Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1898-07-08
4 WORLD OF WORK.
STIRRING SERMON or A GREAT
DIVINE.

ss' 'sus - Glorious Rest"-This worlds
wealth Can tive M Permanent sat
i.iaciian-it - Only la Heaven That
>uTcease Prom sorrow Camss.
TINTs ARISE We. and depart; for this i
luf your rest. Micah ?. 10
This was the drum-heat Of n prothst
Nhu wanted To rouse his people from their
ptr,'~sed and sinful condition; hut ID NAV
u-t as properly be uttered now a. then.
F r,ll~ bv long exposure and much ringing
lose their rlrarness Of tone; but this rbu~.
Ing bell 81 the Gospel strikes Ia a. clear a
tone as when il first rang on the air.
~ far as | can see YOUR great want aud
mine i rest. From the time we cutter NE.
81 great many veXations and Hnnoyanrrs
. take after ~. We have oLr HOLIDAYS and
uuf seasons OF recreation and uusrt. but
Whpr, is the man IN this world who ha,
found entire rest, The fact is that God
did not make this world to rest in A shin
might As we'll 20 down Oh Cape Hatier;ls To-
/ lind smooth water as a man in this world
! To lind quiet From the way that God has
/ ~trewn the thorns. and hung the rloud-.
aud sharpcned the tusks: from the colds
HAT distress NJ. and the heats thai smite
Ia. and the plcuriSies that stab Us and the
! lryeiS that consume rs, | know that lie
7 did not make this world a. "a place tn loiter
IN. God does everything successfully: and
this world would bp very different IL II
were intended for us to lounge in. Ii does
. right well for few years. Indeed 1t il
magnificent! Nothing but infinite wisdom
and goodness could have mixed this bev-
GRACE of water, or hung up these brackets
j of stars, or trained these voices OF rill.
( and bird, and ocean 50 that God has hut
to lift His hand, and the whole world
! breaks forth into orchestra. But after all,
4 il is only the splendors Of Il kings high
/ way. over which We are To march on TO
eternal cOnquests.
/ You and ! have seen men vino tried To
/ rest here. They buildcd themselves great
stores. They gathered around them the
! patronage of merchant princes. The voice
( of their bid shook the money markets.
They had stock in the most successful rail-
roads and in fe-deposit vaults great rolls
/ Of Government securities. They had
/ emhlazoned carriages, high-mettled stecds
| footmen, plate that contOunied lords and
senators who sat M their table, tapestry on
/ which iioate,. the richest designs Of foreign
! looms, splendor Of canvas on the walls, eX-
/ quisiteness of music rising among pedestals
of bronze. and dropping. soft a. light. on
snow Of sculpturh. Here let them rest
! Put back the embroidered curtain, and
shake up the pillow of down. TuIn out
the lights. 1t is eleven o'clock at night
E Let slumher drop upon the eyelids. and the
air font through the haif-opened lattice,
drow,v with midsummer perfume. Stand
back. all care. anxiety and trouble! But
no, they will not stand back They rattle
the lattice. They look under the canopy.
With rough touch they startle his pulses.
They cry out at twelve O'Clock AT night.
awake man: how can Won sleep when
things are so uncertain9 What about those
stocks: Hank to the tap of that nre-bpll:
il is YOUR district, How II YOU shoaId die
soon? Awake. mani Think of it, VINO
will get your property when you are gone?
What will thew do with it? Wake M!
Riches sometimes take wings. How if vCu
-h0uld ret moor Wake up'" Rising on
one elbow, the man Of fortune looks out
into the darkness Of the room. and wipes
the dampness from his forehead and saws,
"Aas For all this scene Of wealth and
magnifcence-n rest,
/ passed down a street of a CITY with a
merchant He knew all the finest houses
on the street. He said. There is some.
thing the matter in al these houses. In
that one it is conjugal infelicity. II that
one, 4 dissipated son. In that Il disso.
mte father In that, an idiot child. In
that, the prospect of bankruptcy" This
world ; wealth can give no permanent sat
tsracton. This is not your rest
You and have seen men try in another
direction. A man says. "If | could only
rise to such and such place Of ren0wu: II
| could only gain that office; If / could
only get the stand and have my senti.
ments met with one good round of hand.
cIapping applause: If | could only write Il
book that would live, or make speech
that would thrill or do an action that
would resound' The tide turns in his
favor, His name is on ten thousand lips
lie - bowed to, sought alter and al.
vanced, Men drink his health AT great
dinners AT ms merry words the mnltitude>
hu2Za! From galleries OF beauty they
throw garlands. From housetops as he
passes in long procession, they shake ont
the national standards. Let him rest. II
Is eleven o'clock at night. On pillow,
stuffed with nations praise let him liz
down. Hush. all disturbant voices. II
his dream let there be hosted Il throne
and across it march a coronation. Hush
Hnshi
Wake up saws n rough voice. "Polti
cal sentiment is changing. How il yol
should lose this place of honor, Wake w
The morning papers are to be full OF de.
nun:ntion. Hearken to the rXecration
of those who once curpssed YOU. By to
morrow night there will be multitude.
sneering at the words which last night v0l
! expected would be universally admired
How can you sleep when everything de
ponds upon the next turn of the crea
tragedy? Up man! OFF of this pillow.
The man, with head vet hot from his las
Grafton. starts up suddenly, looks out upoi
the night, but sees nothing except til
flowers, which lie uron his stand or Tn,
scroll from which he read his snpprh o
the books from which he quoted his authori
ties. and goes ia his dpel. IN finish his pr,-
lected corrpsnondenrp or 70 non nm inIi,,