Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1899-11-24
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and the more beautiful its bearing the
more anxious the hunters and the
hounds are to capture it? Had the roe
buck a ragged fur and broken hoofs
and an oblterated eye and limping
gait the hunters would have said:
"Pshaw! Don't let us waste our am
munition on a sick deer" And the
hounds would have given a few shifts
OF the track and then darted off in an
other direction for better game, But
when they see deer with antlers lifted
in mighty challenge to earth and SKY,
and the sleek hide looks us if it had been
smoothed by invisible hands. and the
fat sides inclose the richest pasture
that could be nibbled from the bank
of rills so clear they seem to have
dropped out of Heaven, and the stamp
of its foot defies the jack shooting Ian
tern and the rife, the horn and the
hound, that deer they will have if they
must needs break their necks in the
rapids. So if there were no noble stuff
in your make up, if you were bifur-
Gated nothing, if you were forlorn fail
ure, you would be allowed to go undis-
turbed, but the fact that the whole pack
is in full cry after you is proof positive
that you are splendid game and worth
capturing,
Therefore sarcasm draws on you its
finest bead;" therefore the world goes
cunning for you with its best winches-
ter breechloader. Highest compliment
is it to your talent or your virtue or
your usefulness. You will be assailed
in proportion to your great achieve
ments. The best and the mightiest Be
ing the world ever saw had set after
Him all the hounds, terrestrial and dia-
bolic, and they Tapped His blood after
the Calyarean massacre. The world
paid nothing to its Redeemer but
bramble, four spikes and cross. Many
who have done their best to make the
world better have had such rough
time of it that all their pleasure is in
anticipation of the next world, and they
would, if they could, express their own
feelings in the words of the baroness
OF Nairn, at the close of her long life,
when asked if she would like to live her
life over again:
Would you be young again?
SO would not l.
One tear of memory given
onward I'll HE.
LIES dark wave forded DER,
All but at rest on shore,
Say. would you plunge once mus.
With home so nigh?
II you might, would you now
Retrace your way,
Wander through stormy wilds.
Faint and astray?
Nights gloomy watches fled;
Morning, all beaming red
Hopes smile around us shed,
Heavenward, away!
Yes, for some people in this world
there seems no let up. They are pur-
sued from youth to manhood and from
manhood unto old age. Very distin'
guished are Lord Stafford's hounds and
the earl of Yarborough's hounds and
the duke of Rutland's hounds, but all
of them put together do not equal, in
number or speed or power to hunt
down, the great kennel of hounds of
which Sin and Trouble are owner and
master.
But what is relief for all those pur.
sued of trouble and annoyance and pain
and bereavement? My text gives it to
! goo, Ia a ,V,r1 of tbraa 1nttprS but pnph
letter is a chariot if you would triumph,
or a throne if you want to be crowned,
or a lake if you would Stake your thirst
yea, chain Of three lakes-G-o-d, the
one for whom David longed and the one
whom David found. You might as well
meet stag which, after its sixth mile
OF running at the topmost speed
through thicket and gorge and with the
breath of the dogs on its heels, has
come in full sight of Schroon lake and
try to cool its projecting and blistered
tongue with drop of dew from blade
of grass as TO attempt to satisfy an i'm
mortal soul, when flying from trouble
and sin, with anything less deep and
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lite and eternal than God. His comfort
why, it embosoms all distress. His
arm-it wrenches off all bondage. His
hand-it wipes away all tears. His
Chrstly atonement--it makes us all
right with the past, and all right with
the future, and all right with God, all
right with man, and all right forever.
Oh, when some of you get there it
will be like what the hunter tells OF
when lie was pushing his canoe far up
north in the winter and amid the ice
foes, and hundred miles, as he
thought, from any other human being.
He was startled one day as he heard
stepping on the ice, and he cooked
his rifle, ready to meet anything that
came near. He found a man, barefoot
ed and insane from long exposure, APP
preaching him. Taking him into his
canoe and kindling fires to warm him,
he restored him, found ont where he
had lived and took him to his home and
found all tho village in great excite.
ment. A hundred men were searching
for this lost man, and his family and
friends rushed out to meet him, and,
as had been agreed at his first appear
ance, bells were rung, and guns we're
discharged, and banquets spread and
the rescuer loaded with presents. Well,
when some of you step out of this will
derness, where you have been chilled
and torn and sometimes lost amid the
icebergs, into the warm greetings Of
all the villages Of the glorifed, ano
your friends rush out to give you wei.
coming kiss, the news that there is an
other soul forever saved will call the
caterers OF Heaven to spread the ban.