The leader., 1903-11-04
The Incense Of Modern Times.

The Incense Of Modern Times.
We are so busy and absorbed in
this work-a day world, with the
practical and material affairs per-
tanning to the wherewith we shall
be clothed or fed, that we scarcely
pause to catch the fragrance of a
beautiful word or deed, much less
to offer a flower along the way to
a fellow traveller. But, whether
we take knowledge of them or not,
there are deeds and words of this
present time that thrill and pulsate
with power, as truly as in the
olden days when the incense
poured at the feet of Mary's Lord
filled all the place where they
we're sitting;' and that lives yet
to tell the neyer-ending influence
of sacrificial deed.
1t was the s3rd birthday of one
of Gods saints in Brookhaven.
She arose on the anniversary of
her natal day with a chiid's faith
in her planning; and, with pure
and undefiled religion" in her
heart, she resolved to, consecrate
the day to the Lords service.
She dressed herself with care;
and, with the leisure she felt was
hers on this far-off birthday, SO
years distant from the beginning
of her physical being, sheventured
forth in the bright sunshine, that
reminded her of Gods love shed
abroad in the hearts of His people.
But her thoughts were not con-
fined to them that day. She had
taken knowledge of some little
''shorn lambs" that had been
gathered into a Christian fold, and
that needed just such helping
hands as she was ready to hold out
to them.
Her feet had not grown weary
with long travel, and her spiritual
eyes were bright AS the days
Of a tree, are the days of my peo-
pie and mine elect shall long enjoy
the work of their hands," She
had peace" with her length of
days and her ''hoary head was a
crown of glory" because it was
"in the way Of righteousness"
And so it happened that when
her self-appoiEted or God-ap-
pointed mission was fulfilled and
the beautiful feet' turned home
ward, purse of $500 was in the
willing hands; and when at the
meeting of good women, who had
been planning and praying that
the orphans wants be supplied,
the good saint arose and made the
little speech" she had formed fo1
the occasion with the fruit
brought forth in old age" &C
cording to Gods promise, younger
hearts caught the inspiration, and
the Spirit of God came nigh unto
his people and rested there, while
the little shorn lambs miles away
must have nestled more securely
in their strange fold, like babes
whose mothers are near to hear
their cry.
And the mothers of h c
'lambs?" If there be tears in
Heaven, the sainted ones who by
Gods will had left their nurslings
here, must have wept for vely
Joy that the Father of the father
less had put it into the minds Of
his hand maidens to care for these
little ones, dependent upon the
mercy of hands and hearts that
however tender, can never yet
supply the love of father or Of
mother.
Mrs. N. Vance, for she it is.
who is the heroine of the above
story, is still among us actively
engaged in the furtherance of al
good causes. While she yet lives
we would express our gratitude
for life like hers. May her ex
ample of devotion and conservation
to service be emulated; and may
the various orphans homes of the
State be remembered this Thanks
giving month with offerings full
and free.