Connecticut western news., 1900-09-06

pressures. The action will be the mo uucts the water came Streaming uown and tossing up into beautiful fountains until every root and leaf and flower was saturated. That Is like the church. The church is garden in the
 midst of great desert of sin and suf-
 fering, but it is we'll irrigated, for ''our
 eyes are unto the hills from whence cometh our help." From the noun tains of Gods strength there flow down rivers of gladness. There is a
 river the stream whereof shall make
 glad the city of our God" Preaching
 the gospel Is one of the aqueducts.
 The Bible is another. Baptism and the
 Lords supper are aqueducts. Water
 to slake the thirst, water to wash the
 unclean, water tossed high up in the
 light of the Sun of Righteousness
 showing us the rainbow around the throne. Oh, was there ever garden
 so thoroughly irrigated?
 You know that the beauty of Yer
 sailles and Chatsworth depends very
 much upon the great supply of water. I came to the latter place, Chatsworth, one day when strangers are not to be admitted, but by an inducement which always seemed as potent with an Eng
 Iishman as an American, got in, and then the gardener went far up above
 the stairs of stone and turned on the
 water. I saw 1t gleaming on the dry
 pavement, coming down from step to
 step until 1t came so near I could hear
 4. nlI ', l,t ,t.xI,
 broad stairs 1t came foaming, flashing,
 roaring down, until sunlight and wave
 in gleesome wrestle Stumbled at my
 feet. So 1t is with the church of God. Everything comes from above; pardon from above, joy from above, adoption from above, sanctification from above. Waters of Salvation.
 Would that now God would turn on the waters of salvation, that they
 might flow down through his heritage,
 and that this day we might each find our places to be "Elims" with 12 wells of water and threescore and ten palm trees.
 Hark! hear the latch of the garden gate, and I look to see who Is coming. hear the voice of Christ, 'I am come into my garden" I say, Come in, o Jesus! We have been waiting for thee; walk all through the paths. Look at the flowers; look at the fruit; pluck | that which thou wilt for myself" :" Jesus comes into the garden and up to | that old man, and touches him, and says: Almost home, father; not many more aches for thee; I will never leave l thee; take courage little longer and | I will steady thy tottering steps and 1 | will soothe thy troubles and give thee l rest. Courage, old man." Then Christ | goes up another garden path, and he | comes to a soul in trouble and says: Peace! All is well. I have seen thy tears. l have heard thy prayer. The | sun shall not smite thee by day nor the moon by night. The Lord shall pre- serve thee from all evil; he will pre- serve thy soul. Courage, O troubled ! spiritr' Sz. Then 1 see Jesus going up another | garden path, and I see great excite. i ment among the leaves, and 1 hasten up to that garden path to see what | Jesus Is doing there, and, 10, he Is | breaking off flowers, sharp and clean | from the stem, and I say: "Stop, Je sus. Do not kill those beautiful flow. ers." He turns to me and says, "I have
 come into my garden to gather lilies | and I mean to take these up to high CT terrace, for the garden around my l palace, and there I will plant them | and in better soil and in better ail
 they shall put forth brighter leaves | and sweeter redolence, and no frost
 shall touch them forever" And look
 ed up into his face and said: "Welt Il
 Is thy garden, and thou hast right tC
 do what thou wilt with 1t. Thy will
 be done"-the hardest prayer a mar l ever made. .#1 Taking the Best.
 l It has seemed as if Jesus Christ tooI
 the best. From many of your house | holds the best one is gone. You know that she was too good for this world | She was the gentlest in her ways, the l deepest in her affection, and when al 1 last the sickness came you had no faitl in medicines. You knew that the houl | of parting had come, and when, through the rich grace of the Lord Jesus Christ | you surrendered that treasure you
 said: Lord Jesus, take it-it is the
 best we have. Take 1t. Thou art wor thy" The others in the household may
 have been of grosser mold. She was
 of the finest
 | The heaven of your little ones will
 not be fairly begun until you get there | All the kindnesses shown them by i'm
 mortals will not make them forget you. There they are, the radiant
 throngs that went out from youl l homes. I throw kiss to the sweet
 darlings. They are all well now in tho
 palace. The crippled child has sound
 foot now. A little lame child says
 "Ma, will be lame in heaven?' "No
 my darling, you won't be lame In heav
 en-" A little sick child says, ''Ma, vii | be sick in heaven?' No, my dear you won't be sick in heaven" A little | blind child says. Ma, will I be blind In heaven?" .No. my dear, you wont
 be blind in heaven" They are all vel 1 there.
 l I notice that the fine gardens some times have high fences around them
 nudsI cannot get Ia. Ii Is so with 1 :,