Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-02-02

II it takes some practice before we can
help men TO moral eyesight and bring
them TO a vision OF the cross.
When Garipaldi was going out to bat
tie be told his troops what Ee wanted
them to do. and after be had described
what he wanted them to do they said:
well, general, what are you going to
give us for all this?" WELL" he replied.
II don't know what else you will get.
but you will get hunger, and cold. and
wounds, and death. How do you like
it?" His men stood before him for
little while In silence and then they
threw up their hands and cried: I'VE
are the men! We are the men!" The
l. Jrd Jesus Christ calls you to His serv-
ice. do not promise you an easy time
in this world. You may have persecu-
lions. and trials, and misrepresenta
tons, but afterward there comes an
eternal weight of glory, and you can
bear the wounds. and the bruises, and
the Misrepresentation, If you have the
reward afterwGrd. Have you not
enough enthusiasm to cry out: 1--WE are
the menl We are the menl"
learn also from this subject the dan
ger of worldly elevation. This Eglon
was what the world called great man.
There were hundreds of people who
would have considered 1t the greatest
honor OF their life just to have him
speak to them, yet. although he is so
high up in worldly position, he is not
beyond the reach of Ehud's dagger.
see great many people trying to climb
up in social position. having an idea
that there is safe place somewhere
far above, not knowing that the noun
tain of fame has top like Mont Blanc.
covered with perpetual snow.
We laugh at the children of Shinar
for trying to build tower that could
reach to the heavens. but think if our
eyesight were only good enough we
could see Babel in many a doorya
oh, the struggle is fierce! 1t In store
against store, house against house.
street against street, nation against ma
ton. The goal for which men are run
ming is chairs and chandeliers and mir
rors and houses and lands and presi-
Dental equipments. II they get what
they anticipate, what have they? Men
are not safe from calumny while they
live, and worse than that, they are not
safe after they are dead. for have seen
swine root up graveyards. One day a
man goes up into publicity, and the
world does him honor, and people climb
up into sycamore trees TO watch him as
he passes, and as be goes along on the
shoulders Of the people there is wav-
ing Of hats and q wild huzza. To-mor-
row the same man is caught between
the jaws of the printing press and
mangled and bruised, and the very
same persons who applauded him be-
fore cry: "Down with the traitori
down with himi"
Belshazzar sits at the feast, the
mighty men of Babylon sitting all
around him. Wit sparkles like the wine
and the wine like the wit. Music rolls
cp among the chandeliers; the chan
deliers flash down on the decanters.
The breath of hanging gardens floats
In on the night air. The voice of revelry
floats out. Amid wreaths and tapestry
and folded banners finger writes. The
march OF host is heard on the stairs.
Laughter catches in the throat. A
thousand hearts stop beating. The
blow is struck The blood on the floor
is richer hued than the wine on the
table. The kingdom has departed. Bel
shazzer was no worse perhaps than
hundreds of people IN Babylon, but
his position slew him, Oh, be content
with just such position as God has
placed you I'M 1t may not be said Of US:
ale was great general" or "He was
an honored chieftain" or "He was
mighty in worldly attachments" but
this thug may be said OF you and of
me: "Ile was good citizen. faithful
Christian, friend of Jesus" And that
in the last day will he The highest of all
eulogiums.
| learn further from this subject that
death comes to the summer house. Egg
Ion did not expect To die in that fine
place. Amid all the flower leaves that
drifted like summer snow into the win
dow, in the tinkle and dash of the foun-
tains, IN the sound of thousand leaves
iluting on one tree branch, in the cool
breeze that came mp TO shake feverish
trouble out of the kings locks-there
was nothing that spake of death, but
there he diedi In the winter, when the
snow is a shroud. and when the wind is
a dirge, il is easy to think of our NOR
tality, but when the weather is pleas
ant and all our surroundings are agree
able. how difficult il is for US to appre-
ciate the truth that we are MORTAL
And yet my text teaches that death does
sometimes come to the summer house.
He is blind and cannot see the leaves.
lie is deaf and cannot h,ng the foun-
tains. Oh. II death would ask us for
victims we could point him to hundreds
OF people who would rejoice TO have him
come. Push back the door of that howell.
Look n, that little child--cold, and sick,
and hungry. II has never heard the
name of God but in tiasphemy. Pa
rents intoxicated. staggering around
It's straw bed Oh death. there Is a
mark for thee! Up with il into the
light! Before hose little feet stumble
on life'S pnt hwaV rive them rest