The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1897-11-04


OF George Peabody. Thit generation OF
men and women Is more worth saving than
any one Of the one hundred and eighty
generations that have passed OF.
"How to get saved? Be willing to accept
Christ, and then accept Him instautane-
ously and forever. Get on the rock first,
and then you will be able to help others
upon the same rock.
"I confess to you that my ona wish is to
serve this generation, not to antagonize it,
not to damage it, not to ruleit, but to serve
it. would like to do something toward
helping unstrap its load, to stop its tears,
to balsam its wounds, and to induce 1t to
put foot on the upward road that has at its
terminus acclamation rapturous, and gates
pearly, and garlands amaranthine, and
fountains rainbowed, and dominions en-
throned and coroneted. for cannot forget
that lullaby in the closing words Of my
text: David, after he had served his own
generation by the will OF God, fell on Sleep
What a lovely sleep it vast Un6lial Absa-
lom did not trouble it. Ambitious Adonijah
did not worry it. Prosecuting Saul did not
harrow 1t. Exile did not I'LL it with night
mare. Since red-headed boy, amid his
fathers flocks at night, he had not had
such a good sleep. At seventy years OF ago
he lay down to it. He had had many
troubled sleep, as in his cayerns of Adul-
lam. or in the palace at the time his enemies
were attempting his capture. But this was
. peaceful sleep, calm sleep, restful
sleep, glorious sleep. After he had
served his generation by the will Of God, he
fell on Sleep -
"Oh. what e good thing is sleep after
hard days work! It takes all the aching
out OF the head, and all the weariness out
OF the limbs, and all the smartins ont OF the
! eyes. From 1t we rise in the morning, and
it is new world. Aud II we, like David,
serve our generation, we will at life's close
have most desirable and refreshing sleep.
In II will vanish our las. fatigue OF body,
our last worrinent OF mind, ourlast sorrow
OF soul. To the Christians body that was
hot with raging feyers, so that the attend
ants must by sheer force kesp on the blank
cts, It will be the cool sleep. To those who
are thin-blooded and shiverinS with agues,
it will be the warm sleep. To those who,
because OF physical disorders, were terrified
with night visions, 1t will be to the dream.
less sleep. To nurses and doctors and
mothers who we're wakened almost every
hour Of the night by those to whom they
ministered, or over whom they watched, 1t
will be the undisturbed sleep. To those
who could not get to bed till late ut night,
and must rise early in the morning, and be- :
fore getting rested, it will be the long
sleep.
away Win all your gloomy aDOuI
departing from this world! II we have
served our generation it will not be- put
ting out into the breakers; 1t will not be
the fight with the King Of Terrors; 1t will
be going to sleep. A friend, writing me
from Illinois, says that Rev. Dr.. Wingate,
President Of Wake Forest College, North
Carolina, after most useful life, found
his last day on earth his happiest day, and
that in his last moments he eemed to be
personally talking with Christ. as friend
with friend, saying: 'Oh, how delightful
the time came, and knew it would be
sweet, but did not know it would be as
sweet as 1t is.' The fact was, he had
served his generation in the gospel min.
istry, and by the will OF God he fell asleep.
| When in Africa, Majwara, the servant,
looked into the tent Of David Livingstone,
and found him on his knees, he stepped
back, not wishing to disturb him In prayer,
and some time after went in and found
him In theSame posture. and stepped back
again; but after awhile, went in and
had finished his last journey, and he had
died in the grandest and mightiest posture
man ever takes-on his knees. He had
served his generation by unrolling the :
scroll OF continent, and by the will or
God fell on sleep. In the museum OF
Greenwich, England, there is a fragment
Of book that was found on the arctic
regions, amid the relics OF Sir John Frank
lin, who had perished amid the snow and
ice, and the leaf OF that piece OF book
was turned down at the words: when
thou passest through the waters will be
with thee Having served his generation
in the cause OF science and discovery, BY
the will OF God he fell on sleep.
why will you keep us all so nervous
talking about that which is only dormi-
tory aud pillowed slumber, canopied by
angels wings? Sleep. Transporting
sleep! And what glorious awakening?
You and 1 have sometimes been thoroughly
bewildered after a long and fatiguing
journey; We have stopped at friends
house for the nigat, and after hours OK
complete Inconsistencies we have opened
our eyes, the high-risen sun full in our
faces, and before we could fully collect our
faculties, have said: Where am l; whose
house Is this, and whose are these gar
dens?' And, then, 1t has flashed upon US
In glad reality.
and I should not wonder IL, after We
have served our generation, and, by the
will OF God, have fallen on sleep. the deep
sleep, the restful sleep, We should awaken
in blissful bewilderment, and for little
while say: Where an I? What palace Is
this? Why, this looks like heavent 1t Is;
1t is. Why, there is building grander than
all the castles Of earth heaved into amoun-
tain OF splendor-that must be the palace
Of Jesus. And look there; at those walls
lined with foliage more beautiful than any
thing ever saw before, and see those who
are walking down those aisles OF verdure.
From what have heard Of them those two
walking arm in arm must be Mos 5 ana
Joshua, him OF Mount Sinai and he OF the
halting sun over Gibeon. And those two
walking arm IL arm must be John and
Paul, the one 50 gentle and the other so
mighty.
":But must not look any longer at
those gardens of beauty, but examine this
building in which have just awakened.
look out Of the window this way aud
that, and up and down, and find 1t Is q
mansion OF immense size in which I am
stopping. All its windows Of agate and
its colonnades OF porphyry and alabaster:
Why, wonder II this Is not the "House OF
many Mansions" OF which used to reads
1t Is; it is. There must be many OF my
kindred and friends in this very mansion.
Hark! Whose are those voices? Whose are
those bounding feet? open the door and
see, and 10! they are coming through all
the corridors and up and down all the
stairs, our long-absent kindred. Why,
there Is father, there is mother, there are !
tha chtldren All well again. ALI Young