Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1896-08-08


the stake and put out the kin1line Are?
When the I'll ght 81 tho soul came on ana
all the denizens of darkness came riding
upon the winds Of perdition. who gave
strength to the soulg Who gave calm
ness TO the heart? Who broke the SMELL
q internal enehantment? He who heard
the request Of the villagers, abide
WIN us, for it is toward evening. .
0ne OF the forts Of France was at
lacked, aud the outworls were taken be-
lore night. The besieging army Law
down, thinking there was but little "a
90 In the morning, and that the sol
dIery i'll the fort could be easily made
10 surrender. But during the night.
through back stairs, they eseaned into
the country. In the morning the he
sieglng army sprang upon the battle
, mehts, put found that their prey was
gone. So, when We are assaulted in
temptation. there is always some secret
star by which we might get off. God
VIII not allow us to be tempted above
what we are able, but with every temp
taflon VIII bring way Of escape that
we may be able to bear il.
anticipating Sorrow.
Inc prayer OF the text is appropriate
Tor all who are anticipating sorrow.
The greatest folly that ever grew on
this planet is the tendency to borrow
trouble, but there ARE times when APP
preaching sorrow is SO evident that we
need to be making special preparation
for its coming.
One OF your children has lately be-
come favorite. The cry Of that child
strikes deeper into the heart than the
cry OF all the others. You think more
about 1t. You give it more attention,
not because it is any more of treasure
than the others, but because it is be-
coming frail. There is something in the
check, IN the eye and in the walk that
makes you quite sure that the leaves of
the flower are going to be scattered.
Inc utmost nursing and medical at
tendance are Intellectual The pulse be-
comes feeble, the complexion lighter,
the step weaker, the laugh fainter. No
more romping for that one through hall
and parlor. The nursery is darkened by
an approaching calamity The heart
ieels with mournful anticipation that
the sun is going down. Night speeds
ON. 1t is toward evening.
You have long rejoiced in the care of
a mother. You have done everything to
make her last days happy. You have
run with quick feet to wait upon her
every want Her presence has heen a
perpetual blessing i'll the household.
But the fruit gatherers are looking visit
fully at that tree. Her soul is ripe for
heaven. The gates are ready to flash
open for her entrance. But your soul
sinks at the thought of a separation.
You cannot bear to think that soon you
Will be called to take the last look at
that face which from the first hour has
looked upon you with affection I'M
changeable. But you see that life is ebb-
ing and the grave will soon hide her
from your sight. You sit quiet You
feel heavy hearted. The light is fading
from the sky The air is chill 1t is to-
ward evening.
You had considerable estate and felt
independent. In five minutes on one fair
balance sheet you could see just how
you stood in the world. But there came
complications. Something that you
imagined impossible happened. The
best friend you had proved traitor to
your interest. A sudden crash of nation.
al misfortunes Frustrated your credit.
You may today be going on in business,
but you feel anxious about where you
are standing and fear that the next
turning of the wheel will bring you
| PROSTATE. You foresee what you con-
slider certain defalcation. You think of
the anguish of telling your friends you
are not worth dollar. You know not
how you will ever bring your children
home from school. You wonder how
you will stand the selling of your libra
ry or the moving into palmer house.
The misfortunes Of life have accumulat-
ed. You wonder what makes the sky so
dark. 1t is toward evening.
sweetening the Cup.
Trouble is an apothecary that mikes
great many drafts bitter and sour
and nauseous, and you must drink some
one of them. Trouble puts up great
many packs, and you must carry some
one of them. There is no sandal so thick
and well adjusted but some thorn will
strike through it. There is ND sound SC
sweet but the undertaller's serewdrivel
CRATES through it. In this swift shuttle
of the human heart some of the threads
mu st break. The journey from Jerusa-
lem to Emmaus will soon be ended.
| Our Bible, our common sense, our OBJ
servation, reiterate i'll tones that we cam
not mistake and ought not to disregard.
It is toward evening.
Oh, then, for Jesus to abide with us
He sweetens the cup. He extracts the
thorn. He wipes the tear. He bushes
the tempest. He soothes the soul that
flies to him for shelter. Let the night
swoop and the euroclydon cross the sea.
Let the thunders roar. Soon all will be
WELL Christ in the ship to soothe his
friends. Christ ON the sea to stop its tu-
multi. Christ i'll the grave to scatter the
darkness Christ in the heavens to lead
the way. Blessed all such. His arms
| will inclose them, his grace comfort
them, his light cheer them, his sacrifice
free them, his glory enchant them. If
earthly estate takes wings, he will be
an incorruptible treasure. If friends die,
| he will be their resurrection. Standing
| with us III the morning of our joy and
in the MONDAY of our prosperity, he
will not forsake us when the luster has
faded and it is toward evening.
Listen to Paul's battle shout with
| misfortune. Hank to mounting Lati-
mer's fire song. Lock at the glory that
has reft the dungeon and filed the earth
and heavens with the crash of the fall
ing manaclos of despotism. And then
lock at those who have tried to cure
themselves by human prescriptions, at
tempting to heal gangrene with a patch
of court plaster and to stop the plague
of dying empires with the quackery of
| earthly wisdom. Nothing can speak
peace to the soul, nothing can unstrap
our crushing burdens, nothing can over
come our spiritual foes, nothing can
open our eyes to see the surrounding
horses and chariots of salvation that fill
all the mountains, but the voice and
co,s mand OF him who stepped one night