The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1903-06-10

drags us all into a Siberia OF meauncss but
family tipyhed by the degradation oi
those gloomy mines that burrow into The
Asiatic mountains. The opinion OF the
world exiles finest feeling. 1t dungeon.
truest manhood. 1t rivets chain and ball
on our loftest aspirations. II vetops iHde.
pendence. We dare not be free and manly
and genuine. 1t makes our feet last in th'
stocks OF its whims. We are all the while
asking which way the weather.cock points
and we trim. We are diligent in inqGir.
ing how the current sets. and we veer. in.
stead of asking whittier the needle points
and setting our prov to the poe star in
stead of reading the chart and laughing -
scorn the fret and roar OF the bi.!Ows. We
serve Christ. by the worlds permission.
Why should we be so defercntial to the
worlds opinion? ii vou sip, vii the
the fair page OF your life is the world
helnng you to whten 1t; Ii you are sick;
will the word pay physician: ii YOU are
struggling with all the energy that is in
your soul to scale some starry height OF
purity and Of nobility will the world lend
yoT hand? When your path enters tho
valley of the shadow viii the word wall;
beside yoI on that lonely and mystcrior,
way? When your stay here is ended will
the world spend one thought upon vou.
keep iioWers growing on your grave or tear
the lichens from your tombstone? There
i one who loves vOu one who. whenever
you sip has an arm OF love ready TO cateh
you; when YOU fall has messages of hope
ready to whisper IN your ear. lie will
whIten YOUR soul. lie will grid your weak.
ness. lie Will school your ignorance. He
will share your sorrow. He will companion
you as you cross the frontiers OF time He
VIII introduce YOU into an unclouded
eternity beyond. Why care very much fo,
the opinion OF the world in which we arc
"A IN,
row we will be cipher? Why not very
keenly care for one whose love enve.op.
our being as with an atmosphere
Turn the page and read the later story OF
apostolic loyalty. The sequel IS different
IRON the preface. Gail the roll OF that
glorious company OF the apostles and hear
every compass point ring with fidelity 10
Jesus. Read how they sowed the earth
with martyr blood from Abyssinia to In
dia. Begin the chronicle with that tradi.
ton OF Simon Peter, who was led out to
death in the Roman amphthcatrc while
ms wife was crowned with martyrdom
before his eyes, to shake ii possible the
stanch rock of his bedded faith And
while she suffered he called her by name
and addressed her in terms OF most rndear.
ing affection and eXhorted her to remcm.
ber the love Of the blessed Lord and to be
hrm until the very end. His turn came
next. lie had but a single favo. to ask
from God as he stood there in the Old
Roman circus face to face with death. and
that was that he might remain firm for
one more hour. He had but single favor
TO ask from man. and that was that he
might be crucified head downward. rs it
was too great an nonor for one who had
deserted Jesus to suffer in The same way
Jesus did. The whole company of the
apostles went sweeping home to their
Masser in chariots Of fire. They sealed
hntp Al -. al Al.
Since the night of panic they had come to
see Jesus under new aspect. They had
known Him as friend. He had Il place
at their table and a voice in the home talk
He had seat at their firesidcs and
share. in their plans. They had strolled
together up and down the field paths
They had paced side by side through the
CITY streets. He had colored their sym.
pathies, nodded their character, enriched
their lives but the bond of friendship
broke in the hour of trial. They had
known Him as teacher. They had been
fascinated by the crystakclear form of His
statements. They had thrilled to the
searching and subtle touch OF His noun.
tain sermon. They had felt the subtle
charm OF His parallels, but the spell of His
wisdom. did not keep them true on the
night OF His betrayal They had seen Him
as miracle worker. They had beheld
the storm sleep like child at His com.
mand: They had witnessed leprosy con.
verted into purity at His touch. They had
seen the winter of the sepu'cher bloom
into the spring when His sandals touched
the Intel OF the tomb but the power OF
Jesus did not armor them to look upon
the face of fear. But since that hour OF
heart failure they had come TO know Him
as their Saviour. They had seen Jesus die
for them. They had felt the touch Of love
that death could not quench. They had
been beneath the arms of the cross out.
stretched to shelter them. They had caught
the accents of His parting PRAYER, Father,
forgive" They had heard His triumph
shout, "It is finished" As their Re.
deemer Jesus riveted them to Himself with
hooks OF steel.
In this day Of force worship it is timely
to uplift Christ as the vita,izing energy OF
humanity. 1t Is pertinent to emphasize
the deathless power that resides in Chris.
tianlty. 1t Is interesting to watch it soar.
ing like a phoenix from the ashes of .Jerii.
salem, smiting like mailed giant the forces
OF the Graeco- Roman civilization, sweeping
like white-winged angel OF mercy beyond
the Alps and the Rhine, and scattering
glorious benedctlons uDon Scandinavian,
Celt and Saxon: to watch it as it carries
the same beneticent potencies to the dark
continents and hermit nations of our own
time, and blessing with its exhaustless
bounty attic and cellar, avenue and alley
anu PhIior ouu sCnOOTOOTn, ana market
place OF latter day civilization. In this hour
OF culture craze 1t is timely to mark the
unique wisdom OF the Christ and TO note
that through all the ages a train of gifted
minds has brought the treasures of their
life and laid them at the feet OF Him who
was Graded in the Bethlehem manger; to
observe the masters of human thought
bowing with wondering homage before the
sweet and the clarity of Christ's insight:
TO remark how the boldest OF the skeptcs
become deferenta and un:andal when
they gass within the charmed circle of this
singular personality. But when / see one
who dwelt in the light OF the face of God
Fastening down into the shadows and mis-.
cries Of this stricken earth; when behold
Him stripping Himself OF those robes of
divine majesty which He wore before the
world began and appareling Himself with
that sad-hued vesture which we mortals
wear, stained with woe and broidered with
tears; when l behold Him who was the
centre OF angelic alteration, in pathetic
Loneliness, becoming target for the scorn
OF the world, despised and rejected OF all
msn, spurned by bigots in the tribunal of
His people and buffeted by brutes in the
guardroom OF the Roman; when / mark
the bolt OF doom that was whistling in its
flight toward my heart bury itself in the
bosom OF His love, and all this for me, for
me, a sinner, then i am His. Then, IL
ever, the elemental depths OF being are
stirred and loyalty of affection is enkin.
died that knows no swerying.
A woman is never so lonely as when she
knows secret and has no one to tell it to.