King, shall divide the spoil
The more wounds, the greater the
inheritance. The longer the forced
march, the brighter the trophy. The
more terrible the exhaustion, the moro
glorious the transport. Not the gift
of a brilliant ribbon, or a medal of
brass, or silver, or gold, but king
dom in which we are to reign forever
and ever. Mansions on the eternal hills.
Dominions of unfading power. EN-,
pires of amending love. Continents of
everlasting light. Atlantic and Pacific
oceans of billowing joy. 1t was a
day when Aurelian, the Roman emper-
or, came back from his victories. In the
front of the procession were wild
beasts from all lands, 1000 gladiators
richly clad, wagon loads of crowns and
trophies presented by conquered
cities among the captives Syrians,
Egyptians, Goths, Vandals Sar
matians, Franks; and Zenobia, the
beautiful captive queen, on foot in
chains of gold that slave had to help
her carry, and jewels under the
weight of which she almost fain ted.
And then came the chariot Aurelian,