Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1899-09-11


have family prayers, you laughed about
ali that and you got me away into
wo.ldliness, and now I'm going to die,
and my fate is sealed, and you are the
cause of my ruinl' o woman, what
knowest thou but thou canst destroy
thy husbands
Are there not some of you who have
kindly influences at homer Are there
not some who have wandered far away
from God who can remember the Chris
tian influences in their early homes Dc
not despise those influences, my broth
er. If you die without Christ, what
will you do with your mother prayers,
with your wife's opportunities, with
your sisters entreaties2 What will you
do with the letters they used to write
to you, with the memory of those days
when they attended you so kindly in
times of sickness2 Oh, if there be just
one strand holding you from floating
off from that dark sea, [ would just
like to take hold of that strand now
and pull you to the beach, For the sake
of your wife's God, for the sake of your
mothers God, for the sake of your
daughters God, for the sake of your
sister God come this day and be saved.
Crowned In Heaven.
Lastly, I wish to say that one of the
specific rights of woman is, through the
grace of Christ, finally to reach heaven.
Oh what a multitude of women in
heavenl Mary, Christ's mother, in
heaven; Elizabeth Fry in heaven, Char
lotte Elizabeth in heaven, the mother
90 %1,a
of Huntington, who sold her splendid
jewels to build chapels, in heaven,
while a great many others who have
never been heard of on earth or known
but little have gone into the rest and
peace of heaven. What a restl What
change it was from the small room,
with no fire and one window (the glass
broken out), and the aching side, and
wornout eyes, to the "house of many
mansions" No more stitching until 10
O'Clock at night, no more thrusting Of
the thumb by the employer through the
work to show it was not done quite
right Plenty of bread at lastl Heaven
for aching headsl Heaven for broken
hearts Heaven for anguish bitten
framesl No more sitting until midnight
more rough blows across the templel
No more sharp, keen, bitter cursesl
Some of you will have no rest in this
world. It will be toll and struggle and
suffering all the way up You will have
to stand at your door, fighting back the
wolf with your own hand, red with
carnage. But God has crown for you.
I want you to realize this morning that
he is now making it, and whenever
you weep tear he sets another gem in
that crown, whenever you have pang
of body or soul he puts another gem in
that crown, until after awhile in all
the tiara there will be no room for an
other splendor, and God will say to his
angel, ''The crown is done; let her up,
that she may wear It. And as the
Lord of righteousness puts the crown
upon your brow, angel will cry to an
gel, "Who is she2" and Christ will say:
II will tell you who she is. She is the
one that came up out of great tribula-
ton and had her robe washed and made
white in the blood of the Lamb. And
then God will spread banquet, and he
will invite all the principalities of
heaven to sit at the feast, and the Ia
bles Will blush with the best clusters
from the vineyards of God and crimson
with the 10 manner of fruits from the
Tree of Life, and waters from the
fountains of the rock will flash from the
golden tankards, and the old harpers of
heaven will sit there, making music
with their harps, and Christ will point
you out, amid the celebrities of heaven,
saying, "She suffered with me on earth;
now we are going to be glorified to-
gether.'' And the banqueters, no longer
able to hold THEN peace, will break
forth with congratulation, "Haill
hall" And there will be handwritings
on the wall-not such as struck the
Babylonian noblemen with horror, but
fire tipped fingers, writing in blazing
capitals of light and love, ''God hath
wiped away all tears from all facesl''