St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1900-08-11

H, LA.,- SATURDAY,
scienes that the God Of the universe IL
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
,nessi 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-
Icy of everything earthly to putrefac-
ton and death--the religion of Christ
the only preservative. .tr
j, My subject is one of great congratu.
lation. to those who have within their
souls this gospel antiseptic. This sals
willpreserve them through the tempta-
tions and sorrows Of life and through
the ages Of eternity. do not mean to
say that you will have smooth time
because you are 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
flanks snd to cut you of from your
source of supplies. The war you wage
will not be with toy arrows, but sword
plunged to the hilt and spurring on
your steed over heaps of the slain. But
I think that God omnipotent will see
you through. l think He will. But why
do talk like an atheist when l ought
to say know He will? kept by the
power of God through faith unto con1-
plete salvation"
When Gov. Geary, Of Pennsylvania,
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 everything seemed to
pivot. kilograms from Washington
said that the life of the nation de-
pended on that struggle. He said to
me: 81 went into that battle, sir,
with my son. His mother and ]
thought every thing 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 concentered, 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, I didn't feel like myself that day.
l had prayed TO God for strength for
that particular battle, and went into
it feeling that l had in my right arm
the strength Of ten giants" And N
the governor brought his arm down
on the back of the seat it fairly made
the car tremble. SWELL" he said, "the
battle was desperate, but after awhile
we gained little, and we marched
on q little. / turned round to the
troops and shouted: Come on,
boys!' and 4 stepped across dead
soldier, and 10, it was my son! ]
saw at the first glance he was dead.
and yet l did not dare to stop min-
ute, for the crisis had come in tho.
battle. So / just got down on my
knees, and threw my arms around
him, and I gave him one good kiss
and said, 'Good-by. dear and sprang
up and shouted Come on, boys!
So it is in the Christian confetti il
. fierce fight. Eternal ages seem de-
pending ON the strife. Heaven IL
waiting for the bulletins to announce
the tremendous issue. Hail of shot.
cash of saber, fall of battle ax, groan-
ing on every side. We cannot stop
for loss or bereavement or anything
else. With one ardent embrace and
one loving kiss we utter our fare
wells and then cry: 'Come on, boys!
There are other heights to be cap
tured; there are other foes to be con-
auered; there are other crowns to be
won"
Yet, as one of the Lords surgeons,
I must bind up two or three wounds.
Just lift them now. whatever they be.
I have been told there is nothing like
salt to stop the bleeding of wound.
an; SO 1 take this salt of Christ's
Gospel and put it on the lacerated
soul. It smarts nttle at first, but
see-the bleeding stops, and. 10, the
flesh comes again as the flesh OF a
little child "Salt is good" Comfort
one another with these words"
An Example Of Honely Thrift.
A few years ago two women and .
man strolled into a bicycle store in
Glasgow early one morning. They
explained that they had reached the
city only that morning, and they had
seen an advertisement announcing
secondhand bicycles for sale at an adj
Joining store. But it was not open.
They asked the storekeeper If he had
aey secondhand ladies' bicycles for
sale. He had not, but he showed
them some new ones. After examin-
ing se~eral, the man said: well, my
dear, I'll buy you a new one, but it
must DO for your Christmas box"
This was in September. The store
keeper asked whittier It should be
sent. "The Marquis of Lorne, Rose
peath," was the reply. The members
Of this party, which was looking up
second hand bicycles at an early hour
in the morning, consisted of the mar
auis of Lorne, his wife, the Princess
Louise and her lady-in-waiting. With
the storekeeper the incident became
history, and one from which he drew
n highly moral lesson in thrift.-Chi-
cago Evening News. M
Metropolis Of Song Birds.
Capt. G. E. Shelley, an English orni.
biologist who has devoted special at