The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1898-03-25

many are struggling for a position n
little higher than that which God In.
tended them, 1he bonaswomnn wsnts
go =. ns'sresx nrees js,s31w<< bwding
sarah Tic Small wheel OF watch
BEAUTIFULLY went trcading its golden
pathway wants Ia br the balance.
wheel aud the sparrow with chagrin
drops into the brook because u can
not, like the eagle, cut circle under
the sun.
Ia ih- Lords army we all want 90 bc
brigadier generals, The sloop says:
More mast, more tonnage, more can.
vas oh, that | were topsail ,choun-
or, or q ful.-riggcd brig, or Cunard
steamer hud ~ the world /, filed
with cries of discomfort, because we
arr not willing To- stay In the place
where tod put uS and intended "a To
Ice, Nv friends De- not too proud to
de- anything tod tells YOU Ia do;fur the
laci, ~ a right disposition in this re-.
Nr,ct the world i, ,trcwu with wonder.
tur iinrurs aud i,hmacl>. God has
given each one Of rs work to do
You carry >cuttlc ~ coal up that
darh alley You distribute that Chris.
t.uu tract You give $4,000 TO the
~ rsiurary cau>r. You for IS years
sIt with chronic rheumatism display.
ing the hyauiv Of Christian submits
sion. Whatever God calls YOU 10.
whether II win kissing or huAza;
whether To- walk under triumphal
arch ur IN the sut out of the ditch;
whether IL Ice To preach On a rcntecost
uT TIL some waudvrcr Of the street
81 the mercy 81 the Christ Of Mary
Ma"Huluuc. whether IL tv Ia weave "A
rar,.ud for a laughing child ON "A
fpriuE morning aud call her a Mary
Queen, ur 10 CONT out the tangled
lu'k. - a waif 81 the street .nd cut up
un, - Your old drr~,cs 20 1T Der uut
for tho sanctuary do i'. and do IL
and do 1t right away Whether it lie
q crown ar yoke, do not Gdgct Ever
lasting honors upon those who du their
uurk. and do their whole work, aud
arr yuntrntcd la the sphere Ia which
God has put ihcm; while there II wan
d,r.ur. aud exile, and dcsnlation, and
wilderness for discuntcutcd llagar aud
lshmacl
Again, | find In this Oriental scene
lesson of sympathy with woman when
sls,s ss,as fartA tradging tn ,l.s. .l..s.,r,.
What great change IL was Tor THIS
llagar' There wa, the tent, and all
the surrounding, Of Abrnham's house.
l~autiiu, aud luxurious. no doubt.
Now she b going out into the hot
sands 81 the dcsrrt oh, what u change
h was And iu our day we often see
tho wheel uf fortune turn Here H.
somc one who liycd In the very bright
homo uf her father. She had every.
thing possible to administer to
her happiucs, plenty at the table,
music la the drawing room, welcome
at the door. She IA led forth into lifC
hy some one who can not appreciate
hcr \ uis,ipatcd soul comes aud takes
hes out "a the desert. trucltics blot
ou' an the lights 81 that home circle.
Harsh words wear out her spirits. The
high hopes that shunc out over the
marriage altar while the ring was be-
in set aud the vows given, and the
tyurbiriinu pronounced. have all faded
with tuc orange blossoms, and there
she is to-day broken hearted, thinking
OF past Joy, and present dcsolation and
coming anguish lIagar IN the wilder
ncs,2
Here - beautiful home You eau
not think ~ anything that can be- add
ed to it, For years there has not been
the sug rr>tiun of single trouble.
Bright AMI happy children I'LL the
house with laughter and song, Books
To read. Pictures to lnui, 1T. Lounges
To- rest ON. Cup of domestic joy full
aud running over. Dark night drops.
Pillow hot Pulses futtcr. Eyes close,
Ana The foo, whose wcll.luuwn steps
on tlj' door sill brought the whole
household out at cvcntidc crying:
Father, coming" will never sound
On tho door sill again. A long, deep
grirf piowcd through all the bright
ness OF uumrstic lie. Paradise lost,
Widow hood IIagar in the wilderness.
How often is IL we see the weak arm
Of woman cunscriptcd Tor this battle
with tue rough world, Who is she, GO
ing down the street in the early light
of the morning, pale with eNhausting
work. not half slept out with the slum-
hcrs Of last night tragedies of suffer
ing written all over her face, her lus-
trelcss eyes looking far ahead, as
though for the coming of some other
trouble" Her parents call her Mary,
or Bertha, or Agnes, on the day when
they held her mp To the font and
the Christian minister sprinklcd on
the infants face the washings
of holy baptism, Her name is chang
4 1, Ia, sl 4, ~, = q
wornout shoes. see IL in the figure of
the faded calico | find II in the Inca
ments Of the woe-bcgonc Countenancc.
Not Mary, nor Bertha, nor Agnes, but
llagar in the wilderness. May God
have mercy upon woman in her tolls,
her struggles, her hardships, her DESC
lation, and may the great heart OF
divine sympathy incloSc her forever!
Again, | find in this oriental scene
the fact that every mother leads forth
tremendous dcstinics.
You say; That isn't an unusual
scene, n mother leading her child by
the hand Who is 1t that she is lead
ingp lshmacl, you say. Who is Ishmacl?
A great nation is To bc founded-a
nation So strong that it stands for
thousands of years against all the ar
mics of the world. Egypt and ASsyria
thunder against it, but IN vain, Gaulus
brings up his army, and his army is
smittcn. Alexander decides upon n
campaign, brings up his hosts, and
dies.
For long while that nation munop-
olizcs the learning Of the world 1t is
the nation of Arabs. Who founded it?
lshmacl, the lad that llagar led into
the wilderness, She had no idea sh0
was leading forth such dcstinies
Neither does any mother. You pass
along the street and see and pass boys
ard girls who will yet make the earth
quake with their influence.
Who is that boy ~ sutton Pool, Ply
mouth, Eng, hpretooted, wading down
into the slush an. s.,nr. ant'l his bare
foot comes upon y piece OF glass aud