Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1898-11-11


in proportion to your great achieve
ments. The best ana the mightest
being the world ever saw had set after
him all the hounds, terrestrial and dia-
bolic, and they Tapped his blood after
the Calyarean massacre. The world
paid nothing to its Redeemer but a
bramble, four spikes and cross.
Many who have done their best to
make the world better have had such
rough time of it that all their pleas
ure is mn anticipation of the next
world, and they could express their
own feelings in the words of the bar
oness of Nairn at the close OF her long
life, when asked if she would like to
live her life over again:
Would you be young againf
So would not j;
One tear of memory given,
Onward III HE;
LIES dark wave forded DER
All but at rest on shore,
Say, would you plunge once more. i
With home so nigh'
II you might, would you now
Retrace your way?
Wander through stormy wilds,
Faint and astray?
Nights gloomy watches He'd,
Morning all beaming red,
Hopes smile around us shed,
Heavenward, away.
Yes, for some people in this world
there seems no let-up. They are pur-
sued from youth to manhood, and
from manhood into old age. Very dis
tingushed are Lord Staffords hounds,
the earl of Yarborough's hounds, and
the duke of Rutland's hounds, and
Queen Victoria pays $500 per year 20
her master of buckhounds. But all of
them put together do not equal in
number or speed, or power to hunt
down, the great kennel Of hounds OF
which Sin and Trouble are owner and
master.
But what is a relief of all this pur-
suit of trouble, and annoyance, and
pain, and bereavement? My text
gives it to you in n word of three let
tiers, but each letter is a chariot il
you would triumph, or throne j.
you want to be crowned, or n lake il
you would Stake your thirst--yes, a
chain of three lakes-G-0-D, the one
for whom David longcd, and the one
whom David found. You might as
well meet a stag which, after its sixth
mile of running at the topmost speed
through thicket and gorge, and with
the breath of the dogs on its heels,
has come in full sight of Scroon Lake,
and try to cool its projecting and bis.
tered tongue with a drop of dew from
blade of grass, as to attempt 10
satisfy an immortal soul, when flying
from trouble and sin, with anything
less deep, and high, and broad, and
immense, and infinite, and eternal
than God. His comfort, why it en-
bosoms all distress. His arm, it
wrenches Off all bondage. His hand,
it wipes away all tears. His Christly
atonement, it makes us all right with
the past, and all right with the fu-
ture; all right with God, all right with
man, and all right forever. Lamartine
tells us that King Nimrod said to his
three sons, Here are three vases, and
one is of clay, another of amber, and
another of gold. Choose now which
+ you will have" The eldest son, having
first choice, chose the vase of gold, on
which was written the word "empire,"
and when opened it was found to con-
tain human blood. The second son,
vase of amber, inscribed with the
word glory" and when opened It
contained the ashes of those who were
once called great. The third son took
the vase of clay, and, opening it found
il empty, but on the bottom of 1t was
inscribed the name of God. King
Nimrod asked his courtiers which
vase they thought weighed the most.
; The avaricious men of his court said
the vase of gold. The poets said the
one of amber. But the wsest men
said the empty vase, because one let
ter of the name of God outweighed a
universe.
For Him | thirst; for His grace
beg; on His promise / build my all
Without Him ] can not be happy.
have tried the world, and it does wei
enough as far as it goes, but it is toe
uncertain n world, too evanesccnt Q
world. | am not n prejudiced wit
ness. / have nothing against this
world. ! have been one of the mos
fortunate, or, to use more Christian
word, one of the most blessed of mer
blessed in my parents, blessed il
the place of my nativity, blessed II
my field of work, blessed in my nat
ural temperament, blessed in my fam
lily, blessed In my opportunities
blessed in a comfortable livelihood
blessed in the hope that my soul will
go to Heaven through the pardoninl
mercy of God, and my body, unless i
he lost at sea or crematcd in some con
fagration, will lie down in the gardens
of Greenwood among my kindred ant
friends, some already gone and Others
to come after me. Life to many hal
been disappointment, but to me i
has been pleasant surprise, and ye
/ declare that if / did not feel tina
God was now my friend and ever-pres
ent help, I should be watched and ter
ror-stricken. But | want more of Him
have thought over this text ant
preached this sermon to myself unit
with all the aroused energies of m.
body, mind and soul, | can cry out
"As the hart panteth after the waite
, brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee
o, God"
Why Archie Got Mad.
"Then nothing that can say, Arch
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