The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1898-09-15

Inc and tarlands anaranthlns an,
fountains rainbowed and dominiorl
enthr0ned ana coroneted. for canno
forget that lullaby in the closIn;
words Of my text "David. after b
had served his own generation by tn,
will CT God. fell on sleep." What ,
lovely sleep II was! Cnfi.lal Absolou
did not trouble 1t. Ambitious Ajoni
jah did not worry It. Prosecuting Sau
did not harrow It. Exile did not fl
II with nightmare. Since redheadet
boy. amid his fathers flocks at night
he had not had such good sleep. Al
70 years Of age he laid down to It. lie
had had many troubled sleep, - In
the caverns Of Adullam or in the pal
ace at the time his enemies we're AZ
tempting his capture, but tbis was "a
peaceful sleep, calm sleep. restfh
sleep, a glorious sleep. after he pd
served his generation. BY the WHY OF
God, he fell on Sleep"
Oh. what good thing Is sleep sfter
a hard days worI. 1t takes all the
hching out of the head and all thc
Eeariness out Of the limbs and all the
tmarting out Of the eyes. From 1t we
Use In the morning. and 1t is new
| World, and II we, like David. serve our
5neration we will at Iife's close have
iSst desirable and refreshing sleep. In
litwi!l vanish our last fatigue Of body.
olt last worriment Of mind, our last
sorrow of soul, To the Christians
bod that was hot with raging fevers,
so dat the attendants must by sheer
forc& keep on the blankets, It will be
the 3ol sleep. TO those who are thin
blood(d and shivering with agues 1t
will " the warm sleep. To those
who, Aecause Of physical disorders,
were Verified with night visions, II
VA bGItreamless sleep. To nurses and
doctors and mothers who were wa
kened alnost every hour Of the night
by thosG to whom they ministered or
over whm they watched it will be
the undit diturbed sleep. To those who
could not go to bed till late at night
and must rise early In the morning
and befof getting rested, II will be
the long seep.
Away with all your gloomy talk
about departing from this world! II
we have seivod our generation, 1t win
not be putting out into the breakers.
1t will not be the fight with the king
Of terrors.
! Why will you keep us all 50 nervous
talking abor that which Is dormi-
tory and apillowtd slumber, cano-
pied by angels wings? Sloep! Trans
porting sleep! And what glorious
awakening! itu and / have sometimes
been thoroughly bcwildered after a
long and fatigting journey. We have
stopped at a friends house for the
night and after bours Of complete
unconsciousnes, we have opened
our eyes, the high risen sur
full in our faces, and before VT
could fully collect our faculties have
sad where am I? Whose house is
this and whose are these gardens p
And then it has flashed upon us In
glad reality.
| And | should not wonder II, after we
have served one generation and. by
the will of God, have fallen on sleep
the deep sleep, the restful sleep. ws
should awaken In tIissful bowiltf-t'
ment and for little while say
Where am |? What palace is this
Why, this looks like heaven. 1t is. Il
is. Why, there Is Il building grande
than all the castles OF earth heayeG
into a mountain Of splendor-that mus
be the palace of Jesus. And looa
there at those walks lined with foliag,
more beautiful than anything | cvel
saw before and see those who arr
walking down those aIsles OF verdure
From what / have heard of then
those two must be Moses and Joshua
him of Mount Sinai and him of til,
halting sun over Gideon. And thos,
two walking arm in arm must b,
John and Paul, the one SO gentle an,
! the other so mighty.
| But | must not look any longer a
those gardens OF beauty, but examin
this building in which have JUS
awakened. look out of the windoy
this way and that and up and dowI
and l find 1t is a mansion of immcns
size in which l am stopping. All il
windows of agate and its colonnade
of porphyry and slabaster. Why,
wonder If this Is not the house @
many mansions OF which l used I
read? II Is. II II. There must b
many of my kindred and friends /
this very mansion. Hark! Whose ar
those voices? Whose are thos
bounding feet? l open the door an
see, and, 10, they are coming throug
all the corridors and up and down n
the stairs, our long absent kindre,
why, there is father, there is mOthe
there are the children! AL we
again, all young again, and as we ell
brace each other with the cry: "Neve
more to part! Never more to part
the arches, the alcoves> the hallway
lecho and re-echo the words: 'Nevt
more to part! Never more to part
Then our glorihed friends say Con