The Washington weekly post., 1900-06-05

some day. desiring 10 tFphe the story
Of her scTrOws. you say: Well, how are
you getting along nowT and rallying her
trembling voice and quieting her quiverins
lip she says: Pretty well. thank you.
pretty well She never will tell you. in
the delirium Of her last sickness she MAJ
tell all the other secrets Of her lifetime.
but she viii not 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 il on that
pale brow. When she is dead the neigh
bors will beg linen to make her a shroud.
and she will be carried out in plain box
with no silver plate TO tell Ter years. for
she has lived a thousand years OF trial
and anguish. The gamblers and swindleTs
who destroyed her husband will not come
to the funeral. One carriage will be
enough for that funeral-one carriage %
carry the orphans and the two Christian
women who presided over the obsequies.
But there is fash, and the opening Of
celestial door and a shout: Lift uD your
head. ye everlasting gate, and let her
come in And Christ will step forth and
say: Come in. ye suffered with me on
earth, be glorified with me In heaven
What Is the highest throne In heaven?
You say: The throne Of the Lord God Al
mighty and the Lamb No doubt about
IL. What is the next highest throne in
heaven v bile / speak il saems TO me- IL
Will lie the throne OF the drUnkard's wife
II she with cheerful patience endured all
her earthly torture. Heroes ana heToinesl
Il find also in this roll the heroes of
Christian charity. We all admire the
George PeaboCys and the James LenoXes
OF the earth who gave tens and hundreds
OF thousands OF dollars to good objects.
But am speaking now OF those who. out
OF their pinched poverty. help others-of
such men as those Christian missionaries
at the West, who proclaim Christ TO the
people, one OF them writing 10 the sec
retary in New York. saying: I thank you
for that S25. Until yesterday we have
had no meat in our house for three
months. We have suffered terribly. My
children have no shoes this winter And
of those people who have only a half loaf
of bread, but give a piece of IL to others
who are hungrier; and OF those who have
only Scuttle OF coal. but help others to
fuel. and of those who have only a dollar
in their pocket and give y cents TO some
body else; and of that father who wears
a shabby coat, and of that mother who
wears a faded dress that their children
may be well apparelled. You call them
paupers, or ragimuffins. or emigrants.
call them heroes and herOineS. You and
| may not know where they live. or what
their name is. God knows: and they have
more angels lowering over them than you
and / have, and they will have higher
seat in heaven. They may have only a
cup of cold water to give a poor traveller
or may have only picked a splinter from
under the nail OF child'S finger, or have
put only two mites into the treasury. but
the Lord knows them. Considering what
they had, they did more han we have
ever done and their faded dress will be
come a white robe, and the small room
will be an eternal mansion, and the old
hat will he exchanged for a coronet or
victory. and all the applause OF earth
and all the shouting of heaven will be
drowned out when God rises UP TO give
His reward to those humble workers in
His kingdom, and 10 say to them: Well
DONE good and faithful servnt.'
Prize Reward of Work Well Done.
"You have all seen or heard of the
ruins of Melrose Abbey. | suppose I'm
| some respects they are the most exquisite
ruins on earth And yet. looking at it
was not so impressed-you may set IT
! down to bad taste-but l was not so dsep-
| " stirred as | was at a tombstone at the
| foot OF that abbey-the tombstone placed
| by Walter Scott over the grave of an old
man VINO had served him for a good
many years in his house-the inscription
| most significant, and | defy any man to
stand there and read it without tears
|
done, good and faithful servant oh.
when our work is over. viii it be found
that because of anything We have done
for God, or the church, or suffering hu-
| manity that such an inscription is ap-
propriate for us? God grant II!
who are those who were bravest and
! deserved the greatest monument-Lord
! Claverhouse and his burly soldiers, or
John Brown. the Edinburgh carrier, and
! his wife? Mr.. Atkins. the prosecuted min
! lister of Jesus Christ, in Scotland, MAS
secreted by John Brown ana mis- wife, and
/ Claverhouse rode up one day with his
! armed men and shouted in front Of the
! house John Browns little girl came out
He said to her: We'll, miss, is Mr.. Atkins
here?' She made no answer for she could
not betray the minister OF the GosDel
! 'Har ClaVerhouse said then you are a
chip OF the old block, are you? l have
| something in my pocket for you. 1t Is :
nOsegay Some people call it u thumb
screw. but / call it a nOSegay.' And he
got off his horse, and Ne put it on the lit
tie girls hand, and began to turn Ii unit
the bones cracked, and she cried. He said
| Don't cry, don't cry; this isn't thumb.
screw; this is a noSegay, And they heard
the child's cry, and the father and mother
came out, and Claverhcuse said: 'Hai 1
seems that you three have laid your holy
heads together, determined TO die like al
the rest of your hypocritical, canting
sniveling crew; rather than give up gOO(
Mr. Atkins, pious Mr.. Atkins. you wonlC
die. l have telescope with me that vii
improve your vision: and he pulled out Z
pistol Now he said. you old pragmatic
lest you should catch cold In this cole
morning OF Scotland and for the hOnol
and safety of the king. TO say nothing O
! the glory Of God and the good of oul
souls, l will proceed simply and in tn,
neatest and most expeditions style pOssi
BILE, 10 blow your brains out
Tale of Christian Heroism.
"John Brown fell upon his knees. ant
began to pray. 'Ahr said Claverhouse
look out, if you are going to pray; stee
clear of the king. the council, and RicharC
Cameron % Lord said John Brown
since it seems 10 be thy will that shoul,
leave this world for a world where I'cal
love thee better and serve thee more. pu
this poor widow-woman and these help
less, fatherlesS children into thy hands
We have been together in peace a goGI
while but now We must look forth 10 .
better meeting in heaven; and az for thes
poor creatures. blindfolded and infatu
ated. that stand before me. convert then
before il be too late; and may they VIII,
have sat in judgment in this lonely place
on this blessed morning, upon me, a poor
| defenseIass fellOW-creature. may thev il
the last judgment find that mercy whicl
they have refused to me. thy most un
worthy, but faithful servant. Amen
He rose and said. Isabel, the hour ha
come OF which ! spoke TO you on tn
morning when / proposed hand and hear
10 you; and are you willing now, for IN,
love OF GCd. TO let me die?' She put he
arms around him, and said. The Lor,
gave, and the Lord hath taken away
| Blessed be the name OF the Lord 'Stol
that sniveling, said Claverhouse ! hav
had enough OF il. Soldiers, do your work
Take aim, Firep and the head Of Johl
Brown was scattered on the ground
While the wife was gathering up in ne
apron the fragments OF her husband
head-gatherlng them Up for burial-Ciay
! erhouse looked into her face and saii
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