Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1896-11-19


golden crown Of laurel leaves But amid
all the applause and enthusiasm Rossini
turned to friend and said, 81 would give
all this brilliant scene for few days of
youth and love-" Contrast the melancholy
feeling of Rossini, who had everything
That this world could give him, with the
joyful experience of Isaac Watts, whose
sorrows were great, when he says:
The bill of Zion yields
thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound
And every tear be dry.
We're marching through Immanuels ground
To fairer worlds on high.
Trouble and Prosperity.
It is prosperity that kills and trouble
that saves. While the Israelites were on
the march amid great privutions and hard
ships they behaved we'll After awhile
they prayed for meat, and the sky dark
ened with great flock of quails, and
these quails fell in great multitudes all
about them, and the Israelites ate and ate
and stuffed themselves until they died.
| Oh, my friends, it is not hardship or trial
| or starvation that Injuries the soul, but
abundant supply. 1t is not the vulture of
| trouble that eats up the Christians life.
1t is the quails. 1t is the quails You will
yet find out that your midnight wrestlc by
| the brook Jabbok is with an angel of God
come down to bless and to save
Learn again that, while our wrestling
with trouble might be triumphant, we
must expect that it will leave its mark
upon US. Jacob prevailed but the angel
touched him. and his thigh bone sprang
from its socket, and the good man went
limping on his way. We must carry
through this world the mark of the com
bat What plowed these premature wrin-
kles in your face? What whitened your
hair before it was time for frost9 What
silenced forever so much of the hilarity of
your household? All, 1t is because the angel
Of trouble hath touched you that you go
limping on your way. You need not be
surprised that those who have passed
through the fire do not feel as gay as once
they did Do not be out of patience with
those who come not out of their desponG-
ency. They may triumph over their loss,
and yet their gait shall tell you that they
| have been trouble touched. Are we Stoics
that we can unmoved see our cradle rifled
| of the bright eyes and the sweet lipsP Can
we stand unmoved and see our gardens Of
earthly delight uprootedH Will jesus, who
wept himself, be angry with US If we pour
our tears into the graves that open to
swallow down what we loved best? Was
Lazarus more dear to him than our be-
loved dead 70 usf No. We have right to
weep. Our tears must come. You shall
not drive them back to scald the heart
They fall into Cod S bottle. Afflicted ones
have died because they could not weep
Thank God for the sweet, the mysterious
relief that comes to us in tears. Under
this gentle rain the flowers of hope put
forth their bloom. God pity that dry
| withered, parched, all consuming grief
that wrings Its hands, and grinds its teeth
and bites its nails into the quick, but can
not weep. We may have found the COM
fort of the cross, and yet ever after show
that in the dark night and by the brook
Jabbok we were trouble touched.
The Day Dawn.
Again. we may take the idea of the text
and announce the approach of the day
dawn. No one was ever more glad to see
the morning than was Jacob after that
night of struggle. 1t is appropriate for
philanthropists and Christians to cry out
| with his angel of tho text, "Tbe day
breaketh The worlds prospects ore
frightening. Superstition has had it's
strongest props knocked out The tyrants
of earth are falling flat in the dust. The
church of Christ is rising up in its
strength to go forth fair as the morn,
clear as the sun and terrible as an army
with banners. Clap your hands, all ye
people, "the day breaketh.'
AS look around about me see many
who have passed through waves of trouble
that came up higher than their girdle In
God name proclaim cessation of hostili-
ties You shall not always go saddened
and heartbroken. God will lift your bur-
den. God will bring your dead to life
God will stanch the hearts bleeding. /
know he will. Like as father piteth HI j
children, SO the Lord pities you. The pains
of earth will end. The dead will rise. The
morning star trembles on Frightening
sky The gates Of the east begin to swing
OPEN "The day breaketh."
Luther and Melanchthon were talking
together gloomily about the prospects of
the church. They could see no hope of de-
liverance. After awhile Luther got up and
said to Melanchthon, "Como, Philip let us
sing the Forty-sixth Psalm, God is our
refuge and strength in every time of trou-
BILE. ; 5"
The Daybreak.
Death to many-nay, to all-is strug-
gle and wrestle. We have many friends
whom IL would be hard to leave l care
not how bright our future hope is, 1t is a
bitter thing to look upon this fair world
and know that we shall never again see
its hlossoming spring, its autumnal
fruits, it's sparkling streams and to say
farewell to those with whom we played in
Childhood or counseled in manhood In
chat night, like Jacob, we may have to
wrestle, but God will not leave us unbless-
ed It shall not be told In heaven that a
dying soul cried unto God for help, but
was not delivered. The lattice may be
turned to keep out the sum- or book set
to dim the light of the midnight taper, Or
the room may be filled with the cries of
orphanage or widowhood, or the church of
Christ may mourn over our going; butt If
Jesus calls, all is we'll The strong wres-
tling by the brook will cease. The hours OF
DEATHS niEGt will pass along--1 o'clock in
the morning, 2 o'clock In the morning, 4
O'Clock in tho morning, O'Clock in the
morning--'t the day breaketh.''
So / would have it when die am In
no haste to be gone would like to stand
here 90 years and preach this gospel. I
have no grudge against this world. The
only fault have to find with this world
is that it treats me too WELL But when
the time comes to go trust to be ready,
ny worldly affairs all settled. II 1 have
wronged Others, want then to be sure Of