Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1902-04-05

rial exhalauons from the rolling river
of life and no crutch for the lame limb
and no spIint for the broken arm. but
the pulses throbbing with the health
of the eternal God IN a climate like
our June before the blossoms fall. or
our gorgeous October before the
leaves scatter.
Is there not enough salve is this
text to make plaster large enough
to heal all your wounds2 When Il
child is hurt. the mother is very apt to
say to it, Now, it will soon feel bet
ter" And that is what God says
when he embosoms all our trouble in
the hush OF this great promise.
Weeping may endure for a night, but
joy cometh in the morning. You may
leave your pocket handkerchief sop
ping wet with tears on your death pill
low, but you viii go up absolutely
sorrowless- They will wear black. you
Will wear white; expresses for them.
palms for you You will say: rs II
possible that I am here? Is this hea-
ven7 Am 1 so pure now 1 viii never
do anything wrong? Am I so well
that I will never again be sick? Are
these companionships so firm that
they will never again be broken2 Is
/ that Mary2 Is that John2 Is that
my loved one l put away into dark
ness2 Can it be that these are the
faces of those who lay so wan and
/ emaciated in the back room that
I awful dying night2 Oh how radiant
/ they are, Look at them, How radi-
ant they are Why, how unlike this
place is from what 1 thought when 1
/ left the world below Ministers drew
/ pictures Of this land but how tame
compared with the reality, They told
me on earth that death was sunset
No, no, 1t is sunrisei Glorious sun
rise, l see the light now purpling
the hills. and the clouds fame with
| the coming day"
Then the gates of heaven viii be
opened, and the entraneed soul, with
the acuteness and power OF the celes-
tial vision, viii look thousands of
miles down upon the hammered process
sion. a river of shimmering splendor.
and will cry out, Who are they2'
And the angel of God. standing close
| by, will say, DO you know who they
| are?" NO says the entranced soul,
I cannot guess who they are" The
angcs viii say L viii tell you, then.
+ .siaSs tzs-= They asS Cley who
came out OF great tribulation or
/ thrashing. and had their robes washed
and made white IN the blood OF the
lamb"
History has no more gratulatory
scene than the breaking in of the Eng
I lish army upon Lucknow. India A
/ few weeks before a massacre had &C.
CURED at Cawnpur, and 26o women
and children had been put in a ROOM
Then FIVE professional butchers went
in and slew them Then the bodies o.
| the slain were taken out and thrown
into we'll As the English army came
I into Cawnpur they went into the
room, and, oh, what horrid scene'
! Sword strokes on the wall near the
floor, showing that the poor things
had crcuehed when they died, and
they saw also that the 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 blood there were flow
ing locks of hair ana fragments OF
dresses.
~Out in Lucknow they had heard OF
the massacre, and the women were
waiting for the same awful death
waiting amid anguish untold, waiting
heroicaIIy when one day. Haveiock
and Outram and Norman and Sir Da-
vid Baird and Peel the heroes of the
broke in on that horrid scene. and
while yet the guns were sounding, and
| while cheers We're issuing from the
starving, dying people on tie one side
and from the travel worn and powder
| blackened soldiers on the other. right
there in front OF the kings palace
there was such a scene of handshak-
| ing and embracing and boisterous JOY
as would utterly confouna the pen o
} the poet and the pencil of the painter
And no wonder when these emaciatel
women who had suffered so heroic
ally for Christ's sake. marched ou
from their Incarceration. one wounded
English soldier got up in his faigu,
and wounds andleaned sgaiI st the wal
and threw his cap up and shouted
Three cheers my boys. for the bray'
: womenr" Yes. that was an exciting
scene. But gladcer and more trium
phant scene viii it be when you COM
| up into heaven from the conflicts ans
| Incarceration of this world, streamin:
| with the wounds OF battle and wal
with hunger, and while the hosts O
!, | GOD are cheering their great hosanni
| YOU will strike hands of congratula
ton and eternal deliverance in tn
| presence of the throne On that nigh
there will De bonfres on every hill O
heaven. and there will be illumination
: in every palace. and there will be
) candle in every window. All, no.