News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1897-01-27

/ see a soul entering heaven at last, with
covered face at the idea that it has done SO
little for Christ and feeling borne down
with unworthiness, and it says to itself,
II have no right to be here" A voice
from throne says: ooh, you forget that
Sunday school class you invited to Christ
| was one Of them" And another voice
says: 'You forget that poor man to whom
you gave loaf of bread and told of the
heavenly bread was that man." And
another says: "YOu forget that sick one to
whom you gave medicine for the body and
the soul. l was that one" And then
Christ, from throne overlapping all the
rest, will say, "Inasmuch as ye did it to
one of the least of these, you did it to me "
And then the seraphs ill take their hurps
from the side of the throne and cry, "What
song shall it be?" And Christ, bending
over the harpers, shallsay, ''It shall be the
harvest homo!"
One more reason why l am disposed to
accept this doctrine of future recognition
is that so many in their last hour on earth
have confirmed this theory. speak not of
persons who have been delirious in their
last moment and knew not what they were
about, but of persons who died in calm.
ness and placidity, and who were not nat
urally superstitious. Often the glories of
heaven have struck the dying pillow, and
the departing man has said he saw and
heard those who had gone away from him.
How often it is in the dying moments par
ents see their departed children and chill.
dren see their departed parents! | came
down to the banks of the Mohawk river
1t was evening, and / wanted to 90 over
the river, and so l waved my hat and
shouted, and after awhile l saw some one
waving on the opposite bank, and heard
him shout and the boat came across. and
got in and was transported. And SO |
suppose it will be in the evening of our
life. We will come down to the river OF
death and give signal to our friends on
the other shore, and they will give signal
back to us, and the boat comes, and our
departed KIM red are the oarsmen, the fires
of the setting day tinging the tops of tho
paddles.
Oh, have you never sat by such death.
bed? In that hour you hear the departing
soul cry, Hark Lookr' You hearkened
and you looked. A little child, pinine
| away because of the death of its mother
getting weaker and weaker every day, wa.
taken into the room where hung the pic
ture Of her mother. She seemed to enioy
looking ut it, and then she was taker
away, and after awhile died. In the las
moment that wan and wasted little on,
| lifted her hands, while her face lighted III
with the glory Of the next world and crieC
ont "MotherW DO you tell me she did
not sec her motherS She did. So in IN,
! first settlement at Bolleyille plain mai
said to met "What do you think l heart
last nightY ! was in the room where on,
of my neighbors was dying. He was /
| good man, ana he said he heard the angel
Of God singing before the throne haven
much poetry about me, but listened ant
heard them too" Said |, ~ have II,
doubt If IT," Why, we are to be taken NJ
| to heaven at Lass ny ministaring spirits
Who are they 20 boz Souls thut went III
from Aigui.s, or Antioch, or Jerusalem
On, no; oar sloriAeu kindred are going Il
! troop AROUND us