Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1899-03-03

terfalls dash but only bears bark and
panther's scream and wolf s howl then
you might well gather into your homes
only the shadows. But when God has
strewn the earth and the heavens with
beauty and with gladness let MS take
into our home circles all innocent hilar'
ity. all brightness and all good cheer
A dark home makes bad boys and bad
girls in preparation for bad men and
bad women.
Above all. my friends, take into your
homes Christian principle Can it be
that in any Of the comfortable homes
whose inmates I confront the voice Of
prayer is never lifted? What No sup
plication at night for protection What
No Thanksgiving in the morning tor
care? How. my brother, my sister. will
you answer God in the day Of judg
ment with reference to your children
1t is a plain question. and therefore
ask it. In the tenth chapter Of jeremiah
God says he will pour ont his fury upon
the families that call not upon his
name Oh. parents. when you are dead
and gone and the moss is covering the
inscription Of the tombstone. will your
children look back and think Of father
and mother at family prayer VIII
they take the old family Bible and open
it and see the mark Of tears Of contri-
ton and tears Of consoling promise
went by eyes long before gone ont into
darkness? Oh. if you do not inculcate
Christian principle in the hearts Of
YOUR children. and you do not warn
them against evil and you do not in
wife them to holiness and to God. and
they wander off into dissipation and
into infdelity. and at last make ship
wreck Of their immortal SOUL on their
deathbed and in the day Of Judgment
they will curse you
Early RecoliectiOns.
Seated by the register or the stove
what if on the wall should come out
the history Of your children What
history-the mortal and immortal life
Of your loved ones Every parent IS
writing the history Of his child. He is
writing it. composing 1t into d song or
pointing it with groan
Ny mind runs back 10 one Of the beat
Of early homes Prayer Ike roof over
it Peach like an atmosphere ia It
Parents p-r.onihcations Of faith "A
trial and comfort in darkness The iTs
pillars Of that earthly home long craA-
bled to dust. But shall | e7sF foe5t
that early home, Yes. when the ho"ar
forgets the sun that warmed It f'a
when the mariner forgets the sssr shaE
guided him Yes. when love ass soa'
ont on the hearts altar ard memory
has emptied its urn into forgotiulness
Then. the home Of my childhood. VIII
forget thee. The family altar o. "a
theirs importunity and a mother tan
derness. the voices Of affection, tne iu'
neral of our dead. the father and moth
er with interlocked arms like intsrEwin-
ing branches Of trees making a per-
petual arbor Of love and peace and kind
ness Then | will forget thee-then'
and only then. You know. my brother.
that a hundred times you have been
kent out Of sin BY the memory Of such
n scene as have been describing You
have often had raging temptations but
YOU know what has held you wish su-
pernatural grasp tell you man who
has had such a good home as that never
qets over il. and a man who has had a
bad early home never gets over it
} Again. home Is type Of heaven AT
onr hest estate we are only pilgrims
and strangers here Heaven Is oar
home. Death will never knock at the
door Of that mansion. and in all that
country there is not a single grave
How clad parents are in the holidays
70 gather their children home again
Bnt I have noticed that there is almost
slwavs a son or "a daughter absent
absent from home perhaps absent from
the country. perhaps absent from the
world. On. how glad cur Heavenly "a
ther will be when he gets all his cnll-
dren home with him in heaven ana
how delightful it will be for brothers
and sisters to meet after long separa-
tionl Once they parted at the door OF
the tomb. now they meet at the door OF
immortality Once they saw only
Through a glass. darkly;' now It Is
face TO face-corruption, interruption
mortality. Immortality. Where are now
all their sins and sorrows and troubles
Overwhelmed In the Red sea OF death
while they pass through dry shod Gates
Of pearl. capstones Of amethyst thrones
Of dominion do not stir my soul 50
much AS the thought Of home Once
thero. let earthly sorrows howl nAs
storms and roll like seas Home Lex
thrones rot and empires wither. Home
Let the world die in earthquake struS.
gle and be buried amid procession Of
planets and dirge Of spheres Home
, Let everlasting ages roll in irresistible
sweep Homel No sorrow. No crying
, No tears No death But home. sweet
home. beautiful home everlasting homa
home with each other, home with an
gels home with God
Dream Of Far Country.
One night, lying on my lounge when
very tired. NY children all around
,, about me, in full romp and hilaritJ
and laughtsr-sz ths lounge hal
awake and hsK aslssp-l dreamed thS
dream: was In far country. IL WA
not Persia. although more than oriee
tai luxuriance crowned the eitisa II
was not the tropicA although more
than tropical fruitfulnsss hllsd the gar
dens Il vas not Italy, although nos'
: than italian softnsss nllsd tho air. AnC
! wandered around looking f0< thorn
J and Hst.lss, but I fouAd that mona o
/ then xrsw thers And | saw his sal
rise. saA watched to see IL sot, ons y
} sank NOT And saw the people in son
d d.y attire, ssd I said. "WheH will tssl
put OF this and put on workmea gar
D and again delvs in the niRs and 'weA
3 tar at the forri" But tasT never pa
I off the holiday attre
1 And wandered In the suburbs q
; the city to and the place where tho dsa