Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1898-03-24
, THE JOURNEY OF HAGAR,
With ishnnael, Through the Desert and
the Lesson II Teaches.


nr. Talmarc's sermon Sunday was
Gen, Xxi, 10: And God opened her
eyes, and She saw a well of water; and
size went and filed the bottle with
water and gave the lad drink.
Morning lreali, upon Bccr->hc ha
There is an early stir in the house Of
old Abraham. There has been trouble
among the domestics. llagar. an as
sistant in the household. and her son,
n brisk lad Of ID years, have become
impudent aad insolcnt. and Sarah,
the mistress of the household, puts her
foot down very hard and says that
they will havs 10 !, ave the premises.
They are packing up now. Abraham.
knowing that the journey before
his servant and her son will bc
very long and across dcsolate places,
in the kindness of his heart sets about
putting mp some bread and bottle
with water in H. Ii il very plain
lunch that Abraham provides, hut
warrant YOU there would have been
enough of IL had they not lost their
WAY. God bc with you" said old
Abraham, as he gave the lunch la lla
~ So "i"''. N'"' 50 - ~
no" She should conduct The Journey.
ishmaei' the ooN' suppose bounded
away IN IN IN 'rhing IlGhI hoi> al
ways hNc ehahge. fo"r I>hna'L He
mas u" 'hea al inc disasters that are
--ascad of~hitn. Ilagar gives one long,
lingering look ON the familiar place
where she had spent So many happy
days eaeh scene a>s"cia'cd with the
pridc ana JOY oi hcr hrar'' Nonh" lsh-
mael.
Inc screening noon comes ON. h'
arr ~ suhing AMI moves across The
desert win lh>uileraoie snH"cati"h.
lshmael' the boy hegins To complain
ana hes down. but iiagar r'lscs hlm
up saying hothinS a"oat h"r own
WEAKNESS or the swelterlag neat Tor
mothers can endure anything. lrudge.
tr"dge, trndge- 'ro>>ing the dead ieNei
al the desert now wearlly anu SLOWLY
the miles slip! tamarlnd that seemed
hours ago 10 stand only Just NIUE
ahead lnNihng travellers Ia come under
Its shadow now ~ a. FAR OH as ever or
seemingly So. Night drops upon the
desert ahu the traNeiers are Plil""-
less Ishhael. very weary l suppose
instantly lalls asleep. ragar' a. inc
shadows "a inc hight "egih I" zap over
each o'hef hagar mugs her weary ""N
To her BOSOM ana thlhks OF the TACT
mat IL Il her ianit thaI lheS are III me
desert star looks out, ana ever iaii-
ing tear rs kissed WIN sparkic. n
wing OF WIND comes over the hot earth
aud Ilits the locks from the icNcrcd
brow OF the boy tagar sleeps MUMMY
and m her own dreams travels over
the weary day, ana half awakeS her
son by crying out m her sleep 'lsh-
mae. lshmaeE
And 81 they so ON day after day aud
night alter nlght, Tor they nave lost
their way No pain IN the shiiilng
sands; no sign IN the burning Sky.
The sack empty OF hour' the water
gone from the bottle. what shall she
do? As She puts her ialnting l>hmacl
under stunted shrub oil the arld
plain, She sees the oioodshot eye, feels
the hot hand, and watches the blood
bursting from the cracked tongue, ana
there Is shrek IN the desert oi Beer
sheba, we shall die! We shali dte'
Now no mother was ever made strong
enough 10 near her son cry IN VAIN Tor
drink. Heretofore she had cheered her
hoy by promising speedy END OF the
journey, ana even smiled upon MN
when She felt desperately enough
Now there IS nothing 10 DO out place
him under shrno anu iet MN
die she MAJ thought that she
would sal there anu watch untll the
spirit OF her boy would go away Tor
ever ana then she would breathe out
her own lie on ms silent heart' nut as
the 10y begins to claw ms tongue IN
agony OF tnlrst ana struggle IN dlstor-
ton, and oeSs his mother To stay him.
she can not endure the spectacle She
puts him under shrub ana goes on a
bow-shot- and begins TO weep until all
the desert seems soooing' ana her cry
strikes clear through the heavens; ana
an angel OF Oh comes out on cloud,
and looks down upon the appalling
grief and cries; "liagar, what aiieth
thee? She looks up and she sees the
angel pointing TO wei OF water
where she nils the bottle Tor the lad.
Thank GoL Thank Tod!
i learn from tins oriental scene, IN
,che hrst place, what sad thing II
Is when people 40 n know their
place and get too proud Tor their busl
ness. Hagar was an assistant IN thai
ousehoid, but she wanted to rult
there. She ridiculed and Jeered until
her son. lshmael' got the same tricks
She dashed out her own happiness and
threw Sarah into a great fret; and II
she had stayed much longer IN that
household she would have upset calm
Abrahams equilibrium. My friends
ne-half of the trouble in the world To
day comes from the TACT that people
do not know their place, or, finding
their place, will not stay in it When
we come into the world there is always
place ready for us. place for Abra
ham. place for Sarah. place fol-
Hagar. A place for lshmaeL A place
fer you and place for me.
Our first duty is to ind our sphere
our second Is TO keep IT. We may b'
born in a sphere Tar OF from the one
for which tod nnallN intends SIX