Milford chronicle., 1903-10-02

Walking with Christ.
If the path which you first Travelled
to Sunday school was along the side
walk Of a city, then in all probability
you walked. You walked by the side
of your father or mother. because you
were the youngest. Then your new
shoes would squeak at every step
Those shoes kept new for a long while
because you were only allowed to wear
them on Sunday. But as you rode or
walked to that Sunday school and to
your first church services a great
change came over your family party.
One Of your sisters or brothers left
your side and went up to the church al
tar. One by one they there gave their
hearts to Christ and publicly confessed
him at the communion table. After
awhile your turn came You can see
yourself now as you came before the
church session. You remember how
the old minister wiped his glasses. He
put his hand upon your shoulder and
said: my boy. why do you want to
join the church? Do you love Jesus?
Will you promise to live for him and
give your life to his service" Then
you remember the great big lump that
stuck in your throat You remember
how between your sobs you said: The
reason | want to be a Christian Is be-
cause my father and mother and broth
ers and sisters are all Christians.
want their Saviour to be mine. AS we
have a united fumily here | want an
unbroken family circle in heaven"
Aged. gray haired man. that was q
beautiful path over which you went to
church for the first time. That was a
holy drive you took on the morning
you went to take your first communion.
You did not speak much that morning.
but your thoughts were very deep and
very high. They were as deep as your
sins. as high and as great as the
OF God. Oh. why have
you not always kept walking in that
path? Christ walked with you there
ready to lead you back to that path
and walk with you there now. VIII
you seek the old path-the path over
which you went for the first time to
the communion table Of the Lord?
Highway of Blossoms.
There is still another path which You
)nce trod. This path is fragrant with /
blossoms. Like the tabled trees Of old. /
the heavy branches which line il are /
alden with silver bells. 1t is the path |
which once led up TO your marriage al
.ar. II Is the path over which the fall
IN rice is strewn and where the merry
laughter Of the bridesmaids is trying
o drown the joyful salutations Of the
chimes The blossoms which
inc this pathway are orange blossoms.
The silver bells are those which
,nce played Mendelssohn's wedding
March" Where did that path which
'nded at the marriage altar first lead
'ou? oh" you answer. 1T led me
irst among the brlers and over the
stony grounds My cOurtship days
we're not all sunshine. For long time
did not know whether ! could win
he hand Of my heart love. In the first
'lace, ! was net socially her equal.
Then was penniless and had nothing
o offer but my two hands and a will
ng heart. Then my life was not what
I ought to have been. But she had
aith in me. promised her to reform.
went to church with her. gave up
and l promised her | would
urrender my heart to Christ And. do
ou know. the night she gave herself
o me she made me kneel with her and
ve both made prayer that God would
ear and help me keep my VOWS" All,
es. my brother. know Just how you
eel when you think Of that old path
rhich led up to your marriage altar!
When you took the trembling hand OF
hat young girl in yours you truly felt
hat you wanted to be good. You