Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1897-01-18

,epted. There is the programme. First
she shovels, then the thunderbolts. Ours
| the shovels, Gods the thunderbolts
The text, which before we uttered with
something of trepidation, now we utter
in laugh of triumph: "Who art thou,
D great mountain? Before Zerubbabel
thou shalt become a plain. "
Sometimes general begins battle
before he is ready, because the enemy
forces it on him. The general says:
''The enemy are pushing us, and SO !
open battle. We are not sufficient to
cope with them, but I hope the reserve
forces will come up in time. f" The bat
tie RACES, and the general looks through
his feldglass at the troops. bat ever
and anon he sweeps his fieldglass back
ward and upward toward the hill, TO
see if the reserve forces are coming.
lizard pushed are we, says the gen.
eral. 81 do wish those e-enforcements
would come up" After awhile the
plumes Of the advancing cavalry are
seen tossing on the ridge of the hill.
and then the flash OF swords, and then
the long lines OF mounted troops, their
horses in full gallop. And the general
says: ''All is we'll. Hold out, my men,
little logger. Let the sergeants ride
along the lines and cheer the men and
tell them re-enforcements ere coming"
And now the rumbling Of the batteries
and gun carriages is distinctly heard,
and soon they are in line, and at the
first roar Of the newly arrived artillery
the enemy, little while before SO jubi-
liant, fall back in wild retreat, their
way strewn with canteens and KNAPP
sacks and ammunition, that the defeat
ed may be unhindered in their fight.
All Heaven to the Rescue.
That is just tho way now. In this
great battle against sin and crime and
moral death the enemy seem too much
for us. More grogshops than churches,
more bad men than good men, and they
come up with bravado and the force of
great numbers. They have opened bat
tie upon US before we are, in our own
strength, ready to meet them, and great
are the discouragements But steady,
therel Hold onl Re-enforcements are
coming. Through the glass of inspira-
tion look and see the fash of the sword
of 'him who hath on his vesture and
on his thigh a name written, King of
kings anu LOru OF lOruS. All heaven
is on our side and is coming to the res
cue. hear the rumbling of the Kings
artillery, louder than any thunder that
ever shook the earth, and with every
roll of the ponderous wheels our cour-
age augments, and when these re-en-
forcements from heaven get into lire
with the forces of GOD already on earth
all the armies of unrighteousness will
see that their hour of doom has come
and will waver and fall back and take
flight and nothing be left of them save
here and there, strewn by the wayside,
an agnostic's pen, or a broken decanter,
or torn plevbill of debasing amuse-
ment, or a blasphemous paragraph, or
leper's scale, or a dragons tooth, to
show they ever existed. Let there be
all along the lines of Christian
workers over the fact that what the
shovels fail TO do will be accomplished
by the thunderbolts. "Who art thou,
D great mountain? Before ZerubbabeI
thou shalt become plain
The mountains look Marathon,
And Marathon looks on the sea.
Shrine of the mighty, can it be
That this is all remains Of thee2