Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1902-07-07

And today perhaps by my repeating
those lines some one here may be con-
verified by them.
My father once told of a chain Of In
fuence more wonderful to hear even
than the story of Dr.. Valpy as show
ing the results of gospel seed planting.
He started with poor woman giving
simple gospel tract to a passerby.
That tract brought this young man to
Christ. This young man wrote book.
That book was blessed of the Holy
Spirit and brought thousands upon
thousands into the kingdom, among
others Richard Baxter, who wrote
Saints Rest" That book in turn
brought thousands upon thousands
into the kingdom of God. Among other
converts We're this man, that man and
the other man who in turn all wrote
books which had blessed results. So
there was developed a harvest of thou
sands of souls, all the direct results of
one simple seed planting, the result of
one poor unknown woman giving a
gospel tract to young man who was
passing by. SO the results of the good
never die as long as this old world
lasts.
The Eternal Harvest Home.
But the most precious sheaf garnered
by the Christian sower and reaper is
the joyful realization that all the har-
vests which result from all the differ
ent Christian paintings shall be gath
cred at last into the granaries of heav-
en-. 1t matters not how many immor-
tai men and women and children may
be saved, nor whether they are rich or
| poor, black or white, Jew or gentle,
| Protestant or Catholic, they shall all
| find room for themselves in heaven.
| All who will accept Christ and throw
! themselves upon his pardon and love
can come. The soWer of the gospel
seed might hesitate to cast the bread
of life upon the troubled sea of sin
if he thought the gospel invitation was
to be in any way circumscribed. But
it is not. The invitation is so wide
that it takes in all who are ready to
be cleansed of sin. The invitation is
SO wide that the welcome comes from
every direction. "The Spirit and the
bride say, Come. And let him that
heareth say come. And let him that
is athirst come. And whatsoever will
let him take the water of life freely"
That surely Is broad enough invita-
ton for all.
And what q harvest home that will
be when all the gospel sheaves shall
be gathered into the granaries of
heaven! The rejoicing will be every
where. Some of us have seen the noted
picture of the painter Seifert, called
1.-THE Harvesters' Return" We have
seen there the joyful looks upon the
faces of the men and the women who
have been working in the fields Per-
haps we ourselves have lived in the
country. We have shared in the joy
of the laborers when the last sheaf of
wheat has been taken to the thrashing
floors, but the joy of the earthly har-
vest home is as nothing compared to
the heavenly joy when all the gospel
sheaves shall be gathered into the
heavenly granaries. Fathers and moth
ers and children, they will all be there
Brothers and sisters, they shall be
there. Husbands and wives, friends
and loved ones, they shall be there.
From the north, the east the south and
the west of the heavenly lands will be
heard the cry: Harvest home, harvest
home, harvest home! This is the eter-
nal harvest homer
Sad to his toll he goes,
His seed with weeping leaves,
But he shall come at twilight's close
And bring his golden sheaves.
Now, as the gospel sower who casts
his bread upon the waters shall reap
such glorious harvests, shall we not
redouble our energies and plant as
many good seeds as we can for Christ
Shall we not do as much good as we
can in the few years that remain for
us? Shall we not thank God that he
has given to us an opportunity to
work and to live for him? Shall we
not find our joy and reward in sowing
and in scattering our gospel seed over
the field of sin, in scattering our good
deeds over the great troubled sea of
humanity?
To show what rewards can come
from casting the seeds abroad the sto.
| ~ 10 tOlu tudI Tic ldI east Il ldIu6I
lay dying. He called to his bedside
his five boys and told them that he had
nothing to leave them but his farm
but that in the fields of that farm was
buried a very rich treasure, and if they
wanted to become rich they should &C
and dig the fields until they found it
So after the father was buried the five
boys took their spades and picks and
plows and went to work. They dug
the fields up far and near; they dug
them very deep; they dug them over
and over again, but they could not FIND
the treasure. AS they had dug the
fields so deep, the boys decided to plant
them. Then, when the harvests came
and were gathered and sold and the
money filled the family treasury, the
boys began to think. They said tt