The morning times., 1896-12-07

Wniie Une SeneTdi dppiauueu anu tHe souHu
| or ciashlng Sabers rang through The land,
/ but the brightest crowns in heaven, l be-
| lieye, will be given to those who trudged
on amid chronic ailments which unnerved
| their strength, yet all the time maintained
| their faith in God
ut is comparatively easy to fight in
| O regiment of a thousand men, charging
| up the parapets to the sound OF martial
music; but it is not so easy to endure
! when no one but the nurse and doctor are
the witnesses of the Christian fortitude
| Besides that, you never had any pains
| worse than CbriSt'S. The sharpness that
! stung through his brain, throug h his hands,
| through his feet through has fiea,t, were
as great as yours certainly He was
| as sick and as weary. Not nerve, or
| muscle, or ligament escaped. n All the
| pangs of all The nations OF all the ages
compressed into one sour cup,laoHe took
| the vinegar! aL
POVERTY DOES NOT HELP.
"There is also the sourness Of poverty
| Your income does not meet your out
| goines and that always gives an honest
man anxiety. There is no sign of desti-
tuition about you-pleasant appearance
and cheerful home for you; but God
only knows what time you have had
| to manage your private finances. Just
| as The bills run up the wages seem to
run down. Bat you are not the only one
WHO mas not Dttel ftdtl Tor nara WOTh. Inc
| great Wilkie sold his celebrated piece,
The Bind Fiddler" for 90 guineas, al
! though afterward IL brought its thousands
The world hangs in admiration over the
| sketch of Gainsborough yet that very
| sketch hung for years in the shop window
| because there was not any purchaser.
| Oliver Goldsmith sold his Vicar OF Wake
| field for few pounds, in order to keep
| the baiiiff out of the door, and the vast
| majority Of men in all occupations and
| professions are not fully paid for their
| work. You may say nothing, but life
| 10 you is II hard push, and wnen you sit
| down with your wife and talk over the
! expenses, you both rise up discouraged.
| You abridge here, and you abridge there
| and you get things snug for smooth sailing
| and lol suddenly there is a doctors bill
! to pay, or you have lost your pocket
book, or some creditor has failed, and
you are thrown a-beam end
We'll, brother, you are in glorious COM
| pany. Christ owned not the house in
| which he stopped, or the colt on which
| he rode, or the boat in which he sailed.
| He lived in borrowed house; he was
| buried in borrowed grave. Exposed 10
all kinds of weather, yet he had only one
| suit of clothes. He breakfasted in the
! morning, and one could possibly tell
| where he could get anything to eat be-
| fore night. Hewouldhave been pronounced
| financial failure. He had TO perform a
! miracle 10 get money tor pay tax bill
| Not a dollar did he own Privation of
| domeSticity; privation OF nutritious food;
privation OF a comfortable couch on which
! 10 sleep; privation of all worldly resources.
! The kings OF the earth had chased Chalices
| out of which to drink: but Christ had
| nothing but plain cup set before him,
! ana IT was very sharp, and il was yery
| sour. He took the vinegar
BEREAV EMENT COMES.
There is also the sourncsS OF bereave-
| ment. There We're years thatpassed along
| before your family circle was invaded by
| death: but the moment the charmed circle
| was broken everything seemed to dissolve
! Hardly have you put the black apparel in
/ the wardrobe, before you have again to
| take it out. Great and rapid changes in
| your family record. You got the house and
| rejoiccd III il, bat the charm was gone as
! soon as the Grape hung on the doorbell.
! The one on whom you most depended was
| taken away from you. cold marble
| slab lies on your heart today Once, as
| the children romped through the house,
! you put your hand over your aching head
/ and said, on, If could only have il STILL
| Oh, IT is too still now. You lost your
patience when the tops, and the strings
and the shells We're left aIuid floor: but
| oh, You would be willing to have the
| trinketS scattered all over the floor again
! if they Were scattered by the same hands.
With what ruthless plouehshare bereave-
ment rips up the heart. But Jesus knew
] all about that.
| Then there is the sCurneSs of the death
] hour. Whatever else we may escape, that
| acid-sponge Will be pressed 10 our lips
/ ! sometimes have a curiosity to know how
! / VIII behave when / come o DIE. Whether
| / VIII he calm or excited; neither | will
| he filled with Renaissance or anticipation
/ cannot say. But come te the point, /
| must and you must. In the six thoJsand
| years that have passed, only two persons
| have got into the eternal world without
! death: and / DO OF suppose that God is
| going o send carriage for with horses
| OF flame, draw us up the steps of heaven;
/ but suppose We will have to go like the
| preceding generations. An officer from
| the future world viii knock at the door
| of our heart and serve on US the writ Of
| ejectmcnt and we VIII have to surrender
HE BRINGS PEACE.
There was vessel that had been tossed
| on the seas for great many weeks, and
| been disabled, and the supply Of water gave
| our, and the crew were dying of thirst
| After many day. they saw sail against
| the sky. They sienaled it. When the yes
| sci came nearer, the people on the suf-
| fering ship cried to the captain of the
| other vessel: Send us some water We
are dying rurIack OF water.' and the captain
|
| Dip your buckets where you are. You are
in the mouth of the Amazon, and there
| are scores of miles of fresh water all around
| you, and hundreds OF feet deep And then
they dropped their buckets over the side
| of the vessel, and brought up the clear,
bright fresh water and put out the fire
of their thirst.
$50 l hail you today, after long and
perilous voyage, thirsting as you are for
pardon, and thIrsting for comfort. and
thirsting for eternal life; and | ask YOU,
what is the use of your going in that
death-struck state, while all around you
is the deep, clear, wide, sparkling flood
of Gods sympathetic mercy? Oh, dip
your buckets, and drink and live forever.
Whosoever will, let him come and take
of the water OF life freely
yet my utterance is almost choked
at the thought that there are people here
who VIII refuse this divine sympathy: and
they will try to fight their own battles, and
drink their own vinegar, and carry their
own burdens; and their life, instead of
being tIluInphal march from victor to
victory, will be hobbing-on from defeat
to defeat, until they make a final sur
render to retributive disaster. Oh, l wish
l could this morning gather up iii mine
arms all the woes of men and women,
all their heartaches, all their disa ppont-
nent, all their chagrins and just take
them right to the feet of a sympathiziug
Jesus. He took the vinegar"
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