The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1898-07-16

| tnat your cnlldreu snOuld ever nuvo
TO wiring their hands and have people
point their finger at them as they pasa
down the street and say. "there goes
a drunkard's child!" God forbid that
tho little feet should ever have to
trudgc the path of poverty and wretch
ednessi God forbid that any evil spirit
born of the wine cup or the brandy
glass should come forth and uproot
that garden. and with a lasting, blister
ing, all consuming curse shut forever
the palace gate against Vashti and the
children.
One nigh. during our civil war
went to Iagerstown to look at the
army and | stood on n hilltop and
looked down upon them. l saw the
camptircs all through the valleys and
over the hills. 1t was a weird spec.
tacle, those campfires, and stood and
watched them, and the soldiers who
were gathered around them were no
doubt talking of their homes and Of
the long march they had taken and OF
the battles they were to fight, but
after awhile saw these campfres be.
gin to lower, and they continued to
and the army slept. 1t was imposing
when l saw the campfires. 1t was
imposing in the darkness when !
thought of that great host asleep. Well,
God looks down from Heaven and He
sees the frcsidcs of Christendom and
the loved ones gathered around these
frcsides. These are the camp fires
where we warm ourselves at the close
of day and talk over the battles of life
we have fought and the battles that
are yet to come. God grant that when
at last these fires begin to go out and
continue to lower until finally they
are cxtinguished and the ashes of con-
sumed hopes strcw the hearth of the
old homestead it may be because we
have
Conc 10 sleep that sleep
From which none ever wake to weep
Now we are an army on the march of
life. Then we shall be an army
bivouacllcd in tbctent of the grave.
Once more, N want you to look at
Vashti, the silent. You do not hear
any cutlery from this woman as she
goes forth from the palace gate. From
the very dignity of her nature you
know there will be no vociferation.
Sometimes in life it is necessary to
make a resist; but there are crisis
when the most triumphant thing to
do is to keep silence. The philoso-
pher, confident in his newly discover
ed principle, waiting for the coming
of more intelligent generations, will
ing that men should laugh at the
lightning rod and cotton gin and
steamboat and telegraph, waiting for
long years through the soothing of
philosophical schools in grand and
magnificent silence.
Calico, condemned by mathemati-
clans and monks and cardinals, carica-
tured everywhere, vet waiting and
watching with his telescope to see the
coming up of stellar re-enforcements,
when the stars in their courses would
fight for the Copernican system, then
sitting down in complete blindness
and deafness to wait for the coming
on Of the generations who would
build his monument and bow ut his
grave. The reformer, cxecrated by
his contemporaries, fastened in pill
Tory. the slow fires of public contempt
burning under him, ground under
the cylinders of the printing press,
yet calmly waiting for the day when
purity of soul and heroism of char
acter will get the sanction of earth
and the plaudits of Heaven. Affection
enduring without any complaint the
sharpness of the pang, and the vio-
lence of the storm, and the heft of the
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waiting until divine hand shall be
put forth to soothe the pang. and hush
the storm, and release the captive. A
wife abused, prosecuted and perpet-
ual exile from every earthly comfort,
waiting, waiting until the Lord shall
gather up his dear children in Ieav-
emily home, and no poor Vashti will be
thrust out from the palace gate. Jesus
in silence and answering not word,
drinking the gall, bearing the cross, in
prospect of the rapturous consumma-
ton when
Angels thronged his chariot wheel
And bore him to his throne.
Then swept their golden harps and sung.
The glorious work Is done!"
Oh. woman, does not this story o.
NdSHtl IHc queen, NiSntl the Velleu,
Vashti the sacrifice, Vashti the silent,
move your soul? My sermon converges
into the one absorbing hope that none
of you may be shut out of the palaces
gate of Heaven. You can endure the
hardships, and the privations, and
the cruelties, and the misfortunes
of this life If you can only gain adj
mission there. Through the blood OF
the everlasting covenant you go
through those gates or never go
through at all God forbid that you
should at last be banished from the
society of angels, and banished from
the companionship of your glori.
fed kindred, and banished fore yer.
Through the rich grace of our Lord
Jesus Christ may you be enabled to
initiate the example of Rachel and
Hannah and Abigail and ID borah and
Mary and Esther and Vashti.
CoURTHoUsEs were built with little
regard for the needs of the counties.
Out in Western Kansas is courthouse