Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-02-10
nest on its cooling banks! We Eagle
River citizens must not desmond

nest on it's cooling banks We Eagle
River citizens must not despond.
Ours is happy land, on fertile soil,
in healthful cline. Here we are: here
we stay. There is but one Eagle Riv-
err like ours, not merely in Wisconsin,
but in all the world, so highly placed,
SO safely secure from storms and tenn
pests, so richly blessed by heaven.
Why do our ancient settlers who, for
one reason or another, have left Eagle
River for foreign parts or settlements,
SO eagerly long to return? Why?
Simply because they have learned to
hymn: "Home sweet home, there is
no place like home," and this touching
harmony fingers and vibrates in their
hearts, every fibre, echoes and re-ech-
oes, CLONE sweet home, there is no
place like holne," in Eagle River.
These truthful lines will reach and
ought to delight many an absent
friend once here present, now absent.
Yet, not few mourn and complain
and like the Jewish folk, regret the
Egyptian onions. Oh! the unseeing,
ungrateful blindness of men! You
miraculously crossed the Red Sea and
saw your blood-thirsty pursuers en-
quilted; you tasted the heavenly Mama
and drank Horeb's rocks purest wat
err; you beheld the loving hand OF
Providence wide stretched over you;
you heard the voice of Jehovah on ST.
nails mount, debating His Laws TO
Moses, among which Laws, midst
thunder and lightning, we hear and
see ''REMEMBER TO KEEP HOLY THE
SABBATH DAY"
You have reached the ''Promised
Land"; you stand on liberty's soil; you
long to return to the tear-working on
ions of Egypt, to bend again your
necks to the yoke of the Pharaohs, to
fashion the earth's clay into bricks for
the erection of the new towers of Ba-
bel, which we poor mortals call Pyra-
mids. Such is our tickle world!
We have reached Eagle Rivers no.
BILE land: we ought not regret the on
ions of our former homes; we ought not
forget God s innumerable blessings in
the past nor the eternal rewards re-
served for us. We ought to know bet
ter and keep the Lords Day holy in
our midst, what we did not. Like the
Israelites, we have, hitherto, danced,
and foolishly so, around the golden
calf. More shame upon us. Now,
friends dear, is not this the truth?
Surely, we should stop dancing. There
is time for everything: So there is!
So we are told in the Bible, in the Ec-
clesiastes. We shall notreproduce all.
See Chapter III. "There is time to
weep and time to laugh, time to
mourn and time to dance" (Ibidem)
Enough we have danced. Enougher
would we more than enough, and
Eenoughest would superlatively send us
back to our onions and pyramidical
| brick Pharaoh Slavery. This alone
shows what people are when they keep
not "The Lords Day.
There is time for buying and a
time for selling; time for speech and
a time for silence: a time for prayer
and time for work, and thai very
work for God and our families, is a
prayer. There is time for work and
a time for rest. God wishes us to pray
and rest on His, the Sabbath Day.
This is the point we strenuously advo-
cate for Eagle River, before proceed.
ing further in our City's History
This is the main point which we desire
to impress on every mind: The Lord
Day.
In the becoming celebration of the
Lords Day, among us, we should a..
agree. There must rise, from our
I'M tied, Christian hearts, one louo
| unanimous reclamation, "Dieu 4
ventp' God wishes it! We will be al
better off, when we have all humbly
submissively, bent. our knees, arle
adoringly sworn allegiance to God
our Creator, Father, Redeemer, Pro
wider, Judge, Punisher or Rewarder
for all eternity, according to the de
/ serts or merits of each.
ITO be continued.