Sistersville oil review. [volume] (Sistersville, W. Va.) 1896-1901, 1898-03-02
ONE DAY IS AS A THOUSAND
YEARS.

if each drop was pearl OF great price
to lose which would be an offenst
against that Son for whose coming ht
waited in confidence.
Entering the chamber Of the Sacred
Virgin, be found Miss Stella lying up
On the ground, craZed from pain and
fever.
He placed the pitcher upon stool
Lenderly took into his arms the pre-
.ious charge delivered to his keeping
by that deity he served so soulfully
and laid her upon the bed. Taking
Goth of her fevered, restless hands il
his own he murmIred:
lie restOreth my soul; He lead
eth ne into t. paths of Righteousness!
for His names sake. Yea, though
walk through the valley of the shadow
IF death | Will fear no evil, for Thor
art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they
with me; Thy rod ardThy staff they
comfort me. Surely goodness and mer
" shall follow ME all the days OF my
life; ard | will dwell in the house
he Lord forever. For in the time o!
,Youble lie shall hide ME in His pa
yilion: in the secret Of His tabernacle
shall lie hide NE; He shall set me upoI
rock. Let not your heart be trou
,led;yc believe in God, believe also If
ne"
There was soothing in his voice, his
words, his touch; or perhaps it was
only IL the fact OF human presence
lad she was Gained. She began tt
ak upon subjects familiar to her
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lines TO Bell Morton; most Of all, u
he adjutant.
After a time the Prophet released hel
hands and repaired to the altar before
which he SO frequently prayed, ant
again communed IN his simple, reliant
way with that Father whose will rule&
his soul; whose benifcence and love hl
gratefully and devoutly acknowledged
whose favor and protection for the
Virgin he besought in fervent words.
Surely the prayer was heard by the
Supreme Protector! When the suppl
cant arose the water caught his sigh
and he remembered the purpose fol
which it was desired. He took tbs
pitcher and poured the fresh, pure
cooling contents upon the bound liml
# the delirious sufferer until the band
ages were thoroughly saturated; anC
from that hour he kept them so, day
and night, t0iingly caring for her with
4 patient tenderness born Of that love
which is deeper and greater than the
love Of youth and maiden, because ii
was a love of sacred duty and a reve"
entail Difference to the will of Him in
whcrl was ..Xed the faith of the loving
servant.
That service was the purest religion.
It was the willing, joyful obedience OF
he trustful disciple who regarded the
sufferer as the One Chosen, the one
;aken out from among all His crea
ures, to give to the sons of earth that
ton whose first coming had opened 70
I'll the gates of eternal life and whosa
.-rond coming was TO pur1ry the earta
rec the world from sin and emanci'
etc men f"Cm temNtatiOn.
.-or fn-SOoL ~.
presence Of his charge, save in hel
service; to bring fresh water, to gel
her a drink; to minister to her; or to
kneel at the altar whereon stood the
ever-burning lamp, and appeal to the
Fatner In ner DenalI.
Day after day, night after night, her
fever and her delirium continued and
neither the patient nor the nurse knew
aught of the flight of time or the null
tiplication Of days.
One afternoon she awoke from q
sleep and saw the Prophet kneellne
at the altar. Remembering that he
had gone after water and how fright
ened she had been by his long absence,
she thought that she had fallen asleep
and that he had returned while she
slept. She asked:
Did you get the water?"
The Prophet arose and approached
her, and she, wondering why her voice
sounded so strange, continued
please let me have the water?
must battle my limb"
She made an effort to sit up but
could not rise.
What is the matter with me? I am
so weak! l feel terribly tired, yet ]
have been asleep and ought to feel
rested! How strange my voice
sounds"
81 am the voice of one crying in the
wilderness, saying, Prepare We the
way of the Lord; make His path
straight"
please help me to sit up?"
He gently assisted her and she add
ed:
Thank you! Won't you please take
| the pitcher and pour water on those
| pandages till tell you to sop? l must
keep them wet or this hurt may be-
| come serious. But it does not pain me
now; before I went to sleep the pain
was fearful"
She examined the injured limb and
was utterly bewildered. The infiamml-
ton was gone aud there was not even
trace Of soreness.
She sat in silence, her mind fixed
upon her wonderful recovery.
Motionless and silent, with the Vats-
pitcher extended toward her, stood tn
| faithful Prophet, unnoticed, for sh'
was endeavorins to collect the frag-
mentary recollections Of many days O.
anguish, many nights Of Aorrors. man!
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