The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1900-06-07

crets of her lifetime, but she. will 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, We, who are twisting
garland for the victor, put it on that
pale brow! When she is dead the
neighbors will beg linen to make her
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 swindlers who de-
stroyed her husband will not come to
the 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
The Celestial Door Opened.
But there is flash and the opening
of celestial door and shout, Lift
up your head, We 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 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 wife, if she with cheerful pa
tience endured all her earthly tor
ture. Heroes and heroines!
Reward of Devotion.
You have all seen or heard of the
ruins of Melrose abbey. suppose in
some respects they are the most ex-
quisite ruins on earth And yet, look
ing at it was not so impressed-you
may set it down to bad taste-but l
was not SO deeply stirred as was at
tombstone at the foot of that abb
hey, the tombstone placed by Walter
Scott over the grave of an old man
who 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 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 ana
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 world where l can love
thee better and serve thee more, I
put this poor widow woman and these
helpless, fatherless children into thy
hands. We have been together in
peace a good while, but now we must
look forth to better meeting 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. poor
defenseless allow Great - may they
| in fhe@le.st AsaasSsA tsssz4aasaA. ,ny I
!.,.....,,s....-..nwo worthy but faithful servant. |
Amen"
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, ana
the Lord hath taken away Blessed
be the name of the Lord" Stop that |
sniveling," said Claverhouse. Il 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 burial-Claverhous
looked into her face and said. Now,
my good woman, how do you feel Eow
about your bonnie man?' "Oh." she
said, 81 always thought weel
of him; he has been very good to me;
l had no reason for thinking anything
but weel of him, and I think better
of him now" Oh, what grand thing
it will be in the last day to see God
pick out his heroes and heroines.
Who are those paupers of eternity
trudging off from the gates of heaven?
Who are they? The Lord Claver-
houses and the Herods and those who
had scepters and crowns and thrones,
but they lived for their own aggrand-
izement, and they broke the heart of
nations. Heroes of earth, but pau
pers in eternity. l beat the drums of
their eternal despair. Woe, woe, woe!
The Heroes of Heaven.
What harm can the world do you
when the Lord Almighty with I'M
sheathed sword fights for you?
preach this sermon for comfort Go
home to the place just where God has
put you to play the hero or the hero
inc. Do not envy any man his money
or his applause or his social position.
Do not envy any woman her wardrobe
or her exquisite appearance. Be the
hero or the heroine. If there be no
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