Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1899-10-16

| I'VE have always done the best we
| could and tried to be useful, and why
we become the victims of malignment
or invalidism or mishap is inscruta-
BILE" Why, do you not know that the
| finer a deer and the more elegant it's
| proportions and the more beautiful it's
| bearing the more anxious the hunters
| and the hounds are to capture it?
Had that roebuck a ragged fur and
| broken hoofs and an obliterated eye
and a limping gait the hunters would
have said: "Pshaw! Don't let us waste
our ammunition on sick deer" And
the hounds would have given a few
shifts Of the track and then darted off
in another direction for better game.
But when they see deer with antlers
lifted in mighty challenge to earth and
sky, and the sleek hide looks as 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 it's foot defies the jack shoot
ing lantern and the rife, the horn and
the hound, that deer they will have if
they must needs break their neck in
the rapids. So if there were no noble
stuff in your make up, if you were a
bifurcated nothing, if you were for
lorn failure, you would be allowed to
go undisturbed, 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 it's ''fnest
Bead" therefore the world goes gun
ming for you with it's best Winchester
breechloader. Highest compliment is
1t to your talent or your virtue or your
usefulness. You will be assailed in
proportion to your great achievements.
The best and the mightiest Being the
world ever saw had set after him all
the hounds, terrestrial and diabolic,
and they Tapped his blood after the
Calvarean massacre. The world paid
nothing to it's Redeemer but a BRAN
BILE, four spikes and cross.
Pursuing Dogs.
Many who have done their best to
make the world better have had such
a rough time of it that all their pleas
ure 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 /.
One tear of memory given
Onward I'll HE
Lies dark forded DER,
All but at rest shore,
Say, would you plunge once more,
With home SO nigh?
II you might, would you
Retrace your way,
Wander through stormy wlds,
Faint and astray?
Nights gloomy watches fed;
Morning, all beaming red;
Hopes smile around 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 into 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 a relief for all those pur-
sued of trouble and annoyance and |
pain and bereavement? My text gives |
it to you in a word of three letters but |
each letter is a chariot if you would |
triumph, or a throne if you want to
be crowned, or a lake if you would |
s1ake your thirst-yea, a chain of three
lakes-G-o-d, the one for whom David
rhnr vii
You might as we'll meet a stag which,
after it's sixth mile of running at the
topmost speed through thicket and
gorge and with the breath of the dogs
on it's heels, has come in full sight of
Schroon lake and try to cool it's pro-
jecting and blistered tongue with a
drop Of dew from blade of grass as to
to satisfy an immortal soul,
when flying from trouble and sin, with
anything less deep and high and broad
and immense and infinite and eternal
than God. His comfort-why, it en-
bosoms all distress. His arm-it
wrenches off all bondage. His hand
it wipes away all tears. His Christly
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.
Lamartine tells us that King MINI
rod said to his three sons: Here are
three vases, and one is of clay, another
of amber and another Of gold Choose
now which you will have" The eldest
son, having the first choice, chose the
vase of gold, on which was written the
word Empire" and when opened it
w found fn in hmm
The second son, making the next