The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-09-05

me mink you have. New light has come
into your countenances. Welcomei vel
come! Hair! HALL Saved yourselves,
how are you TO save others BY testi-
mony. Tel it 10 your family. Tell it
TO your business associates. Tell il every
where. We will successfully preach
no more religion, and viii successfully
talk no more religion than We ourselves
have The most of that which you do to
benefit the souls of this generation you
! viii effect through your own behavior.
Go wrong and that will n1duce Others to
go wrong. Go right, and that Will induce
others 10 go right. When the great Cen
tennial exhibition was being held in Phil
adelphIa the question came up among the
directors az 10 whether they should keep
the exposition open on Sundays. when a
director, who was a man of the word
from Nevada. arose and said, his voice
trembling with emotion, and tears run
ming down his cheeks: II feel like a re-
turned prodigal Twenty years ago I
west West and into a region where we
had no Sabbath, but to-day old memories
come back to me, and / remember what
my glorifed mother taught me about
keeping Sunday, and L seem to hear her
voice again and feel as I did when every
evening L knelt by her side in prayer
Gentlemen, l vote for the observance Of
the Christian Sabbath" and he carried
everything by storm, and when the ques-
ton on the SABBATH" it was almost
unanimous, No" No" What one man
can do if he does right, boldly right, en-
phaucaliy right!
1 confess to you that my one wish is to
serve this genera ton, not to antagonize it,
not to damage ii, not to rule it, but to
serve it. ! would like to do something
toward helping unstrap its load, to stop
its tears, to balsm it's wounds and to in
duce it to put foot on the upward road
that has at its terminus reclamation
rapturous, and gates pearline, and gar
lands amaranIhine, and fountains rain
bowed, and dominions enthroned and cor
oneted, for l cannot forget that lullaby in
the closing words of my text: David af-
ter he had served his own generation by
the will of God fell on sleep" What
lovely sleep it was. Unfilial Absalom
did not trouble it. Ambitious Adonijah
did not worry il. Prosecuting Saul did
not harrow it. Exile did not fill it,
with nightmare Since a red-headed boy,
amid his fathers fiocks at night, he had
not had such good sleep. At seventy
years of age he laid down to it. He
had had many troubled sleep, as in the
caverns of Adullam, or in the palace at
the time his enemies were attempting his
capture. But this was a peaceful sleep,
a calm sleep, a restful sleep, a glorious
sleep after he had served his genera
ton by the will of God, ne fell on sleep"
Oh, what a good thing is sleep after a
hard days work. 1t takes all the aching
out of the head, and all the WEAKNESS out
of the limbs, and all the smarting out of
the eyes. From it we rise in the morning
and it is a new world. And if we, like
David, serve our generation, we win at
life's close, have most desirable and re-
freshing 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
bG- the warm sleep. To those who be-
cause of physical disorders, were terrified
with night visions, it will be the dream
less sleep. To nurses and doctors and
mothers who were Weakened almost every
hour of the night by those TO whom they
ministered, or over whom they watched,
il will be the undisturbed sleep. To those
who could not get to bed till late at night,
and must rise early in the morning and
before getting rested, it will be the long
sleep.
Away with all your gloomy talk about
departing from this world If we have
served our generation 1t will not be put
ting out into the breakers; it will not be
the fight with the King Of Terrors; it will
be going 10 sleep. A friend, writing me
from Illinois, says that Rev. DR. Win
gate, president of Wake Forest College,
North Carolina, after a most useful life,
found his 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 delightful it is! 1 knew you
would be with me when the time came,
and I knew 1t would be sweet, but did
not know it would be as sweet as it Isl
The fact was, he had served his genera
In, he af,,f-
will of God he fell asleep. When in At
RIGA, Majwara, the servant, looked 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 in and found him
in the same posture, and stepped back
again; but, after awhile, went in and
touched him, and, lol the great traveller
had finished his last journey, and he had
died in the graudest and mightiest pos
ture man ever takes-on his knees. He
had served his generation by unroling
the scroll of a continent, and by the will
of God fell on sleep. In the museum of
Greenwich, England, there is a fragment
of a book that was found in the Arctic
regions, amid the relics of Sir John Frank
lin, who had persisted amid the snow and
ice, and the leaf of that piece of a book
was turned down at the words, when
thou passest through the waters l will be
ton in the cause of science and discovery,
by the will of God he fell on sleep.
Why will you keen us all so nervous
talking about that which is only a dormi-
tory and a pilolwed slumber, canopied by
angels wings? Sleep Transporting
sleep And what a glorious awakening!
You and I have sometimes been thor
oughiy bewildered after q long and ia
tiguing journey; we have stopped at a
friends house for the night and after
hours of complete Inconsistencies we
have opened our eyes the high-risen sun
full in our faces, and before we could
fully collect our faculties, have said:
Where am I whose house is this, and
whose are these gardens?" And, then, 1t
has flashed upon us In glad reality.
And / should not wonder IT, after we
have served our generation, and by the
will of God have fallen on sleep, the
deep sleep. the restful sleep, we should
awaken in bhssful bewilderment, and, for
a little while say: Where am 1? What