The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1902-03-27

to go I'D. but that have Sone down, or
swindle OF your business partner or trick
on tic Fart OF those who are in the same
kind of merchandise that you are, but God
intended to overra.e for your lmmorta,
help Oh yoa say, there Is no need
talking. that way to me- | don't IKE TO pc
cheated and outraged Neither does the
corn like the cora tb-asher, but after 1t
has been thrashcd and winnoTcd 1t has
great deal better opinion oil winnoTlns
mills and corn thrashcrs.
They never cry in heaven because thcy
have nothing to cry about. There are no
tears OF bereavement. Tor you shall nave
yo,r friends all round about yOa. There
are no tears OF po"er,y because each orc
sits at the Kings table and has his own
chariot of salvation and free access to .he
wardrobe where princes get their array.
No tears OF sickness, 1"r there a.a no
pneumonias in the air and 10 ma,arial cy.
haistioas from the rolling i've: Of life and
10 crutch Tor the ,a;ne limb and 10 Sp!i2t
TOR the bro;en arn. hut .hc pu,scS throb.
bin. with the heath o; Tie ctCrEal God in
Il cli.na.e like ou: .i,nc uefo:r .Ec blossoms
fall or our Gors1o:s Octoae- 1ciorc .ic
leaves scatter.
In t,.at and the sos VIII tai: over TIE
different modes OF ihr"s:,n:. Oh. the
atorv OF the sal tha+ s::uc!; the i:tchc1
:.ad tac rod tha, bort The c'rmmn and ihc
iron wheel that N.'Et over tl.c cora, Dan
iei will describe Tie l.ons at.l jonah lrria-
THAN and Paul the cimwoDd whips with
which he was GcoErScd. and k:e wili tell
Row aromatic Eden vas TIE day she !ctt
IL. ard John Eose's viii ;eI OF the s7nait
O: the fame and E,ijat: Gf the fiery team
that wheeled him I'D the sky sleeps and
Christ OF tie num1aess and the paroXysnIs
and hemorrhages OF the awful crucifixica.
There they are before the throne OF Goi
on one elevation all those who wcre
struck Of the rod. on the highest elevation
and amid the kighcs. attitudes of heaven
I'll those who were uader thc wheel. lie
viii not ever be thrashirg ii.
IS there not enough save in this text 10
make plaster large enough to heal all
your wounds? When child is hurt, the
mother is very apt 10 say 10 IL, Nov. 1t
viii soon feel better And that IS what
God says whom Hc enbc>2ms all our t"0u
he in the hush OF this great promise.
Weeping may endure for 4 night, but
joy cometh in the morning Ioa may
leave YOUR pocket handkerchief so9p;ng
vet with tears on your death pillow. hut
you will go UP ABSOLUTELY sorrow.ess. They
Will wear back, yoa will wear white; cy-
prc5s"s for then. PAINS for you. You will
say ~ i possible that am here? Is this
,-re..l. Am | so pure now | will never
do anything wrong? Am l - We! that
will never be sick again: Are these con-.
panionshibs so firm that they viii never
again be broken? Is that Mary? Is ;hat
John? Is that my loved one 1 PIT away
into darkness? Can it Ec that these are
the faces OF those who lay so wan and
cn,aciated in the back room that awEGI
night dying! Oh. how radiant they axe.
Look at them. How radiant thcy arc!
Why, how unlike this place is fro.a what
] thought when l left the world bc,oYr.
Ministers drew pictures OF this laad. but
how tame compared with the reality. Tley
tod me on earth that death was sunset.
Nc, no! 1t is sunrise! Glorious sunrise!
] see the hight now purpiing the hills. and
the clouds fame with the coming day"
Then the gates of heaven will be opened,
and the entranced soul, with the acutere:s
and power of the celestial vision, will loci;
thousands of miles down unon the ban
nered procession, river OF shimmering
sp.endor, and will cry ous, Who arc
they" And the angel of God standing
lose by, will say. DO yoa not know who
they a.'e?" No says the eneraaced soul,
II cannot guess who they are" The angel
are. These are they who came out of great
lbuIdLlOI, VI tilit>.lsi's'. siiI LOcSo
washed and made white in tie b!cod O. the
lcirb."
Would that I could administer sor:e Of
these drops OF celestial aaodyue to these
nervous and excited souls. IF YOU woull
take enough of it. it would cure ail y"Ir
pangs. The thought that you are going to
get through with this after awhile, all this
sorrow and all this trouble.
We shall have great many grand DAYS
in heaven, but l viii tell You which viii be
the grendest day OF all the million ages Of
heaven. You say. Are You sure You can
tell me?' Yes. can. 1t will be the day
We get there. Some say heaven is growing
more glorious. | suppose it is, but [ do
not care much about that. Heaven now Is
good enough for me.
History has no more gratuato:v scene
than the breaking in of the English army
upon Lucknow, India \ few weeks before
a massacre had occurred at CawrDur, and
eco women and children had Eeen put in 4
room. Then five professional butchers Went
in and slew them. Then the bodies OF the
slain were taken out and thrown into a
we'll. As the English army came into
Cawnpur they went into tEe room. AID
Oh what horrid scene!
Sword stl okes on the wall rear the Icar.
showing thai the poor things had croachcd
when they died, and they saw also that tie
floor was ankle deep in blood. The soldiers
walked on their heels across it. lest their
shoes be submerged of the carnage. And
On that floor OF hood there We're flowing
locks of hair and fragments OF dresses.
Out in Lucknow t&ey had heard of the
massacre. and the women were waiting foc
tae same awful death. waiting amid anguish
untold, waiting in pain ard starvation. but
waiting teroicaliy, when. ore day. Have
lock and Out-am and Norman and Sir
David Baird and Peel, the heroes of the
English army-huzza for them!-brokc in
on that horrid scene, and while yet the