Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1896-10-05

! which he cuts down the generations
but he carries also chemicals with
| which he eats out whole paragraphs
| from important documents. We talk
| about indeiible ink, but there is no
! such thing as indelible ink. 1t is onIy a
| question of time, the complete oblitera
| tion Of all earthly signatures and en-
| grossments. But your name put in the
| heavenly record, all the milleniums of
heaven cannot dim it. After you have
been SO long in glory that, did you not
possess imperishable memory, you
would have forgotten the day of your
| entrance, your name on that page will
| glow as wildly as on the instant it was
traced there by the finger Of the Great
Atoper.
There will be new generations coming
into heaven, and q thousand years from
now, from this or from other planet,
souls may enter the many mansioned
residence, and, though your name were
once plainly on the books, suppose it
should fade out? How could you prove
to the newcomers that it had ever been
written there at all? Indelible! Incapa-
BILE Of being cancelled Eternity as help
less as time in any attempt at erasurei
What a reinforcing uplifting thought!
Other records IL heaven may give out
and will give out. There are records
there in which the recording angel
writes down our sins, but it is a book
full Of blOts, SO that much OF the writ
ing there cannot be read or even guessed
at. The recording angel did the writ
ing, but our Saviour put III the blots,
for did he not promise, 81 will blot out
their transgressions! And if some one
in heaven should remember some Of our
earthly iniquities and ask God about
them the Lord would say: ooh, for
got theml I completely forgot those
sins, for I promised, Their sins and
their iniquities will I remember 10
more. In the fires that burn up our
world all the safety deposits, and all
the title deeds, and all the halls Of rec
ord. and all the libraries Will disappear,
worse that when the 900, 600 volumes
and the 700. 600 manuscripts of the
Alezandrian library went down under
the torch Of Omar, and not a leaf or
word will escape the fame in that last
condagration, which | think will be
witnessed by other planets, whose in
habitants will exclaim: ''Looc! There
u
only one confagration in heaven, and
that will not destroy, but irradiate. L
mean the confagration Of splendors that
blaze on the towers and domes, and
temples and thrones, and rubbed and
diamonded walls III the light of the sun
that never sets. IndelibIel
Moro Light.
There is not on earth an autograph
letter or signature of Christ. The only
time he wrote out word on earth,
though he knew so well how to write,
he wrote with reference to having it
soon shufied out by human foot, the
time that he stopped down and with his
finger wrote OIL the ground the hypocrisy
Of the Fharisecs. But when he writes
your name IL the heavenly archives, as
I believe he has or hope he may, it is to
stay there from age TO age, from cycle
to cycle, from con to con. And so for
all You Christian people 90 what John
G. Whittier, the dying poet, said he
wanted done III his home. Lovely man
he was ] SIS with him in haymow
whole summer II terno0n and heard him
tell the story Of his life. He had for
many years heen troubled with insomnia
and was O very poor sleeper, and he al
ways had tho window curtain Of his
room up SO as to see tho first intiTnation
of sunrise. When he was breathing his
last. in the morning hour, in his home
in the Massachusetts village, the nurse
thoaght that the light of rising sun was
too strong fer him and SO pulled the /
window curtain down. Tho last thing I
the great Quaker poet did was to wave /
l.. Al
wanted odepar5 III the full gush Of the I
morning. And ! thought it might be +
helpful and inspiring to all Christian
souls 60 have more Light about the fu-
ture, and SO pull up the curtain In the /
glorious sunrise Of my text and say, (
'Rejoioo that your names are written I
in heaven" Bring en- yoar doxologies!
Wave your palms! Shout your victories!
Pull UP al tho curtains CT bright cxpec-
tations. Yea, hoist the window itself,
and let the perfume Of the morning
glorias' Ct the kings garden come in
and the nusio CT harps all a-tremblo
with symphonies, and the sound CT the
surf Of seas dashing TO the foot Of the
throne Of God and the Lamb.
IN ned Ink.
But there Is only one word on all this
subject Of divine chirography in heaven
that colfusos ne, and that is t2o small
adverb which st. John adds when he
quotes tho text in Revelation and speaks
Of some whose names are not written
in the book Of life OF tho Lamb slain
Oh, that awful adverb "not!" By full
to Christ the Lord have the
way all cleared between You and the
sublime registration cf your name this
moment. why not lock up and see that
they are al ready to put your aane
among the blissful immortals? There is