Connecticut western news., 1897-03-11

Hut hindle with new nrv.
 The sinner lost is found, they sing,
 And strike thc sounding lyrc.
 At the banquet of Lucullus sat Cicero the orator, at the Macedonian festival sat Philip the conqueror, at the Gre- eian banquet sat Socrates the philoso. nher, but at our Fathers table sit all the returned prodigals, moro than con luerors. The table is so wide its leayes reach across seas and lands Its guests are the redeemed of earth and the glori. ied of heaven. Tho ring of Gods for givencss on every hand. The robe of Saviour's righteousness adroop from ev- ery shoulder. The wine that Rlows i'm the cups is from the bowls of 10, GOO ,acraments. Let all tho redeemed of aarth and all the gloriflcd of heaven risc and with gleaming chaliccs drink to the return of A thousand prodigtls Sing. sing, sinRl Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive blessing and riches and honor and glory and power, world without end. That scene of jnhilence comes out before mo this moment as iu q sort of picture gallery. All heaven in pictures.
 Heroes and usroAn~s.
 Look LooEi Thorc is Christ. Cuyp painted him for earthly galleries, and Uorreggio and Tintoretto and Benjamin West and Dore painted him for earthly galleries, but all those pictures are eclipsed by this masterpiece of heaven. Christi Christi Thero Is Paul. tho hero of the Sanhedrim, and of Agrippa's courtroom, aud of Mars hin, and of Ncro's infnny. shaking his chained fist in the very faco of teeth chattoring roy alty, Hore is Joshua, the fighter of Bethoron and Gibeon, the man that postponed sundown. And here is vashu. the profiiRacy of the Persian court un- able to remove her veil of modesty ov rend it or lift it. And along the oorri- dors of this picture gallery find other great heroer and heruines--David with his harp, and Miriam with the cymbals. and Zechariah with the scroll, and St John with tho seven vials, and the ros- urrection angel with the trumpet On farther in the corridors see the faces of our loved ones, the cough gone from the throat, the wanness gone from the check. tho weariness gone from the limbs. the languor gone from the eye Let us go up and greet them. Let us go mp and em- brace them. Let us go up and live with them. We will We will
 From this hilltop catch glimpse of thosc hilltops where all sorrow and signing shall be done away. Oh. that God would mako that world to us a rcalityi Faith in that world helped old Dr. Tyng when he stood by the casket of his dead son, whose arm had been torn of in the thrashing machine, death en- suing, and Dr. Tyng, with infinite com posture, preached the funeral sermon of his own beloved son. Faith in that world helped Martin Luther without one tear to put away in death his favor ite child Faith in that world helped the dying woman to see on the sky tho letter "W," and they asked her what she supposed that letter "w" on the sky meant. "0h." she said. "don't you knowg w stands for Welcome. Oh. heaven. swing open thy gatesl Oh, heav- en, roll upon us some of the sunshine anthemsl Oh, heaven. flash upon us the vision of thy lustcri An old writer tells us of n ship coming from India to | France. The crew was made up of French sailors who had been long from home, and as the ship oame along the coast of France the men skipped the deck with glec, and they pointed to tho spires of the churches where they once worshiped and to the hills where they had played in boyhood But when tho ship came into port, and these sailors saw father and mother md wife and loved ones on tho wharf, they srrang ashore and rushed up the banks into tho city, and the captain had to get another crew to bring the ship to her moorings. So heaven will after awhile come 70 fully in sight, we can see it's towers, its mansions, its hills, and as we go into port mud our loved ones shall call from that shining shore and speak our names we will spring to the beach, leaving this old ship of world to be managed by another crew, our rough voyaginR of the seas ended forever.