Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1900-01-22

TENTS who cannot afford to pay. Those
old attorneys at the law want no help
from you, for they take retainers only
from the more prosperous clients, but
cheer those young attorneys who have
not had a brief at all lucrative. Those
old merchants have their business so
well established that they feel indie
pendots5 of banks, of all changes in
tariffs, of all panics, but cheer those
young merchants who are making
their first mistakes in bargain and sale.
That old farmer who has 200 acres in
best tillage and his barns full of har-
vested crops and the grain merchant
having bought his wheat at high prices
before it was reaped needs no sympa-
thy from you, but cheer up that young
farmer whose acres are covered with
big mortgage and the drought strikes
them the first year. That builder with
contracts made for the construction of
half a dozen houses and the owners
impatient for occupancy is not to be
pitied, but give your sympathy to that
mechanic in early acquaintance with
hammer and saw and bit and amid all
the limitations of journeyman.
Be Busybody.
Go forth to be busybody in other
mems matters, so far as you can help
ing them out, and help them on. The
world is full Of instances of those who
spend their life in such alleviations.
But there is one instance that overtops
and eclipses all others. He had lived
in a palace. Radiant ones waited up
on him. He was charioted along
streets yellow with gold and stopped at
gates glistening with pearl and hO-
sannaed by immortals coroneted and
in snowy white. Centuries gave him
not a pain. The sun that rose on him
never set. His dominions could not be
enlarged, for they had no boundaries,
and uncOntested was his reign. Upon
all that luster and renown and en-
vironment of splendors he turned his
back and put down his crown at the
foot of his throne and on a bleak De-
cember night trod his way down to a
stone house in Bethlehem Of our world.
Wrapped in what plain shawl, and
pursued with what enemies on swift
camels, and howled at with what
brigands, and thrust with what sharp
lances, and hidden in what sepulchral
crypt until the subsequent centuries
have tried in vain to tell the story by
sculptured cross, and painted canvas,
and resounding doxologies. and domed
cathedral, and redeemed nations.
He could not see a woman doubled
up with rheumatism, but he touched
her. and inf1amed muscles relaxed, and
she stood straight up. He could not
meet a funeral of a young man, but he
broke up the procession and gave him
back to his widowed mother. With
spittle on the tip of his finger he turn
ed the midnight of total blindness into
the midnOon Of perfect sight He could
not see a man down on his mattress
helpless with palsy without calling
him up to health and telling him to
shoulder the mattress and walk off.
He could not find a man tongue tied,
but he gave him immediate articula-
ton. He could not see a man with
the puzzled and inquiring look of the
deaf without giving him capacity to
hear the march of life beating on the
drum of the ear. He could not see
crowd of hungry people, but he made
enough good bread and a surplus that
required all the baskets.
He scolded only twice that remem-
Der, once at the hypocrites with elOn-
gated visage and the other time when
a sinful crowd had arraigned an I'M
fortunate woman, and the Lord with
the most superb sarcasm that was ever
uttered gave permission to any one
who felt himself entirely commenda-
BILE to hurl the first missile. All for
others. His birth for others. His min
istry for others. His death for others.
His ascension for others. His en-
thronement for others.
And now my words are to the invisi-
BILE multitudes 1 reach week by week,
but yet will never see in this world,
but whom L expect to meet at the bar
of God and hope to see in the blessed
heaven. The last word that Dwight L.
Moody, the great evangelist, said to
me at Plainfield, N. j., and he repeated
the message for me to others, was,
"Never be tempted under any circum-
stances to give up your weekly pub
LEGATION Of sermons throughout the
world" That solemn charge l will
heed as long as have strength to give
them and the newspaper types desire
to take them. Oh, We people back there
in the Sheffield mines of England, and
We in the sheep pastures of Australia,
and We amid the pictured terraces Of
New Zealand, and We among the Gin
namon and color iniamed groves of
Ceylon, and ye Armenians weeping
over the graves of murdered house
holds In Asia Minor, and We amid the
tdolatries Of Benares on the Gauges,
and We dwellers on the banks of the
Androscoggin, and the Alabama, and
the Mississippi, and the Oregon, and
the Shannon, and the Rhine, and the