The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1900-08-31
II the sun seem like a song full and poured

ly guarded the sick cradle than all night long
this pale watcher Of the sky bends over the
weary, heartsiek. slumherng earth. Whose
is this black framed black tasseled pic
ture Of the night? 1t is the heirloom Of
our family. Ours the grandeur of the
spring, the CRYSTALS of the snow. the coral
OF the beach. the odors of the garden, the
harmonies OF the air.
You cannot see a large estate in one
morning. You must take several walks
around IL. The family property of this
royal house of Jesus is so great that we
of its extent. Let the first walk he
around this earth. All these valleys, the
harvests that wave in them, and the cat
tie that pasture them-all these mount
aims. and the precious things hidden be-
meath them, and the crown OF glacier they
cast at the feet of the alpine hurricane
all these lakes. these islands. these conti-
nents. are ours. In the second walk 60
among the street lamps os heaven. and
see stretching of on every side wilder
ness of worlds. For us they shine. For
us they SANG az a Saviour's nativity. For
US thev viii wheel into line. and with
their flaming torches add to the splendor
of our triumph on the day for which all
other days were made. In the third walk,
60 around the eternal city. As we come
near it, hark to the rush of its chariots
and the wedding peal of its great towers.
The bell of heaven has struck II. IL Is
high noon We look of upon the chap
lets which never fade. the eyes that never
weep. the temples that never close, the
that never halts. the trees that never
wither the walls that never can be cap
tured the sun that never sets. until we
can no longer gaze. and we hide our eyes
and exclaim: Eye hath not seen, nor ear
heard, neither have entered into the heart
of man, the things which God hath pre-
pared for them that love Him. AS these
tides of glory rise we have 10 retreat and
hold fast lest we be swept off and drowned
in the emotions of gladness and thanksgiv.
inc and triumph.
What think YOU of the family property?
Ii is considered an honor To marry into n
family where there is great wealth. The
Lord. the bridegroom of earth and heaven,
offers you His heart and His hand. saying
in the words of the Canticles: Rise un
my love- my fair one, and come away"
and once having put on thy hand the sig
net ring Of His love YOU will be endowed
with all the wealth Of earth and all the
honors of heaven
Almost every family looks back TO
homestead - some country place where
YOU grew up. You sat on the doorsill
You heard the footsteps OF the rain on
the garret roof. You swung on the gate
lou ransacked the barn. You waded into
the brook You thrashed the orchard for
apples and the neighboring woods for
nuts. and everything around the old
homestead is OF interest TO you. ! tell YOU
Of the old homestead OF eternity 'In
Nv Fathers house are many mansions
When we talk Of mansions we think of
Chatsworth and its park, nine miles in
circumference, and its conservatory that
astonishes the world: its galleries OF art,
that contain the triumphs OF thantrcy,
Canova and Thorwaldsen: of the kings
and the queens who have walked its state
lv halls. or, flying over the heather, have
hunted the grouse. But all the dwelling
places Of dukes and princes and queens are
as nothing 10 the family mansion that is
already awaiting our arrival. The hand
of the Lord Jesus lifted the pillars and
swung the doors. AMI planted tho parks.
Angels walk there. and tho good of all
ages. The poorest man IN that house rs
millionaire and the lowliest a king and
the tamest word he speaks is an anthem,
and the shortest life an eternity.
IL took a Paxton To build for Chats
worth a covering for the wonderful flower
Victoria regia, five feet in diameter. But
our lilv of the valley shall need no shelter
from the blast. and in the omen gardens OF
God shall put forth its full bloom, and all
heaven shall come to look at it. and it's
aroma shall be as though the cherubim
censors. | have not seen IL yet ! am in
n foreign land. But my Father is waiting
for me to come home. ! have brothers
and sisters there. I'm the Bible | have let
ters from there, telling me what n fine
place IL is. 1t matters not much 20 me
whether ] am rich or poor, or whether TIC
world hates me or loves me, or whether |
go by land or by sea- If only ! may lift
my eyes at last on the family mansion IL
is not n frail house built in n month. soon
20 crumble. but an old mansion, which iR
az firm as the day IL was built. It's walls
are covered with the ivy of many ages,
and the urns at the gateway are abloOm
with the century plants OF eternity. The
Queen OF Shoba hath walked its hall and
Esther. and Marie Antonette and Lady
Huntingdon and Cecil, and Jeremy Taylor,
and Samuel Rutherford and John Milton,
and the widow who gave two mites, and
the poor men from the hosultal-thcse
last two perhaps outshining all the kings
and queens OF eternity
a family mansion means reunion. Some
Of your families are very much scattered.
The children married, and went of TO st.
Louis, or Chicago, or Charleston, but per
haps once a year you come together at the
old place. How you wake up tho old
piano that has been silent for years,
tFathcr and mother do not play on it).
How YOU bring out the old relics, and
rummagc the garrct, and open old scrap
books, and shout, and laugh, and cry, and
talk over old times, and though You may
be forty-hye years OF age, act "a though
you were sixteen Yet soon ~ Is good bye
at the car window and goodbye at the
steamboat wharf. But how will we act at
the reunion in the old family mansion OF
heaven! II il good while since you
parted at the door OF the grave. There
will he Grace. and Mary, and Martha, and
4 4 10 nj all ha
of your household-not pale, and sick. and
gasping for breath, as when you saw them
last. but their eve bright with the lustre
Of heaven, and their check roseate with
the flush Of celestial summer
What clasping Of hands, What embrace
ings! What coming together of lip 90 lip,
Wha. tears OF ioyl You say. II thought
there were no tears in heaven" There
must be, for the Bible says that God
c5all wipe them away" and il there were
no tears there, how could He wipe them
away They cannot be tears OF grief or
tears of disappointment. They must be
tears Of gladness. CHRIST will come aud
say: What! Child Of heaven, il IL too
much for theey Dost thou break down
under the gladness OF this reuniony Then
VII help thee" AEG, with Ilis one arm
around us and the other arm around our
loved ones. lie shall hold us up in the
eternal jubilee
While / speak some Of you with broken
hearts can hardly hold your peace. You
feel a. II you would speak out and say:
ooh. blessed dayl speed on Toward thee
press with blistered feet over the desert
way. Ny ewes fail for their weeping. ]
faint from listening for feet that will not
come and the sound Of voices that viii
not speak. Speed on, oh day Of reunion'
And then. Lord Jesus, be not angry with |
me II after | have kissed Thy blessed feet, |
turn around 90 gather up the long lost |
treasures of my heart. OH be not angry |
yith mo Dne look AZ Thee yyerf heaven