The Yale expositor., 1900-06-08

they are asked for No bitter words
when the family Bible goes for rum
and the pawnbroker's shop gets the
last decent dress. Some day, desir-
ing to evoke the story OF her sorrows.
you say. well, how are you getting
along now?" and, rallying her tremb-
ling voice and quieting her quivering
lip, she says, Pretty well, | thank
you; pretty we'll" She never will tell
you. In the dellrium of her last sick
ness she may tell all the other Sc
crets of her lifetime. but she will net
tell that Not until the books Of
eternity are opened on the throne of
Judgment will ever be known what she
has suffered. Oh, ye, who are twisting
a garland for the victor, put it on that
pale brow! When she is dead the
neighbors VIII beg linen to make her
q shroud, and she will be carried out
In plain box, with no silver plate to
tell her years. for she has lived
thousand years Of trial and anguish.
The gamblers and swindleTs who de-
stroycd her husband will not come to
tho funeral One carriage will be
enough for that fUneral-one carriage
to carry the orphans and the two
Christian women who presided over
the obsequies.
Tie Celestial Door Opened.
Eut there is a fash and the opening
of celestial door and shout, Lift
up your head, ye everlasting gate, and
lct her come in" And Christ will
step forth and say. Come in. We
suffered with me on earth; be glorifed
with rae In heaven" What is the
highest throne in heaven? You say.
The throne OF the Lord God Almighty
and the Lamb" No doubt about It,
What is the next highest throne in
heaven? While l speak it seems to
me it will be the throne of the drunk
ards VIE, il she with cheerful pa
tioncc endured all her earthly tor
tUre. Heroes and heroines!
Reward OF Devotion.
You have all seen or heard OF the
ruins OF Melrose abbey. l suppose in
some respects they arc the most ex-
quisitc ruins on eartA. And yet, look
ms at it was not so impressed-you
may set it down 70 bad taste-but |
WAS not so deeply stirred as | was az
a tombstone at the foot of that alb
hey. the tombstone placed by Walter
Scott over the grave Of an old man
who had served him for a good many
hi
most significant, and | defy any man
to stand there and read il without
tears coming into his eyes-the cpl
taph, We'll done, good and faithful
servant" Oh, when our work is over.
will it be found that, because OF
anything we have done for God or the
church or suffering humanity that
such an inscription is appropriate
for us? God grant it!
John Browns Prayer.
John Brown fell upon his knees and
began to pray. All said Claver-
house. look out If you are going to
pray; steer clear Of the king, the coun-
Gil and Richard Cameron" 20 Lord"
said John Brown, "since it seems to
be thy will that I should leave this
world for a world where l can love
thee better and serve thee more, |
pat this poor widow woman and these
helpless, fatherless children into thy
hands. We have been together in
peace coed while, but now we must
look forth TO a better nesting in
heaven. And as for these poor crea-
lures. blindfolded and infatuated that
stand before me, convert them before
it be too late, and may they who have
sat in judgment in this lonely place on
this blessed morning upon me, a poor,
defenseless fellow creatura-may they
in the last judgment find that mercy
which they have refused to RE, thy
most unworthy but faithful servant.
Amen"
He arose and said, Isabel, the hour
has come Of which l spoke tc You on
the morning when proposed
hand and heart to you, and are you
willing now, for the love of God, to
let me die?" She put her arms around
him and said: The Lord gave, and
the Lord hath taken away. Blessed
be the name of the Lord" stop that
sniveling," said Claverhouse. 81 have
had enough of it, Soldiers do your
work. Take aim! FIRE." And the
head of John Brown was scattered
on the ground. While the wife was
gathering up in her apron the frag-
ments of her husbands head-gather-
ing them up for Observation-Disclosures
looked into her face and said, Now,
my good woman, how do you feel now
about your bonnie MANI" oh" she
said, 81 always thought wcel
of him; he has been very good to me;
had no reason for thinking anything
but weel of him, and l think better
Of him now" Oh, what a grand thing
it will be in the last day to see God
pick out his heroes and heToines.
Who are those paupers OF eternity
trudging off from the gates Of heaven?
Who are they? The Lord ClaYer-