Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1899-01-05

tus when in full bloom.
Along the avenues. lined with sphinx
and fame and obclisk there were
princes who came in gorgeously uphol-
stored palanquins, carried by Servants
In scarlet or elsewhere drawn 10y We
hicles. the snow white horses, golden
bitted and six abreast, dashing at fun
run. On the floors of mosaic the g!o-
rics OF Pharaoh were spelled out in let
ters of porPhyry and beryl and flame.
There were ornaments twisted from
The wood of tamarisk. embossed with
silver breaking into foam. There were
footstools made out of a single precious
stone There were beds fashioned out
Of crouchcd lion in bronze. There
we're chairs spotted with the sleek hides
If leoparis. There were sofas footed
with the claws of Wild beasts and
armed with the bcaks Of birds. As you
stand on the level beach of the sea on
summer day aud look either way,
and there are miles of breakers, 'rh te
with the ocean foam, dashing shore
ward. so il seemed as if the sea of the
worlds pomp AMI wealth in tie Egyp-
IAN capital for miles and miles flung
Itself up into white breakers Of marble
temple. mausolsum and obelisk.
Ii was 10 this capital and the palace
cf Pharaoh that Jacob. the plain shcp-
herd. came 10 meet his son Joseph. who
lad become prime minister, in the roy
n apartment Pharaoh and Jacob met.
dignity and rus,iciiy, the gracefulness
Of the court and the plain manners of
The field. The king. wanting to make
he cid countryman at ease and sec
ing low white his beard is and how
feeble his step, looks Familiarity into
his face and says TO the aged an:
"lIow old art thou?"
Last night the gate ofeterniiy opened
to let in, amid the great throng of de
Parted centuries, the soul of the dying
year. Under the twelfth stroke Of the
LraZen hammer of the city clock the
patriarch fell dead. and the s's-s of ,ih>
right wJre the funeral - II j.
nest fortunate that on :..s a ! Of life
there are SO many mile ga, 3, on which
we can read just how 'as' are going
ioW1Fu tHt Juuiht. 't.- i''a Ahd' "
Is not an inapproEria T- s;ion that J
ask to-day when Tlook iug'. ,our faces
and saw, as Pharaoh did L. Jacob. ,.c
patriarch: "IIow old art I, gur'
People who are truthfu every
other subject lie about e.r ,es. -
that I do not solicit from sru y L..
eral response 10 the qu or ,.a.s
asked. Iwould put no on, under tenn?
tation; but simpl, want this morning
L" see by what rod it is We are mcasur-
ing our earthly existence There is a
right way and a wrong way of measur-
ing our earthly existence. There is =
right way and a wrong way of measur-
ing O door, or a wall, or an arch, or a
tower. and so there is right way and 4
wrong way of measuring our earthly
existence. II is with reference to th:s
higher meaning that | con front YOU this
morning with the stupendous question
q the text, and ask: "IIow cd AIT
! thou?"
There are many who estimate their
life by mere worldly gratiiica ton.
When Lord Dundas was wished L. Ipy
lew year, he said: 1T will have 10 lie a
happier year than the past, for | hadn';
one happy moment in all the IL months
that have gone" but that has not been
he experience Of most f us. We have
found that though the world Is bias ted
with sin ii is very bright and beaIti-
FIJI place to reside in. We have had
| JOYS innumerable. There is no hostility
between the Gospel and the merriments
and the festivities of life. do not thinl.
that we fully enough appreciate the
rcrldly pleasures God gives us. NheL
you recount your enjoyments, you do
not go far enough back Why do you
rot go back to the time wien you were
an infant in your mother's arms, look
| ing up into the Heaven of her smile; to
those days when You filled the house
| with the uproar OF boisicrous mcrri-
raent; when you shouted as you pitched
the bali on the playground; when, OF
the cold. sharp winter night, mufiled
| Up, on skates YOU shot over the rcsound-
ing ice of the pond? Have you forgot
ten all those good days that the Lord
gave you? We're you never boy Were
you never a girl? Between those times
and this how many mercies the Lsrd has
bestowed upon you. How mary joys
have breathed up TO you from the flow
crs and shone down 10 you from the
stars. and chanted TO you with the voice
Cf soaring bird and tumb,ing cascade
and booming sea and thunders that
with bayonets of fire charged down the
mountain side! Joyl JOY. joy! Il
there is anyone who has right TO the
cnjoyments of the world il is the Chris
tian, for God has given him lease OF
everything in the promise: "All are
yours" But / rave TO tell you that 4
man who estimates his life on earth by
nere worldly gratlficatio lisa most un-
wise man. Our life Is not TO be game
Of chess. II is not Gance in lighted
hall, TO quick music. II is not the frotii
of an ale pitcher. II is not the settings
Of a wine cup. IL is not n banquee, will
intoxication and roistering. 1t is the
first step on a ladderthat mounts into
.he skies, or the first step On n road
that plunges into a horrible abyss
"lIow old art thou?" iowa I'd what
destiny are you tending, and how fas'
nre you getting on toward it?
Again, remark that there are man;
who estimate their life on earth 5y theil
sorrows and misfortunes. Through {
great many of your lives the plowshars
hath gone very deep, turning up ter
rible furrow. You have been betrayed
end misrepresented and set upon ant
, slapped of impertinence and pounded
of misfortune. The brightest life mus
Lave its shadows ahd the smoothes
psth its thorns. On the happiest brooi
the hawk pounees. No escape froil