The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1898-09-07

and death and hell. Will you? Do you?
You have. Something makes me think
you have. New light has come into
your countenance Welcome, welcome!
Hail, hail! Saved yourselves, how are
you to save others: By testimony. Tell
it to your family. Tell it to your busi-
ness associates. Tell it everywhere.
We will successfully preach no more
religion and will successfully talk no
more religion than we ourselves have.
The most Of that which you do to bene-
fit the souls of this generation you will
effect through your own behavior. Go
wrong, and that will induce others to
20 wrong. Go right, and that will in-
duce others to 60 fright When the great
Centennial exhibition was being hold
in Philadelphia, the question came up
among the directors as to whether they
should keep the exposition open on Sun
days, when director, who was man
of the, world from Nevada, arose and
said, his voice trembling with emotion
and tears running down his checks: Il
feel like returned prodigal. Twenty
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where We had no Sabbath, but today
old memories come back to me, and l
remember what my glorifcd mother
taught me about keeping Sunday, and
seem to hear her voice again and feel
as did when every evening knelt by
her side in prayer. Gentlemen, vote
for the observance of the Christian Sab
bath," and he carried everything by
storm, and when the question was put,
"Shall we open the exhibition on the
Sabbath?" it was almost unanimous,
"No, no." What one man can do if he
does right, boldly right, emphatically
right!
Glorious Sleep.
I confess to you that my one wish is
to serve this generation, not to antag-
onize it, not to damage it, not to rule
it, but to serve it. l would like to do
something toward helping unstrap its
load to stop its tears, to balsam its
wounds and to induce it to put foot on
the upward road that has at its termi-
nus acclamation rapturous, and gates
pearline, and garlands amaranthine,
and fountains rainbowed, and domin-
ions enthroned and coroneted, for can
not forget that lullaby in the closing
words of my text, David, after he had
served his own generation by the will
of God, fell on Sleep" What lovely
sleep it was! Unflial Absalom did not
trouble it. Ambitious Adonijah did not
worry it. Prosecuting Saul did not har-
row it. Exile did not fill it with night
mare. Since a redheaded boy amid his
fathers flocks at night he had not had
such a good sleep. At 70 years of age
he laid down to it. He had had many a
troubled sleep, as in the caverns Of
Adullam or in the palace at the time
his enemies were attempting his cap
ture. But this was peaceful sleep, a
calm sleep, a restful sleep, a glorious
sleep. "1after he had served his genera
tlon by the will of God he fell on
sleep"
Oh, what q good thing is sleep after
hard days work! 1t takes all the
aching out Of the head, and all the
weariness out Of the limbs and all the
smarting out OF the eyes. From it we
rise in the morning and it is new
world, and if we, like David, serve our
generation We will at life;s close have
most desira BILE and refreshing sleep. In
it will vanish our last fatigue of body,
our last worriment of mind, our last
sorrow of soul. To the Christians body
that was hot with raging fevers SO that
the attendants must by sheer force keep
on the blankets, it will be the cool
! sleep. To those who are thin blooded
and shivering with agues it will be the
warm sleep. To those who because OF
physical disorders were terrified with
night visions it will be the drcamless
sleep. To nurses and doctors and moth
ers who were wakened almost every
hour Of the night by those to whom
they ministercd or over whom they
watched it will be the undisturbed
sleep. To those who could not get to
bed till late at night and must rise
early in tie morning and before getting
rested it will be the long sleep.
Away With Gloom.
Away with all your gloomy talk
about departing from this world If we
have served our generation, it will net
be putting out into the breakers; 1t will
not be the fight with the king Of ter
! rors; it will be going to sleep. y
friend, writing me from Illinois, says
that Rev DR.. Wingate, president of
Wake Forest college, North Carolina,
after a most useful life, found bis last
! day on earth his happiest day, and that
| in his last moments he seemed to be
personally talking with Christ, as friend
with friend, saying: "Oh, how delight
ful it is! | knew you would bc with ne
when the time came, and | knew 1t
would be sweet, but I did not know it
would he as sweet as it is. " The fact
was he had served his generation in the
gospel ministry, and by the will CT God
he fell asleep. When il Africa Maj
wara, the servant, locked into the tent
of David Livingstone and found him on
his knees, he stepped back, not wishing
to disturb him in prayer, and some time
after went i'm and found him i'll the
same posture and stepped back again,
but after awhile went in and touched
him, and, 10, the great traveller had
finished his last journey, and he had
died in the grandest and mightiest pcs
ture man ever takes-on his knees.
He had served his generation by un-
rolling the scroll Of continent, and by
! the will CT God fell Cn sleep. In the
museum of Greenwich, England, there
is fragment of book that was found
! in the arctic regions amid the relics OF
! Sir John Franklin, who had perished
amid the snow and ice, and the leaf Of
that piece of !. book was turned down
at the words, when thou passcst
through tie waters, 1 will be with
thee" Having served his generation i'll
the cause Of science and discovery, by
the will of God be fell on sleep.
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