Newport weekly independent., 1902-02-21

wings of ascension as he eAclailns: 1T have fought the good fight have finished my course! l have kept the faith!'
 Hugh McKail went to one side of the scaffold of martyrdom and cried: Farewell sun, moon and stars! Farewell all earthly delights!" then went to the other side of the scaf- fold and cried: Welcome, God and Fatherl Welcome, sweet Jesus Christ, the Mediator of the covenant! Welcome, death! Welcome, glory!" A minister of Christ in Philadelphia, dying, said in his last moments: "I move into the light!" They did not go down doubting and fearing and shivering, but their battlecry rang through all the caverns of the sepul- the thrones of heaven:. 70 death, where is. thy sting? o grave, where is thy victory?"
 I saw beautiful being wandering up and down the earth. She touched the aged, and they became young; she touched the poor, and they be- came rich. I said: 'Who is this beautiful being wandering up and down the earth?" They told me that her name was Death. What strange thrill of joy when the palsied Chris tian begins to use his arm again, when the blind Christian begins to see again, when the deaf Christian begins to hear again, when the poor pilgrim puts his feet on such pave ment and joins in such company and has free seat in such great tenn pie! Hungry men no more to hunger, thirsty men no more to thirst, weep ing men no more to weep, dying men no more to die. Gather up all sweet words, all jubilant expressions, all rapturous exclamations; bring them to me, and I will pour upon them this stupendous theme of the souls disen- thrallment! Oh, the joy of the spirit as it shall mount up toward the throne of God, shouting: Free! Free!" Your eye has gazed upon the garniture of earth and heaven, but eye hath not seen it; your ear has caught harmonies uncounted and in- describable-caught them from harp's trill and birds carol and waterfalls dash and oceans doxologY-but ear hath not heard it. How did those blessed ones get up into the light? What hammer knocked off their chains? Who gave them wings? An, eternity is not long enough to tell it, seraphim have not capacity enough to realize 1.-the marvels of redeem ing love! Let the palms wave; let the crowns glitter; let the anthems ascend; let the trees of Lebanon clap their hands-they cannot tell the half of it. Archangel before the throne, thou failest! Sing on, praise on, ye hosts of the glorifed, and if with your scepters you cannot reach it and with your songs you cannot express it then let all the myriads of the saved unite in the exclamation: "Je- sus Jesus. Jesus!"
 There will be a password at the gate of heaven. A great multitude come up and knock at the gate. The gatekeeper says, "The password" :" They say: We have no password. We were great on earth, and now we come up to be great in heaven" A voice from within answers, ''I never knew you" Another group come I'D to the gate of heaven and knock. The gatekeeper says, The pass word." They say: We have no Not T noble things on earth We endowed colleges and took care of the poor" The voice from within says, ''I never knew you" Another group come up to the gate of heaven and knock. The gateleeper says, 'The pass word.' They answer: ''We were wanderers from God and deserve to die, but we heard the voice of Jesus" Aye, aye" says the gatekeeper, "that is the password! Lift up your heads. ye everlasting gates, and let these people come in" They go in and surround the throne, jubilant forever!
 An, do you wonder that the last hours of the Christian on earth are illuminate sSby thoughts on the com ing glory? Light in the evening. The medicines may be bitter. The pain may be sharp. The parting may be heartrending. Yet light in the evening. As all the stars of the night sink their anchors of pearl in lake and river and sea so the waves of Jordan shall be illuminated with the down flashing of the glory to