Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-04-20

weather. " MT Kind OF weather Viii NJ
he to-day" said some one to Il farmer.
The farmer replied. 1T viii be such
weather rs l like" What do YOU mean
10y that asked the other well" said
the farmer, 1t will be sWch weather a.
pleases the Lord. AMI what pleases the
Lord pleases me-"
Oh, the sunshine, the sunshine Of Chris
tian explanation. Here Is some one
bending over the grave of the dead.
What is going to be the consolation: The
flowers you Strew upon the tomb? Oh,
no. The services read nc the grave: Oh.
no. The chief consolation on that grave
is what falls from the throne of God.
Sunshine, glorious sunshine, ResUrrec-
ton sunshine
What sublime thing it was that Dr.
Thornwell of South Carolina uttered in
his last dying moments. As he looked
up he said, 1t opens; it expands, it ex-
pands!" Or as Mr.. Topady, the author
OF Rock of Ages in his last moment or
during his last hours looked up and said.
As though he saw something supeTaatN-
raj, Light and then as he came ON
nearer the dying moment. his comtc-
nance more luminous, he cried, Light
and at the very moment of his departure
lifted both hands, something Supcrnatu-
raj in his countenauce rs he cried.
Light Only another name for sun
shine.
Besides that, We shall have all the
pleasures of association. We viii so
right up in the front of God without any
fright. All our sins gone, there will he
nothing To be frightened about There
oW old Christian friends will troop
around us. Just as now one Of youI
sick friends goes away to Florida, the
land of flowers or to the south Of France
and Won do not see him Tor a long while.
and after awhile you meet him, and the
holloWS under the eyes are all filed and
the appetite has come back and the
crujch has been thrown away. and he is
50 changed you hardly know him. You
say, why, | never saw you look 50
we'll lie says; u couldn't help but be
well. have been sailing these rivers
and climbing these mountains and that's
how ! got this elasticity l never was 50
we'll Oh, my friends. your departed
loved ones are only away Tor their health
in a better climate, and when you meet
them they will be so changed you will
hardly know them, they will be- 50 very
much changed, and after awhile, when
You are assured that they are Your
friends, your departed friends. you will
say: why. where is that cough Where
is that paralysist Where is that pne,,~
monin? Where is that consumption =
And he will say: "Oh. am entirely well.
There are no sick ones in this country.
| have been ranging these hills aud hence
this elasticity. | have heen here now
twenty years, and not one sicl, one have
seen We are all well in this climate"
The Celestial Profession.
And then | stand at the gate of the
celestial city to see the professions come
out, and l see long procession Of little
children. with their arms full of flowers,
and then | see Il procession Of kings ana
priests moving in celestial plgeautry- u
long procession, but no black tasselcd We
hicle, no mourning group. and | say:
How strange it is Where is your
Greenwood? Where is your Laurel
Hill? Where is your Westminster alb
beyI' And they shall cry, There are
no graves here" And then listen for the
tolling Of the old belfrics Of heaven, the
old belfries of eternity. listen TO hear
them toll for the dead. but they toll not
for the dead. They only strike up a sill
very chime, tower to tower east gate to
west gate, as they ring out They shall
hunger no more, neither thirst any more.
neither shall the sun light on them nor
any heat. for the Lamb which is in the
midst of the throne shall lead thcm to Iiy-
ing fountains of water. and God shall
wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Oh. unglovc your hand and give II "a
mo in congratulation On that scene,
feel rs If | could shout / will shout
Dear Lord, forgive me that ever com
planned about anything II all this is be.
fore us, who cares for anything but God
and heaven and eternal brotherhood?
Take the Grape off the doorbcll. Your
loved ones are only away for their health
in land ambrosial. Come. lowell Ma
son; come isaac WATTS Give us Your
hest hymn about joy celestial.
What is the use of postponiur orr
heaven any longer? Let it begin now.
aud whatsoever hath a harp let her thrum
it, and whatsoever hath trunpet Ior
him blow it, and whatsoever hath an or
gan let him give US q full diapason. Thev
crowd down the air, spirit, blessed, NOV
ing in cavalcade of triumph Their char
lot wheels whirl in the Sabbath sunlight.
They come, Halt, armic, 81 God, HAT
until We are ready 10 join the battalion
Of pleasures that never die.