Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1897-03-11

r.mlnes around the holy tankard OF the
holy COMMUNICATIONS, mothers, broth |
ers, sisters-around that sacred tankard |
which commentaries the love Of Jesus |
Christ, our Lord. 1t will be great COM
munion day when your whole family sits |
around the sacred tankard. One on earth |
Ono in heaven.
Once more remark that when the prod |
igal gets back the inhabitants of heaven |
keep festal. 1 am very certain of it. If you
have never seen a telegraph chart, you
have no idea how many cities are connect |
ed together and how many lands. Nearly |
all the neighborhoods of the earth seem |
reticulated, ard news flies from city to
city and from continent to continent. But |
more rapidly go the tidiugs from earth to
heaven, and when u prodigal returns it is
announced before the thrnne of God. And
if these souls now present should enter the
kingdom there would be some one in the
heavenly kingdom to say, ''That's my fa-
ther, d" "Tha5's my mother ~ "That's my
son, /" "That's the one used to pray for"
"That's the one for whom wept so many
tears" and one soul would say, "Hosan-
nal'' and another would say, "Hallelu-
iahr'
Pleased with the news, the saints below
In songs their tongues employ.
Beyond the skies the tidings go,
And heaven is filed with Toy,
Nor angels can their Joy contain,
But kindlo with new fire.
Tho sinner lost is found, they sing,
And strike the sounding Tyre.
Fine Picture.
At the banquet of Lucullus sat Cicero
the orator, at the Macedonian festival sat
Philip the conqueror, at tho Grecian
banquet sat Socrates the philosopher, but
at our Fathers table sit all the returned
prodigals, more than conquerors. Tho ia
Bile is SO wide its leaves reach across seas
and lands. Its guests are the redeemed Of
earth and the glorified of heaven. The ring
of Gods forgiveness on every hand. The
robe of a Saviour's righteousness a-droop
from every shoulder. The wine that grows
in the cups is from the bowls of 10, GOO sac
raments Let all the redeemed of Garth
and all the glorifed of heaven rise and
with cleaning chalices drink to the return
of q thousand prodigals. Sing, sing, singl
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to re-
ceive blessing and riches and honor and
glory and power, world without end!'
That scene Of jubilance comes out before
me this moment as in sort Of picture
| gallery. All heaven in pictures
| Look, look! There is Christi Cuyp paint
ed him for earthly galleries, and Correggio
and Tintoretto and Benjamin West and
Dore painted him for earthly galleries, but
all those pictures are eclipsed by this mas
terpiece of heaven Christ, Christ! There
| SO, a,,l he Of fko nho5 Nj IF
| Agrippa's courtroom, and of Mars hill,
and of Nero's infamy shaking his chained
fist in the very face of teeth chattering roy
atty. Here is Joshua, the fighter of Beth
oron and Gibeon, the man that postponed
sundown. And here is Vashti, tho profit
gacy of the Persian court unable to remove
her veil of modesty or rend it or lift it.
And along the corridors of this picture
gallery find other great heroes and hero
ines-David with his harp, and Miriam
with the cymbals, and Zechariah with the
scroll, and St. John with the seven walls,
and the resurrection angel with the trum-
pet. On, farther in the corridors, see the
faces of our loved ones The cough gone
from tho throat, the wanness gone from
the limbs, the languor gone from tho eye
Let us go up and greet them. Let us go
up and embrace them. Let us go up and
live with them. We will, we will
From this hilltop I catch q glimpse of
those hilltops where all sorrow and sigh
ing shall be done away. Oh, that God
would make that world to US reality
Faith in that world helped old DR.. Tying
when he stood by the casket of his dead
son whose arm had been tern off in the
thrashing machine, death ensuing, and
DIR. Tying with infinite composure preach
ed the funeral sermon Of his own beloved
son. Faith in that world helped Martin
!, Luther without one tear to put away In
!, death his favorite child. Faith in that
world helped the dying woman to see on
the sky the letter "W," and they asked
, her what she supposed that letter "W" or
the sky meant. "Oh," she said, "don't
!, you know? W. stands for Welcome >
Oh, heaven, swing open thy gates! Oh
heaven, roll upon us some Of the sunshine
anthemsl Oh, heaven, flash upon us thu
vision Of thy luster An old writer tells III
of ship coming from India to France
The crew was made up Of French sailors
who had been long from home, and as th'
, ship came along the coast Of France tn
| men skipped the deck with glee, and the,
polHteu W Unc spires VI tue cnurcneS Wnef
they once worshiped and to the hills wher
,, they had played in boyhood. But when tn
: ship came into port, and these sailors saw
father and mother and wife and loved one
on the wharf, they sprang ashore and rush
cd up the banks into the city, and the cap
, tain had to get another crew to bring th
ship to her moorings. So heaven will afte
awhile come SO fully in sight we can Sc
,, its towers, its mansions, it's hills, and a
! we go into port and our loved ones shal
y call from that shining shore and speak ou
names we will spring to the beach, leavin
this old ship of world to be managed b
another crew, our rough voyaging Of th
seas ended forever.