The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1900-07-27

| around that town when the apostle
brought her out among her j. friends.
How the tears of JOY must have start
ed, What a clapping of hands there
must have beeni What singing. What
1aughteri Sound 1t all through that
lanei Shout it down that dark alley.
Let all Joppa hear it! Dorcas is res
directed,
You and / have seen some thing
many a time; not a dead body resusci-
tated, but the deceased coming up
again after death in the good accom-
plished- II a man labOrs up to so
years of age, serving God, and then
dies We are apt TO think that his earth
ly work is done. No. His influence
on earth will continue till the world
ceases Services rendered for Christ
never stop. A Christian woman tolls
for the u~pbuilding of a church through
man anxieties, through many self de-
malls, with prayers and tears, and then
she dies. 1t is Is years since she went
away. Now the spirit of God descends
upon that church., hundreds OF souls
stand UP and confess the faith of Christ
Has hat Christian woman, who went
away Is years ago, nothing TO do with
these things? I see the Towering out
Of noble heart. / hear h echo OF her
footsteps in all the songs over sins for
given, in all the prosperity of the
al L ~ SOOo NA@N SS@1 ~ b1
buried has come up again Dorcas is
resurrectedi
After awhile all these womanly
friends of Christ will put down their
needle forever. After making garments
for others, some n will make a gar
ment for them; the last robe We ever
wear-the robe for h grave. You
will have heard the last cry of pain.
You will have witnessed the last or
rhono1a Won will hou VIC 0npoa in -r-nrn
out from your last round of mercy. I
do not know where you will sleep, nor
what your epitaph will be, but there
will be a lamp burning at that tomb,
and an angel of God guarding il, and
through all the long night no rude DOT
will disturb the dust. Sleep on sleep
on! Soft bed, pleasant shadows, undis-
turbed repose. Sleep on!
Asleep in Jesusi Blessed sleep
From which none yer wake to weep!
THE VICTORY WON.
Then one day there will be a sky
rending n a whir of wheels and the
flash of a pagent, armies marching,
chains clanking, banners waving,
thunders booming, and that Christian
woman will rise from the dust, and
she will be suddenly surrounded-sur-
rounded by the wanderers of the street
whom she reclaimed, surrounded by
the wounded souls to whom she had
administered Daughter of God, so
strangely surrounded, what means
this? 1t means that reward has come,
hat the victory is won, that the crown
is ready, that the banquet is spread.
Shout it through all the crumbling
earth. Sing 1T through all the flying
heavens. Dorcas is resurrected.
In 1856, when some of h soldiers
came back from the Crimean war to
Il o~l +ho Tva~1n ~ 49,,
uted among them beautiful medals
called Crimean medals. Galleries were
erected for the two houses of parlia-
ment and the royal family to sit in.
There was a great audience to witness
the distribution of the medals. A colo
mel who a lost both feet in the bat
tie of Inkermann was pulled in on a
wheel chair; others came in limping
on their crutches. Then the queen OF
England arose before them in the name
of her government and uttered words
of commentator to the officers and
men and distributed those medals, in
scribed with the -four great battlefields
Alma, Balaklava, Inkermann Sc
vastopol. As the queen ave these to
the wounded men and the wounded
officers the bands of music struck up
the national air, and the people, with
streaming eyes, Joined in the song
IOu save our gracious queen.
Long live u noble queen!
God save the queen!
And then they shouted, 'rHuzza, huz-
za!" Oh,it was a proud day for those
returned warriors! But a brighter,
better and gladder day will come when
Christ shall gather those who nave
tOiled in his service, good soldiers of
Jesus Christ. He shall rise before
them, and in the presence of all the
glorified of eaven he will say, well
done, good and faithful servant n
then he will distribute the medals of
eternal victory, not inscribed with
of Righteousness which we have
done, but with those Jour great battle
fields dear to earth and ear to heaven
Nazareth, Gethsemane, |
Cavalry
(Copyrigh, 1900, by Louis Klopsch.)