The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1899-01-06
SUBSCRIPTION: Sl.OO Per Year.

| sickroom and said: Give Dayboles
chair" Godfrey Kneller spent his last
! hours on earth in drawing diagram OF
| bis own monument.
Compare the silly and horrible depar-
! ture of such men with the seraphic
glow on the face of Edward Payson, as
he said in his last moment: The
breeZes of Heaven fan me. / float ia
& sea of glory" Or with Paul, the
apostle, who said i'll his last hour: Il
am now ready to be offered up, and the
time of my departure is at hand.
have fought the good fight, have kept
the faith. IIenceforth there is laid up
| for me crown of righteousness whicif
the Lord, the righteous Judge, viii give
me-" Or compare it with the Christian
deathbed that you witnessed in your
own household. oh, my friends, this
world is a false god! 1t will consume
YOU with the blaze in which 1t accepts
your sacrifice, while the righteous
shall be held ip everlasting remem-
! brance, and when the thrones have
fallen and the monuments bave crum-
| bled and the wLrld has perished they
shall banquet with the conquer0rS OF
! SdTIu ana tie DISIdlCll> VI 1ASoNGh'
This is i good day in which to begin r.
new style Of measurement. How old
art thou? You see the Christian way
of measuring life and the worldly way
| of measuring it. l leave it to you TO
! say which is the wisest and best way
| The wheel of time has turned very
swiftly, ard it has hurled US on. The
| old year has gone. The new year has
come. ,'or what you and have been
launched upon it God only knows. Now
| let me ask you all, have you made any
| preparation for the future? You have
made preparation for time, my dear
| brother; have you made any prePara-
| ton for eternity? Do you wonder that
| when that man on the Hudson river, in
| indignation tore up the tract which
was handed to him and just one word
| landed on his coat sleeve-the rest oE
the tract bang pitched into the river
| that one word aroused his soul? 1t was
| that one word, so long, so broad, so
| high, so deep--"eternity! A dying
woman in her last moments said: "Cal5
it back" They said: What do You
want?" Time she said; 'cal it
back!" Oh, it cannot be called backl
We might lose cur fortunes and cali
them back, we might lose our health
and perhaps recover it, we might Icse
| cur good name and get that back, bnt
time gone is gone forever.
Some of you during the past year
made preparation for eternity, and it
makes no difference to you really, ss
to The matter cf safety, whether you
I'd now or go some othor ycar--whether =
this year or the next year BOth Your
FEET on the rock the waves may dash
7round you. You can say: Oed Is cur
Eefuge and strength--a very PRESENT
helm" You are on the rock, and vCu"
NAV defy all earth aud hell TO over
tLrow you. | congratulate you. give
you great joy. 1t is happy new year
to- you. ~
can see ,>s so4us3 a al all III il -tt1fe fact
that orr years are going. You hear
some people say: Il wish l could go
| ba5k again TO boyhood." ! would not
want to so back again to boyhood.
am afraid l might make worse life
| out of it than l have made. You could
rot afford to go back to boyhood if it
were possible. You might do great
| UeuI WOtSC l1Ctu y OA ASlNS OOAN' HO
| past rs gone! Look out for the futurel
To all Christians it is time of glad"
! ness. l am glad the years are going.
| You are coming on nearer home. Let
your oountenance light up with the
| thought. Nearer home!
| Now, when one can sooner get to tbs
| center of things, is he not to be congrat-
| uiated? Who wants to be always in the
freshman class? We study God in this
world by the Biblical photograph OF
| Him; but we all know we can in five
minutes Of interview with friend get
| a more accurate idea of Him than we
can by studying Him so years through
| PICTURES or words. The little child that
died at six months of age knows more
of God than all Andover and all Prince
ten and an New Brunswick.
Does not our common sense teach US
that it is better to be at the center than
to be clear out on the rim of the wheel,
holding nervously fast to the tire lest
we be suddenly hurled ino light and
eternal felicity? Through all kinds Of
optical instruments trying to peer il
through the cracks and the keyholes of
Heaven-afraid that both doors of thu
celestial mansion will be swung wide
open before our entranced vision rush
ing about among the apothecary shops
of this world, wondering if this is good
for rheumatism, and that is good for
neuralgia, and something else is good
for a bad cough, lest we be suddenly
ushered into a land of everlasting
health where the inhabitant never says:
"I am sick"
In 1885 the French resolved that at
Client they would have a kind of mu-
sical demonstration that had never
been heard Of It would be made up of
the chimes of bells and the discharge of
cannon. The experiment was perfect
success. What with the ringing of the
bells and the report of the ordnance, the
city trembled, and the hills shook with
the triumphal march that was as
strange as it was overwhelming. With
a most glorious accompaniment will
Gods dear children go into their high
residence when the trumpets shalt
sound and the last day has come. AT the
signal given, the bells of the towers, and
of the lighthouses, and of the cities will
strike their sweetness into last chime
that shall ring into the heavens and
float off upon the sra, Joined by the
boom of bursting mine and magazine,
al gmented by all the cathedral towers
of Heaven-the harmonies of earth and
the symphonies of the celestial realm
making up one great triumphal march,
fit 10 celebrate the ascent of the re-
deemed to where they shall shine as The
stars forever and ever.