The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-01-16
an awful centrifugal of sin seeming to

reached Heaven. Such sound had
never been heard there. Plenty of
sweet sounds, but never an cutlery of
that one groan the Prince rose from
all the blissful CIRCUMFERENCE, and
started for the outer gate and descend
ed into the night of this world. Out Of
what a bright arbor into what "a rough
sea! "Stay with u.s." cried angel after
angel, and potentate after potentate.
'No," said the prince, II can not stay;
l must be off for that wreck OF a world.
l must stop that groan. L must hush
that distress. l must fathom that
abyss. must redeem those nations.
Farewell, thrones aud temples, hosts
cheru bic, seraphic, archangelic! l
will come back again. carrying on my
shoulder ransomed world. Till this
Is done l choose earthly scoff to Heav-
emily reclamation, and a cattle pen to
a kings palace, frigid zone of earth to
atmosphere of celestial radiance. l
have no time to lose, for bark ye to
the groan that grows mightier while l
wait! FAREWELL FAREWELL "Yeknow
the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
that though He was rich, yet for your
salies He becomes poor"
Was there ever contrast so overs
towering as that between the noon
day of Christ's celestial departure and
the midnight of His earthly arrival?
Sure enough, the angels were out that
night in the SIX; and an especial me-
teor acted as escort, but all that ~as
from other worlds, and not from this
world. The earth made no demonstra-
ton of welcome. If one OF the great
princes of this world steps out at de.
pot, cheers resound, and the bands
play, end the flags wave. But for the
arrival o this missionary prince of
the skies not a torch hared, not n
trumpet blew. not plume futtered
All the music and the pomp were
overhead. Our world opened for Him
nothing better than barn door. The
rajah of Cashmere sent to Queen Vie
toria a bedstead of carved gold and a
canopy that cost $4,000, but the
world had for the Prince of Heaven
and earth only litter of straw. The
crown jewels in the tower of London
amount to- Sl5, 1000, 600, but this mem Der
of eternal royalty had nowhere to lay
His head. To know how poor He was,
ask the camel driver, ask the shep-
herds, ask Mary ask the three wise men
of the east, who afterward came to
bethlehem. To know how poor He was,
examine all the records of real estate
in all that oriental <country, and see
what vineyard, or what field he owned.
Not one. OF what mortgage was He
the mortgagee? or what tenement was
lie the landlord? OF what lease was
He the lessee? Who ever paid Him
rent? Not owning the boat on
which He sailed, or the beast on which
lie rode, or the pillow on which He
slept. He had so liltle estate that in
order to pay HIS tax lie had to per-
form miracle, putting the amount of
the assessment in a fshs mouth and
having it hauled ashore. And after
His death the world rushed in TO take
I'M inventory of His goods, and the en-
tire aggregate was the garments lie
had worn, sleeping in them by night
and travelling in them by day, bearing
on them the dust of the highway and
the saturation of the sea. St Paul In
my text hit the mark when he said of
the missionary Prince: For your sake
He became poor"
The world could have treated Him
better If it had chosen. 1t had all the
means for making His earthly condi-
tions comfortable. Only few years
before when Pompey, the general, ar
rived In Brindisi he was greeted with
arches and a costly column which cell
ebrated the $4,000, 900 people whom he
had killed or conquered, and he was al.
lowed to wear his trium phal robe In
the senate. The world had applause
for imperial butchers, but buffeting
for the Prince of Peace. Plenty of
golden chalices for tho favored to
drink out of. but our Prince must put
His lips to tho bucket of the well by
the roadside after He had begged for a
drink? Born In another mans barn,
and eating at another mans table,
and cruising the lake In another mans
fishing smack, and buried in another
mans tomb. Four inspired authors
wrote His biography, and innumerable
lives of Christ have been published,
but He composed His autobiography
In most compressed way. He said,
II have trodden the wine press alone"
Poor In the estim alton of nearly all
the prosperous classes. They called
him Sabbath breaker, wine bibber,
traitor, blasphemer. and ransacked
the dictionary of opprobrium from
cover to cover to express their detesta-
ton. can think now Of only two
well-to-do men who espoused his
cause-Nicodemus and Joseph OF
Arimathca. His friends for the most
part wero people who, In that climate
where ophthalmia or Inflammation of
the eyeball sweeps ever and anon as a
scourge, had become blind, sick
people who were anxious to get
well, and troubled people in whose
family there was some one dead or
dying. II He had purse at all it
was empty, or we would have heard
what the soldiers did with the con-
tents. Poor? The pigeon In the dove
cote, the rabbit In its burrow, the
silkworm in its cocoon, the bee in it's
hive, Is better provided for, better off,