The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1900-08-31


row of all. Is one prosecuted? All |
are prosecuted. Does one suffer loss ? |
We all suffer loss. Is one bereaved? |
We are all bereaved.
Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and mortal woe.
If you rejoice at another's misfor-
tune you are not one of the sheep, but
one of the goats. and the vulture of
sin hath alighted on your soul and not
the Dove of the Spirit.
Next, | notice the family property.
After a man of large estate dies, the
relatives assemble to hear the vii.
read. SO much of the property is
willed to his sons and so much to his
daughters, and so much to benevolent
societies. Our Lord Jesus hath died.
and we are assembled to-day TO hear
the will read. He says: MY peace |
give unto you" Through His apostles
He says: "All things are yours.
What. everything? Yes, everything!
This world and the next. In distin-
guiShed families there are Old pictures
hanging on the wall. They are called
the "heirlooms" of the estate. They
are very old. and have come down
from generation to generation. So |
look upon all the beauties of the
natural world as the heir,ooms of our
royal family. The morning breaks
from the east. The mists travel up,
hill above hill. mountain above noun
tain until sky lost. The forests are
full of clirp and buzz and song. Trees
leaf and BIRDS wing Autter with glad
ness. Honey makers i'm the log and
beal against the bark, and squirrels
chatteriug on the rail, and the call of
the hawk ont OF q clear sky make you
feel glad. The sun. which Hndlcs
conilagratiors among the castles Of
| cloud and sets minaret and dome
aAame, stoops TO paint the lily white
and the buttercup yellow and the for
! get-mc-not blue. What can resist the
| sun? Light for the voyager over the
| deep! Light for the shepherd guard
ing the hocks afeld! Light for the
| poor who have no lamps to burn.
| Light for the downcast and lowly!
| Light for aching eyes ana burning
/ brain and wasted captive! Light for
/ the smooth brow Of childhood and for
| the dim vision of the octogenarian.
| Light for queens coronet and for sew
ing girls needle! Let there be light!
| Whose morning is this? My morning
! Your morning. Our Father gave us
the picture and hung It on the sky
/ i'm loops of fire. 1t is the heirloom of
/ our family. And so is the night. II is
/ the full moon. The mists from shore
to shore CLEAN like shattered mirrors.
and the ocean. under her glance.
comes up with great tides, painting
upon the beach. mingling, as il We're,
foam and fire. The poor man blesses
| God for throwing such cheap light
through the broken window pane into
his cabin, and 10 the sick il seems a
light from the other shore which
bounds this great deep oc human pain
and woe. If the sun seem like a song
full and poured from hruzcn instru-
meuts that fll Heaven and earth with
| great harmouies. the moon is plain
tive and mild. standing beneath the
throne of cod. sending mp her soft.
sweet voice Cf praise, while the stars
listen and The sea. 40 mother ever
more swcet,v guarded the sick cradle
I'..INI NIl .I. ITO INIIE 'I.'0 .'tt' W ''...N
of the sl;y bends over the weary. heart
sick slumberiug earth. Whose is this
u'ack framed, hlacl, tassel,d pictur.
of the night? 1t is The heirloom OF
oar family. Ours the grandeur of the
spring the crystals OF the snow. the
coral of the beach, the odors Of the
garden. the harmouies of the air
You cannot see a large estate i'm one
morning. You must take several walks
around it. The family property of this
royal house of Jesus is SO great that
we must take several walks to get any
idea of its extent. Let the first walk
be around this earth, All these val
lcvs. the haryests that wave I'm them
and the cattle that pasture them-al
these mountains and the precious
things hidden beneath them and the
crown of glacier they east at the feet
of the Alpine hurricane-all these
lakes, these islands. these continents
are ours. In the second walk go among
the street lamps of Heaven and see
stretching off on every side a wilder
ness of worlds. Foi MS they shine. For
us they sang at SaTour's nativity
For us they will wheel into line and
with their flaming torches add to the
splendor of our triumph on the day
for which all other days were made
In the third walk 90 around the eter
nal city. As we come near it, harl
to the rush of its chariots and the wed
ding peal of its great towers. The
bell of Heaven has struck 10. 1t Is
high noon. We look off upon the chap
let's which never fade, the eyes that
never weep, the temples that never
close, the loved ones that never part
the procession that never halts, the
trees that never wither, the walls thai
never can be captured, the sun thai
never sets. until we can no longer gaze
and we hide our eyes and eNclaim; Eye
: hath not seen nor ear heard. neithe,
have entered into the heart of man III,