The Saint Paul globe., 1897-10-25
BOUNTY OF THE sun.
Topic of DR.; Angerso1l's Annual
Harvest Home Sermon.

The decorations of the. pulpit and
choir loft of. the Park Congregational
church yesterday had the appearance
of a county exhibit, at the state fair.
The occasion, was the annual Harvest
-I4ome"ps sermon by the pastor, Rev.
Edward p. Ingersoll, and the decora-
tions, consisting Of corn in the stalk,
pumpkins, squash, grapes, apples and
other vegetables and grains, added to
the interest Of the sermon. Festooned
around the choir were wreaths of au-
tumn leaves and grasses. The music
furnished by a double quartette was
one of the interesting features of the
services.
Rev. IngersoH took for his text, "The
first Of the fruits Of the land thou shalt
bring unto the house of the Lord thy
God" He said in part:
THE first account Of sacrifice we
learn in the Bible was the fruit Of the
land offered upon the altar Among
the first things commanded Of the Is
raelites as they entered into the desert
on their march to the promised land
was the command of the text. The
first parable which Christ uttered was
the parable of the sower 1t was in
the open air by the sea of Galilee, and
Christ pointed away at the man who
was sowing the seed. Farming Of old
and today is a foundation industry.
Waving fields Of grain, the f1ocks and
herds of the Jewish farmers were as
with us the prolific source of their
prosperity. and the true men Of the
nation toiIed in the fields and were
ready and glad to bring visible
token of their thanksgiving, and ac-
knowledge that everything of theirs
was Gods. In that spirit may we look
on the fruits of the field, with which
our sanctuary is adorned. The au-
tllmn Of the year is upon US. The sun
came from it's southern circuit and
gave to US the profusion Of autumn.
With his work well done he is slowly
retiring to the other hemisphere and
other fruitful fields. What a profusion
of everything it has given us. If we
could in some way gather up the out
flow Of this life-gfving treasure Of sun
light, which bathes the mountains in
liquid ether fills the valleys with life
and beauty, sending bright rays into
secluded places, touching with delicate
fingers every flower with gentle per-
fume; enwrapping every blade of
grass: striking. radiant beams through
dewdrops; gliding domes and spires
and retouching the great sea- But we
cannot, and yet never yielding to wear
mess the SUM goes on pouring out it's
abundance on the needy earth, shin
ing as full and fresh as on creations
morn. The leaves grow sere; all things
take on son1ber! hue. The songsters
of our Northern woodlands are seeking
the nlilder skies of the South. Orch
ards have yielded their harvest and
there is only left the caring of the
corn. The winter is at hand. Is the
end of the worlds life coming? Will
the cold stop the breath of nature?
No, the sun will shine on, the spring
will come again, and while earth en-
dures springtimes will ever come and
renew the earth with riches that
ripen into golden harvests. Even now
the buds for the coming year are pre-
parine. Countless millions Of roots are
preparing under the ground. Germs of
fruits are forming. Even now October
is giving her hand to May: The next
wear is at work in the world gathering
treasures beyond the winter that earth
may bear fruit"