The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1901-01-26

NAV be responsible for panel Oh tine ooof
or esfved pillar or a glittesins dome;
So we are Gods workmen, and al we
have to do is ia manage our own hammer
or Ak OF trowel until the night comes IN
which no man can work, and when the
work IA ali COMPLETED we will have right
to saw reioicinaly. Thank God, ! was
privileged to help In the rearing. of that
sempisl I had a part IN the work of the
worlds redemption"
Again, we have need of patience under
wrong inflicted, and who. escapes it IN
some form? 1t comes to all people in pro-
fessioiial life in the shape of being misun-
derstood. Because of this, how many peo-
pie fly to newspapers for ain explanation.
You see their card signed by their own
f1atns declaring they did not say this or
did not do that. They fuster and worry,
not realizing that every man comes to be
taken for what he is WORTH and you can
not, by any newspaper puff, be taken for
more than you are worth nor by any news
paper depreciation be put down. There
IL a spirit Of fairness abroad in the world,
and il you are public man you are classi.
fed among the friends OF foes of society.
If you are a friend of society, you will find
plenty of adherents, and if you are the
foe of society you cannot escape reprehen-
sion. Paul, You were right when you said,
not more to the Hebrews than to us, aye
have need of patience" / adopted rule
years ago which has been of great service
to me, and it may be OF some service to
you: Cheerfully consent to be misunder-
stood. God knows whether we are right
or wrong, whether we are trying to serve
Him or damage His cause. When you can
cheerfully consent to be misunderstood,
many of the annoyances and vexations OF
life will quit your heart, and yor will come
into calnier seas than you have ever sailed
on. The most misunderstood being that
ever trod the earth was the glorious Christ.
The world misunderstood His cradle and
concluded that one 80 poorly born could
never be Of much Importance. They
charged Him with inebriety and called
Him q winebibber. The sanhedrin misun-
derstood Him, and when IL was put to
the vote whether He was guilty or not OF
treason He got but one vote, while all the
others voted aye, aye" They misun:.
derstood His cross, and concluded that II
He had divine power He would effect His
own rescue. They. misunderstood His
grave, and declared that His body had
been stolen by infamous resurrectionists.
He so fully consented to be misunder-
stood that, harried and slapped and sub
merged with scorn, He answered not
word. You cannot come up to that, but
you can initiate in some sraall degree the
patience Of Christ.
There are enough present woes In the
world without the perpetual commemora-
ton Of past miseries. If you sing in your
home OF your church, do not always choose
tunes In long meter. Far better to have
your patien,e augmented by the considera-
ton that the misfortunes Of this life must
soon terminate.
This last summer I stood on Sparrow
hill, four miles from Moscow. 1t was the
place where Napoleon stood and looked
upon the city which he was about to cap
ture. His army had been N long marches
and awful fights and fearful exhaustions,
and when they came to Sparrow bill the
shout went up from tens Of thousands Of
voices, Moscow, Moscow" l do not
wonder at the transport. A ridge of hills
sweeps round the city. A river semicir.
eles It with brilliance. Il is a spectacle
that you place In your memory as one q
three or folr most beautiful scenes in all
the earth. Fapoleon's army marched on
II In four divisions, four overwhelming tor
rents Of valor and pomp, down Sparrow
hill and through che beautiful valley and
across the bridges and into the palaces.
which surrendered without one shot Ct
resistance because the avalanche of troops
was irresistible. There Is the room in
which Napoleon slept, and his pillow,
oh, how short his stay! Fires kindled in
all parts of the city simultaneously drove
out that army into the snowstorms under
which 95 900 men persisted. How soon did
triumphal march turn into horrible demo-
lition!
To-day while I speak we come on q high
hill, a glorious hin of Christian anticipa-
ton. These hosts of God have had long
march and fearful battles and defeats have
again and again mingled with the victor
lee, but to-day va come In sight OF the
great city, the capital Of the universe, the
residence of the King and the home OF
those who are to reign with Him tor ever
and ever. Look at the towers and hear
them ring with eternal jubilee.
Look at the house Of many mansions,
where many of our loved ones are; Be,
hold the streets Of FURNISHED gold and
hear the rumble Of the chariots OF those
who are more than conquerors. 20 far
gates are wide open for our entrance. We
are marching on and marching on, and our
every step brings rs nearer to the city.
At what h.. we shall enter we have nc
power to foretell, but once enlisted amid
the blood washed host our entrance Is Ger
tain. It may be in the bright MONDAY OF
the dark midnight. 1t may be when the
air is laden with springtime fragrance OF
chilled with falling SHOWS. But enter VIC
must and enter we will through the grace
offered us as the chief of sinners. Higher
hills than any have spoken of will guard
that city. More radiant waterr than
saw in the Russian valley will pour through
that great metropolis. No raging confia
grafton shall drive us forth, for the only
fires kindled in that city will be the fire.
| of splendor that shall ever hoist ant
never die. Reaching that shining gate
| parting. There will be an eternal farewell
but no sadness in the utterance. Their
and there we will part with one of thu
best friends we ever had. No place fol
her in heaven, for she needs no heaven
While love and joy and other graces entel
heaven, she will stay out. Patience, beau
tiful Patience, long-suffering Patience, vii
at that gate say: Goodbye. helped yo'
In the battle of life, but now that you hav
gained the triumph you need me no more
| bound up your wounds, but now the
are all healed. soothed your bereave
ments, but you pass now into the reun
| ions of heaven. / can do no more for You
and there is nothing for me to do in cit
where there are no burdens to carry
| Goodbye. / go back into the wor fror
| which you came up to resume my tou
among the hospitals and sick rooms an
bereft households and almshouses. TIL
cry of the worlds sorrow reaches my ear
and l must descend. Up and down tina
poor suffering world will go to assuap
and comfort and sustain until the worl
itself expires and on all its mountains an
in all its valleys and on all its plains thel