Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1897-10-11
the long funeral procession of the
worlds grief by some cheering and
cheerful view of the last transition


We all know that husl1ing time was a
time of frost Frost on the fence. Frost
! on the stubble Frost on the ground.
Frost on the bare branches Of the tr8es.
Frost in the air. Frost on the hands of
the huskers. You remember we used to
hide behind the corn stacks SO as to
keep off the wind, but still you remem-
her how shivering was the body and
how painful was the cheek and how be-
nunbed were the hands But after
awhile the sun was high up and all the
f-Osts went out of the air, and hilarities
awakened the echoes and joy from one
corn shock went up, AHA, ahap' and
was answered by JOY from another corn
SHOCK, AHA, ahaP'
| So we all realize that the death Of
| or friends IS the nipping of many ex-
pec551ions the freezing, the chilling
the frosting Of many Of our hopes. 1t is
far from being south wind. 1t comes
from the frlgid north and when they
go away from us we stand benumbed in
body and benumbed i'll mind and be-
nCInbed ii soul We stand among cur
dead neighb0rs, our dead families, and
we say, Twill we ever get over it?''
Yes, we Will get over it amid the shout
ings Of heavenly reunion, and we will
lock back to all these distresses Of be-
reavement only as the temporary dis
tresses of husking time. Weeping
may endure for a night, but JOY cometh
ia the morning. = Light, and but for
a moment, said the apostle as he clap
ped his hands, Light, and but for g
moment The chill of the frosts fol-
lowed by the gladness that coneth in
like as a shock of corn cometh in in
his season.
Of course the husl1ing time made
rough work with the ear Of corn. The
huslzing peg had to be thrust in and the
hard thumb Of the husker had to come
down on the swathing Of the ear, and
then there was q pull and ruthless
tearing and then complete swapping
off before the corn was free and if the
hush could have spoken it would have
said WAY do you lacerate me? Why
do you wrench me?' All, my friends,
that is the way God has arranged that
the ear and the husi shall part, and
that is the way he has arranged that
the body and soul shall separate. You
can afford to have your physical dis
tresses when you know that they are
only forwarding the souls liberation.
Every rheumatic pain is only a plunge
on the hCsking peg. Every neuralgia
twinge is Only q twist by the husker.
There is gold III you that must come
out. Some way the shackle must be
broken. Some way the ship must be
launched for heavenly voyage. You must
let the heavenly Eusbandman husk off
the mortality from the Immortality.
Chronic Ailments.
There ought to be great consolation:
in this fOr all who have chronic all
ments since the Lord is gradually and
more mildly taking away from you
that which binders your souls liberia
ton doinS gradually for you what for
many Of us in robust health perhaps he
Will do in ore fell blow at the last At
the close Of every illness, at the close
CT every paroxysm, you ought to say,
''Thank God that is all past now, thank |
God Z will never have to suffer thai |
again, thank God I am SO much nearer
the hour of liberation. - You will new
er suffer the same pain twice. You may
have q new pain in an old place, but |
never the same pain twice.
The pain does it's work and then it |
dies. Just SO many plunges Of the crow
bar to free the quarry stone for the I
building. Just so many strokes of the |
chisel to complete the statue. Just SO
many pangs to separate the soul from
the body. YOu who have chronic all
ments and disorders are only paying in
installments that which some of us will !
have to pay in one payment when we
pay the debt of nature Thank God, |
therefore, ye who have chronic disorders,
that you have so much less suffering at |
the last. Thank God that you will have
So much less to feel in the way of pain
at the hands Of the heavenly Husband
man when 1.-THE shock of corn cometh |
III IL his season.
Perhaps now this may be an answer
to q question which Iasl1ed one Sabbath
morning, but did not answer, Why is
it that SO many really good people have
so dreadfully to suffer? You often find
a good man with enough pains and
aches and distresses, you would think,
to discipline whole colony, while you
will find a man who is perfectly useless
going around with easy digestion and
steady nerves and shining health, and
his exit from the world is comparative
~ painless How do you explain that?
Well, noticed in the husking time
that the husking peg was thrust into
the corn and then there must be stout
pull before the swathing was taken off
of the ear and the full, round, healthy,
lu1uriant corn was developed while on
the other hand there was corn that
hardly seemed worth husking We
threw that into place all by itself and
we called it ''nubbins -
ssNuEbins."
Some OF it was widowed, and some
IF it was mice nibbled, and some of it