St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1900-07-07

it until the bones cracked and she
cried. He said: Don't cry! don't
cry! This isn't a thumbscrew, this
is nosegay." And they heard the
child's cry, and the father and mother
came out, and Claverhouse said: "Ha!
1t seems that you three have had yeur
holy heads together. determined to die
like all the rest of your hypocritical,
canting. .snivelingcrew. Rather than give
up good Mr.. Atkins, pious Mr.. Atkins,
you would die. ] have a telescope with
me that will improve your yision," and
he pulled out n pistol. "Now," he said,
you old pragmatic, lest you should
catch cold in this cold morning of Scot
land and for the honor and safety Of
the king, to say nothing of the glory
of God and the good of our souls, will
proceed simply and in the neatest and
most expeditions style possible to blow
your brains out"
John Brown fell upon his knees and
began to pray. "Ah," 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 / should leave this
world for a world where l can love
Thee better and serve Thee more, /
put this poor widow woman and these
helpless, fatherless children into Thy
hands. We have been together in peace
a good while, and ROW we must look
forth to better meeting in Heaven.
And as for these poor creatures, blind
folded and infatuated, that stand be-
fore me, convert them before it il too
late, and may they who have sat in
judgment in this lonely place on this
blessed morning upon me, a poor, de-
fenseless fellow creature-may they
in the last judgment find that mercy
which they have refused to me, thy
most unworthy but faithful servant.
He arose and said: isabel, the hour
has come of which spoke to 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 is the name Of
the Lord" "Stop that sniveling," said
II have had enough Of
it. Soldiers, do your work. Take aiml
Fire!" And the head of John Brown
was scattered on the ground. While
the wife was gathering up in her
apron the fragments of her husbands
them up for burial
looked into her face and
said: Now, my good woman, how do
you feel now about your bonnie man 2"
''Oh," she said, II always thought weel
of him; he has been very good to me;
I had no reason for thinking any thing
but weel of him, and l think better Of
him now." Oh, what a grand thing il
will be in the last day to see God pick
out his heroes and heroines. Who are
those paupers of eternity trudging OF
from the gates of Heaven? Who are
they? The Lord Claverhouses and the
Herods and those who had scepters
and crowns and thrones, but they lived
for their own ACKNOWLEDGEMENT, and
they broke the heart of nations. He
roes of earth, but paupers in eternity.
I beat the drums of their eternal de-
spair. Woe. woe, woe!
But there is great excitement in
Heaven. Why those long professions?
Why the booming of that great bell
in the tower? 1t is coronation day in
Heaven. Who are those rising on the
thrones with crowns of eternal roy
atty? They must have been great peo-
pie on the earth, world renowned
people. No. They taught in a ragged
school. Taught in q ragged school!
Is that all? That is all. Who are
those souls waving scepters of eternal
Why, they are little chill
dren who waited on invalid mothers.
That all? 1nat is all. She was called
Little Mary" on earth. She is an en-
press now. Who are that great multi
tude on the highest thrones of Heav-
en-? Who are they? Why, they fed
the hungry; they clothed the naked;
they healed the sick; they comforted
the heartbroken. They never found
any rest until they put their head
down on the pillow of the sepulcher.
God watched them. God laughed de-
family at the enemies who put their
heels hard down on these, His dear
and one day the Lord struck
His hand SO hard on His thigh that
the Omnipotent sword ratified in the
buckler as He said: 81 am their God,
and no weapon formed against them
shall prosper"
What harm can the world do you
when the Lord Almighty with un-
sheathed sword fights for you? I
preach this sermon for comfort. Go
home to the place just where God has
put you to play the hero or the he
roine. Do not envy any man his
money or his applause or his social po-
sition. Do not envy any woman her
wardrobe or her exquisite appear
ance. Be the hero or the heroine. II
there be no flour in the house and you
DO not know where your children arc
to get bread, listen, and you will hear
tapping against the win
low pane. Go to tine window, and you
will find it is the beak of . raven, and
open the window, and there will fly
in the messenger that fed Elijah. Do
you think that the God who grows the
cotton of the south will let you freeze
FOR lack Of clothes? Do you think
that the God who allowed His disci-
pies on Sabbath morning to go into
the grainfield and then take the grain
and rub it with their hands and eat
10 you think God will let you starve?
Did you ever hear the experience Of
that old man: Il have been young
md now am old, yet I have never
seen the righteous forsaken or his
iced begging bread" Get up out
If your discouragement, o troubled
,oul. o sewing woman. o man kicked
md cuffed by unjust employers, o ye
who are hard beset in the battle Of
ife and know not which way to turn,
} you bereft one, o you sick one with
you have told to no one,
.ome and get the comfort of this sub
ect. Listen to our great Captain's
.heer: ITO him that Uvercometh will