The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1896-10-07

OF JuOUTuL II was Tue loot OF a
poor CID man that went shulIling by
that was my foot You thought il
was the foot Of a soldier that went
Ilnplng past, that was my foot. You
thought that shoeless foot was the foot
OF beggar; that was my foot. The
shoes, the clothing, the medicines, the
cheering words that you gave 10 them,
you gave to your Lord. 'Inasmuch
as ye have done it unto one Of the
least OF these. ye have dCne it unto
me. My hearers, with the humble spirit
OF that Russian mecAanic let US go
forth and hel p Oilers. Having shov-
ed back the carbuncls gate for your
self to pass IN and pass on and pass Up,
lend hand to others that they also
may get through the red gate and pass
N and pass sup.
But mark well and undcrscore with
heavy dashes OF the pen the order Of
the gates. Gate Of carbuncle before
gate OF pearl. I,aiah the prince saw
the one gate centuries before St. John
the exile saw the other The one you
must push open. The other stands
open. Gate OF a Saviour's atonement
before the gate OF divine pardon. Gate
of poverty before gate Of ailiuence.
Gate OF earthly trial before gate OF
heavenly satisfaction. Through much
tribulation you enter the kingdom Of
God ifyou enter it at all. Bat heaven
will not be so much Of heaven to
those who had had everything in this
world. a man who had everything
in this world enters heaven, aud the
welcoming angel appoints such a
newly arrived soul to q mansion, and
says, Go in and live there. That
mansion is yours forever" That man
thinks to himself. "Why, l have for
many years lived iu a mansion; man
sion is no novelty to me- Tne well
coming angel appoints some onepros
pered CT earth to the honors OF heaven,
the coronets and thrones. The soul
| thinks to itself, Il had more honors on
earth than [ could appreciate and
crowIs are heavy things to wear, any
how" The welcoming angel appoints
some prospered soul OF earth to fine
landscape n the heavenly country
and says, walk there and epj ~ your
self" The soul thinks to itself, the
place I owned on the Hudson" or "the
castle had on the Rhine was almost
as picturesque, and then | cannot see
the sunset on the river, for it is
here everlasting day and tie sun new
er SETS"
The welcoming angel s3,ys to some
newly arrived soul, Listen now to
the music; the orchestra OF heaven is
about to render one Of the best ora
tories" The soul would think,
why I have been hearing the best
music 80 years on earth. Almost ev-
cry winter I heard in the Academy Of
Music the Creation, the Messiah and
'Jephtah.' l have heard all the great
living prima donas and some who are
dead" Let the welcoming angel then
say to a prospered soul OF earth, Go
now and rest; this is the everlasting
rest" why" the soul would think,
II am not tired. Why do / want to
rest? | have not done a stroke Of
work for the last 30 years. I spent
my winters in Florida and my sum.
mers in the Adirondacks, and I am
not in need Of rest" My hearers,
heaven will not be so much OF heav-
en- for those who had no struggle on
earth. But when those who had a
hard push with the red gate of my
text, the gate Of carouncle, come to
tic gate of pearl and find it wide open,
! ley will say: why, how strange
this is, This is the first gate OF valu-
able entrance IN 40 years that | have
| found OPEN" And the welcoming
angel will say to some Christian moth
er who reared s large family of chill
dren and prepared them for useful
ness and heaven, go where you
please and sit down on what velvet
bank or cushioned throne you may
I prefer" And I hear the newly arriy-
ed SOIL saying, "Oh, my! What a
good thing It's to rest. I was 50 tir-
ed. I was tired for 10 years Angel,
tell me, is this an unbrokeu restl
Can it be that there are no sick chill
dren to take care Off Ny head was so
tired, planning for the household on
small means, my eyes were SO tired
with sewing and knitting, my back
ached with doing work that made me
stoop for so many hours. There was
nothing in the universe I 50 much
need as rest. Now I have it. Blessed
Jesus? Blessed heaven. Blessed rest!'
Then the welcoming angel will say to
some Christian that on earth was deaf
and had not heard voices of song or
voices of friendship. clark now to
the choirs in white as they are about
to join in The openin : piece of the tenn
pie worship" And as the baton
swings as the deft fingers begin to feel
the pulses Of the harp and lips of mar
tyrs breathe on the soft lutes of praise,
I hear the surprised soul, just entered
heaven, saying: Music. Why, that
is the first I ever heard. VIII it keep
on2 Tell them not to stop. What is
the name of that anthem? Why. I
never heard anything like that. l
never heard anything at ALL"
And a little child, long ago in heav-
en-, pulls at the white robe and says,
'Mother!'' and she turns around.
saying, "My child, for the first time l
hear your voice. On earth I saw your
smile and felt the coil of your blond
curls on your childish brow, but l
never heard your voice, even in play
or prattle, and I am confused to which
is the best music, that which the an
gels of God render or the voice of you,
my darling. Music, l read about it
and saw the notes in the music book,
and I saw the fingers of pianists and
organists run up and down the snow
banks of the keyboard, but | never
thought it would be anything like
this. Music' Then the angel will
say to lifelong invalid: "Did you
ever breathe air like this2 Such
balm! Such tonic Such immortal
life in every respiration Did you
ever have any climate on earth like
this climate Of heaven2' And these