The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1901-08-22

Isabella fed from the Spanish throne,
pursued by the nations nnathema, but
she who is queen in home will never lose
her throne, and death itself will only be
the annexation of heavenly principalities.
When you want to get your grandest
idea Of queen, you do not think of Cath
crime Of Russia or Of Anne of England or
Maria Theresa of Austria, but when you
want to get your grandest idea of queen
you think of the plain woman who sat op.
poste your father at the table or walked
with him arm in arm down life's pathway,
sometimes to the thanksgiving banquet
sometimes to the grave, but always to-
gether, soothing your petty. griefs, cor
recting your childish waywardness, joining
in your infantile sports, listening to your
evening prayers, toiling for you with
needle or at the spinning wheel and on
cold nights wrapping you up snug and
warm. And then at last on that day when
she lay in the back room dying and you
saw her take those thin hands with which
she toiled for you so long and put them
together in dying prayer that commend
ed you to God whom she had taught you
to trust-oh, she was the queenl The cha
riots of God came down to fetch her, and
as she went in all heaven rose up. You
cannot think of her now without a rush
of tenderness that stirs the deep founda
tions of your soul, and you feel as much
a child again as when you cried on her lap
and If you could bring her back again tc
speak just once more your name as ten
derly as she used to speak it you would
be willing to throw yourself on the ground
and kiss the sod that covers her, crying
Mother, mother!" All, she was the
queen, she was the queen!
Now, can you tell me how many thou
sand miles a woman like that would have
to travel down before she got to the
ballot box? Compared with this work OF
training kings and queens for God and
eternity, how insignificant seems all this
work of voting for aldermen and common
councilmen and sheriffs and constables
and mayors and presilents To make one
such grand woman as j have described
how many thousand would you want OF
those people who 60 in the round of god
lessness and fashion and dissipation, dis
torting their bodies and going as far to
ward disgraceful apparel as they dare &C
so as not to be arrested of the police
their behavior a sorrow to the good and
caricature of the vicious and an insult TO
that God who made them women and not
gorgons, and tramping on down through
frivolous and dissipated life to temporal
and eternal destruction?
woman, with the lightning of your
soul strike dead at your feet all these al.
lurements to dissipation and to fashionl
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such garbage. God calls you up to em.
pire and dominion. VIII you have it!
oh, give to God your heart, give to God
your best energies, give to God all your
culture, give to God all your refinement,
give yourelf to Him for this world and the
next!
Soon all these bright eyes will be
quenched and these voices will be hushed.
For the last time You will look upon this
fair earth. Fathers hand, mothers hand,
sisters hand, child's hand, will be nc
more in yours. 1t will be night. and there
will come up cold wind from the Jordan,
and you must start. Will it be lone
woman on a trackless moor? All, mol
Jesus will come up in that hour and offer
His hand, and He will say, You stood by
Me when you were well, now / will not
desert you when you are sick" One wave
of His hand and the storm will drop; an.
other wave of His hand, and midnight
shall break into midnoon, and another
wave of His hand and the chamberlains OF
God will come down from the treasure
houses of heaven with robes lustrous.
blood washed and heaven glinted, in
which you will array yourself for the mar.
riage supper of the Lamb. And then with
Miriam, who struck the timbrel by the
Red Sea, and with Deborah, who led the
Lords host into the fight, and with Han.
nah, who gave her Samuel to the Lord,
and with Mary, who rocked Jesus to sleep
while there were angels singing in the
air, and with Florence Nightingale, who
bound up the battle wounds of the Cri-
mea, you will from the chalice of God
drink to the souls eternal rescue.
One twilight after l had been playing
with the children for some time l lay
down on the lounge to rest, and, half
asleep and half awake, | seemed to dream
this dream: 1t seemed to me that | was
in a far distant land-not Persia, although
more Oriental luxuriance crowned the
cities; nor the tropics, although more
than tropical fruitfuness filled the gar
dens; nor Italy, although more than Ital-
ian softness filled the air. And / wan
dered around, looking for thorns and net
ties. but / found none of them grew there.
And l walked forth and | saw the sun
rise. and | said, "When will it set again z"
And the sun sank not. And saw all the
people in holiday apparel, and ! said,
when will they, put on workingman' 5
swelter at the forge?" But neither the
garments nor the robes did they put off.
And | wandered in the suburbs and |
said, Where do they bury the dead of
tins great city," And looked along by
the hills where it would be most beauti-
full for the dead to sleep, and saw castles
and towers and battlements, but not a
could l see. And / went into the great
chapel of the town and / said: Where do
the poor worship? Where are the benches
on which they st?" And a voice an
swered, I'VE have no poor in this great
city" And j wandered out. seeking to
find the place where were the novels Of
the destitute, and found mansions of am
Der and. ivory and god, but no tear did /
see or sigh hear.
/ was bewildered, and l sat under the
shadow OF great tree, and / said What
am | and whence comes all this!" And
at that moment there came from among
the, leaves, skipping up the howery paths
and across the sparkling waters, a very
bright and sparkling group, and when /
saw their step knew it, and when heard
their voices | thought knew them, but
their apparel was so different from any-
thing L had ever seen / bowed, a stranger
TO strangers. But after awhile, when
they clapped hands and shouted, "Wel-
come, welcomed" the mystery was solved
and / saw that time had passed and that
eternity. had come and that God had
gathered us up into higher home, and /
said, "Are all here" And the voices of
innumerable generations answered "All
here" And while tears of gladness were
raining down our cheeks and the branches
OF the Lebanon cedars were clappinr their
hands and the towers OF the great CITY
were Ginning their welcome we began to
laugh and sing and leap and shout, Home,