The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-01-09

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! May ] exhort you?
Young men, young women, in the
masnificence of your youth put forth
an ambition, shoot beyond the decep-
, tive, unsatisfying love of a good time.
Set your faces from the allurements
; Of the theater, the ca table, the dance
hall, the Sunday bicycle, towal DIS the re-
lief OF suffering humanity
l repeat, conduct yourself reverently
in Gods house. Conduct yourself rev.
, erently in Gods house. Listen to the
preachers story Of Gods love for you.
Tell Others Of it. Praise God, II you
can, with the tones of a Nilsson. Then
VIII your innocent associations with
! congenial spirits broaden your mind; in
|, crease your capacity to enjoy and
sWeeten and heautify your life.
Why may it not be said of you, my
young friend, as Charlotte Bronte said
of st. John Rivers:
His is the ambition of the high mas
ter-spirit which aims to fill y)lace in
the front rank of those who are re-
deemed from the earth; who stand with
out fault before the throne of God, who
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Lamb who are called and are chosen
and faithful
Let me quote from another author
On earth the character is formed; in
other spheres you can only develop the
quality or kind of life freely chosen and
begun here. And whether you dwell on
the border lines of the beautiful land
or in its inmost center, whether you en-
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life or plod along its lower levels,
whether the Divine love is family dis
cerned or sweeps through your tremb-
ling heart with power which makes
the wondrous blessings of divinest
strength your own, depend on the de-
gree of your fidelity to the laws Of your
higher life. while yet on earth. The
more prompt and entire our obedience,
the more light; the more love we ac-
quire below the more power to have
and hold the life Divine. The more
musical the quality of tone which the
hearts harp-strings gain below. the
sweeter the tune it will play above, and
the further its melody will feat, with
the capacity of attuning other hearts
/ to the harmonies of heaven"
| Strike hard, won't you, against the
devil and for God. Love high--clmb
| high" AS Browning puts it,
My young friend, if you do not love
! the Lord, be another Vinicius. You
will find a Lygia, If you try. Then may
you some day write to your trusted and
/ proven friend as yinicius did to Pre-
tomius-"I am happy"
! DO not be deceived my young brother.
Do not imagine that you can say, shall
die virtuCusly II you love as did Pre-
tonius Eunice. Do not think that
when the last cup is drained, you'll feel
as did Pretonus, that its time to go
do not think If your last moment is a
conscious one that like Pretonius, you
may say to wife or brother or sister or
friend.
Friends confess that with us per-
ishes--
All, rather remember that as Vinicius
wrote to Pretonius that when youth and
beauty, when our bodies wither and
death comes love will remain, for the
spirit remains and so I entreat you, live
only for an ambition which would rear
a monument with this inscription on it's
pedestal
Love for God.
Love for humanity.
My older friends, in your maturity,
rise above the thought of leisure and do
effective work in these late days Of this
century. in the church of God.
And my still older brothers and sis
tiers in your declining strength, testi-
fly for God. Love the Savior of the
world better. Give to us all an object
lesson of the sweetness of Christianity
walk serenely-triSmphan until you
have made good your escape,
Sloane you may remember, closed his |
remarkable history of the great Napo- I
leon-possibly the highest of intellec-
tual mountain peaks Of any age and I
yet one of the lowest from a spiritual /
view point as follows after reference /
to his death at ST. Helena. "Englands !
prisoner had escaped" whittier, you 1
might well inquire.
Brothers, ere long, 1t may be remark
ed of you, perhaps Of me-a prisoner of .
the earth has escaped.
And whittier, to the countries of the
skies" or as every school boy might re-
cite;
In the glories of the sunset
In the purple mists of evening,
To the regions Of home wind,
On the northwest wind KeWaydin,
To the Islands of the blessed,
To the Kigdom of Ponemah,
To the Land of the Hereafter"
Or your departure may be in the
darkness of the night, as Victor Hugo
beautifully describes the death of his
hero In that marvellous novelties
Miserables."
"Cosette, tn moment has come to tell
thee the name of thy mother, She was
called Famine. Kneel whenever thou
interest 1t. She suffered much. She had
as much unhappiness as thou hast had
happiness. That is the way God appor-
lions things. He is there on high, he
sees us all and he knows what he does
in the midst of his great stars. | am on
the verge of departure, my children.
Love each other well and always.
/ no longer see clearly my children, L
had still other things to say but never
mind, Think a little of me. Come still
nearer. | die happy II
His white face loked up to Heaven,
he allowed Cosette and Marius to cover
his hands with kisses.
He was dead.
The night was starless and extremely {
dark No doubt in the gloom, some inn
mense angel stood erect with wings out
spread awaiting that soul. {
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