Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1900-07-09

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But [ remark again that the grace of
God is like the salt in its preservative
! quality. You know that salt absorbs
! the moisture of articles of food and
! infuses them with brine, which pre-
serves them for long while. Salt is
the great antiputrefactor of the world.
! EXperimenters, in preserving wood,
/ have tried sugar and smoke and air
! tight jars and everything else, but as
! long as the world stands ChriSts words
! will be suggestive, and men will admit
| that as q great preservative salt is
| goOd.' But for the grace of God the
! earth would have become stale car
| caSS long before this. That grace is
the only preservative of laws and con-
situations and literatures. Just as soon
as q government loses this salt of di-
vine grace it perishes. The philosophy
Of this day, SO far as it is antagonistic
to this religion, putrefies and stinks
The great want of our schools Of learn
ing and our institutions of science to-
day is not more Leyden jars and gal
vanic batteries and spectroscopes and
philosophical apparatus, but more Of
that grace that will teach our men Of
science that the God Of the universe is
the God of the Bible. How strange it
is that in all their magnificent sweep
of the telescope they have not seen the
morning star of Jesus and that in all
their experiments with light and heat
they have not seen the light and felt
the warmth of the Sun of Righteous
ness! We want more Of the salt of
Gods grace in our homes, in our
schools, in our colleges, in our social
life, in our Christianity. And that
which has it will live; that which has
it not will die. proclaim the tenden-
cy Of everything earthly to putrefac-
ton and death, the religion of Christ
the only preservative.
My subject is one of great congratu-
latiOn to those who have within their
souls this gospel antiseptic. This salt
will preserve them through the tempta-
tons and sorrows Of life and through
the ages Of eternity. 1 do not mean to
say that you will have a smooth time
because you are a Christian. On the
contrary, if you do your whole duty
will promise you q rough time. You
march through an enemy's country,
and they will try to double up both
TANKS and to cut you off from your
source Of supplies. The war you wage
will not be with toy arrows, but sword
plunged to the hiIt and squirting on
your steed over heaps of the slain. But
1 think that God omnipotent will see
you through. I think he will. But
why do talk like an atheist when I
ought to say 1 know he will? Kept
by the power of God through faith IN
to complete salvation"
Christ's Gospel.
When Governor Geary Of Pennsylva-
MIA died years ago, lost good friend.
He impressed me nightly with the
horrors Of war. In the eight hours that
we rode together in the cars he recited
to me the scenes through which he had
passed in the civil war. He said that
there came one battle upon which ev-
erything seemed to pivot. kilograms
from Washington said that the life of
the nation depended on that struggle.
He said to me: 81 went into that battle,
sir, with my son. His mother and |
thought everything of him. You know
how q father will feel toward his son
who is coming up manly and brave and
good. Well, the battle opened and con-
centered and it was awful. Horses
and riders bent and twisted and piled
up together. 1t was awful, sir. We
quit firing and took to the point of the
bayonet. Well, sir, [ didn't feel like
myself that day. 1 had prayed to God
for strength for that particular battle,
and 1 went into it feeling that l had in
my right arm the strength of ten gi-
ants" and as the governor brought his
arm down on the back of the seat it
fairly made the car tremble. 'Well,"
he said, 1.-The battle was desperate, but
after awhile we gained a little, and we
the troops and shouted, Come on,
boysv and stepped across dead sol
der, and 10 it was my son! L saw at
the first glance he was dead, and yet I
did not dare to stop a minute, for the
crisis had come in the battle, so I just
got down on my knees, and | threw
my arms around him, and 1 gave him
one good kiss and said, 'Goodby, DEAR
and sprang up and shouted, Come on,
boys!" So it is in the Christian con-
fict. It is a fierce fight. Heaven is
waiting for the bulletins to announce
the tremendous issue. Hail of shot,
cash Of saber, fall of battleaX, groan-
ing on every side. We cannot stop for
loss Or bereavement or anything else. |
With one ardent embrace and loving
kiss we utter our farewells and then
cry: "Come on, boys! There are other |
heights to be captured, there are other
foes to be conquered, there are other
crowns to be Won"
Yet as one of the Lords surgeons 1 |
must bind up two or three wounds. |
Just lift them now, whatever they be. |
I have been told there is nothing like |
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