Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-03-11

Meth1nks it will take US some time to
get used to heaven; the fruits Of God
without one speck; the fresh pastures
without one nettle; the orchestra with
out one snapped string; the river of
gladness without one torn bank; the
solferino and the saffron of the sunrise
of the eternal day that beams from
Gods face.
God Shall Comfort.
Friends, if we could get any appreci-
alton of what God has in reserve for
us, it would make us so hOmesick we
would be unfit for our everyday work.
Professor Leonard, formerly of Iowa
university, put in my hands meteoric
stone, a stone thrown off from some
other world to this. How suggestive it
was to me! And have to tell you the
best representations we have of heaven
are only aerolites flung off from that
world which rolls on, bearing the null
titude of the redeemed. We analyZe
these aerolites and find them crystal
lizations Of tears. No wonder, flung
off from heaven! "God shall wipe away
all tears from their eyes"
Have you any appreciation of the
good and glorious times your friends
are having in heaven? How different
it is when they get news there of
Christians death from what it is hereI
1t is the difference between embarka-
ton and coming into port. Everything
depends upon which side of the river
you stand when you hear of Chris
tian's death. If you stand on this side
of the river, you mourn that they go; if
you stand on the other side of the riv-
er, you rejoice that they come. Oh, the
difference between a funeral on earth
and a jubilee in heaven, between re-
QUEEN here and triumph there, parting
here and reunion there! Together!
Have you ever thought of it? They are
together - not one of your departed
friends in one land and another in an
other land, but together in different
rooms of the same house-the house of
many mansions! Together!
never more appreciated that thought
than when we laid away in her last
slumber my sister Sarah. Standing
there in the village cemetery, l looked
around and said, There is father, there
is mother, there is grandfather, there is
grandmother, there are whole circles of
kindred" and l thought to myself, ITO
gether in the grave, together in glory"
l am so impressed with the thought
that do not think it is any fanaticism
when some one is going from this
world to the next if you make him
the bearer Of dispatches to your friends
who are gone, saying, Give my love to
my parents, give my love to my chill,
dren, give my love to my old comrades
who are in glory and tell them l am
trying to fight the good fight of faith,
and | will join them after awhile" l
believe the message will be delivered,
and 1 believe it will increase the glad
ness of those who are before the throne.
Together are they, all their tears gone.
BaIsam For Sore Hearts.
In 1751 there was a bill offered in
the English parliament proposing to
change the almanac so that the 1St OF
March should come Immediately after
the 18th of February, but, oh, what a
glorious change in the calendar when
all the years of your earthly existence
are swallowed up in the eternal year
of God!
Take this good cheer home with you.
These tears of bereavement that course
your cheek and of persecution and of
trial are not always to be there. The
mOtherly hand of God will wipe them
all away. What is the use, on the way
to such a cOnsummatiOn-what is the
use of fretting about anything? Oh,
what an exhilaratiOn it ought to be in
Christian work! See you the pinnacles
against the sky? 1t is the city of our
God, and we are approaching it. Oh,
let us be busy in the days that remain
for us!
| put this balSam on the wounds of
your heart: Rejoice at the thought of
what your departed friends have got
rid of and that you have a prospect of
SO soon making your own escape. Bear
cheerfully the ministry of tears and
eXult at the thought that soon it is to
be ended.
There shall march up the heavenly street
And ground our arms at Jesus feet.
Do you not this moment catch a
glimpse of the towers? Do you not
hear a note of the eternal harmony?
Some of you may remember the old
Crystal palace in this city of New
York. 1 came in from my country home
a verdant lad and heard in that Crystal
palace the first great music l had ever
heard. Julien gave a concert there,
and there were 5000 voices and 5000
players upon instruments, and 1 was
impressed with the fact that
Julien controlled the harmony with the
motion Of his hand and foot, beating
time with the one and emphasizing
with the other. To me it was over
whelming. But all that was tame COM
pared with the scene and the sound
when the ransomed shall come from
the east, and the west, and the north,
and the south and sit down in the