The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1904-04-13


Just one star beam to tell me that beyond
the cloud and darkness are the many man
slons OF an eternal home. that wonder
waits a fathers welcome to love. and light
and Joy ineifable? Most majestic are the
achievements of intellect
Greek tragedy tells us how King Edpus
at the close of life heard a cry--a strange
weird. imperious summons. far off, yet
near, in some distant world, yet close at
hand: a voice that drew like gravitation
80 does every man, in virtue OF that royal
nature which allies him with heavens
throne, hear at times lust such y cry re.
sounding from some distant sphere. even
from that spirit realm which is his true
fatherland, yet near, within his very soul,
that beckons him to his highest destiny.
Oh, soul OF man, awake, awake, shake
of the chains Of spiritual siumber and
s!oth. Escape the earthbound life Heav-
en-born and hcayen.asplrng, live for Cody
The Hindoo palace echoed with that cry,
and Buddha swept out to brood in the vii.
derness depths over its mysterious mean.
ing. Those accents hoated over the land
Of Pallas Athene, and in academy and por-
tico there gathered groups OF thinkers that
sought to follow its leading as the wise
men followed the Orient star. Every
dweller in Christian lands hears that cry
more plainly. 1t is borne to him in the
quiet peacefulncss of the Sabbath that
whispers to his toil-worn spirit of that rest
that remaineth when the toll of this work.
aday world is done. 1t comes to him from
the open church door that tells him of a
home shelter for his storm-beaten soul. 1t
speaks to him from the Scripture, where it
syliabl 5 the splendors OF the Christ and
declares that such is the glorious image
which God has planned to reproduce in
him now sullied and sickened with sin.
But where, in all the ages. is the man that
glrding himself ct this signal call has won
in the race for holiness? Are We not some.
times glad that thoughts are not audible
that motives are not visible? that we are
not breastpated with transparent glass,
through which the workings of the inner
life might lie open to the curious eye?
Are we not glad that it is sometimes a
function of language to conceal, as well as
to convey thought? If our struggles after
holiness be as honest hearted as that of
the old pagan seekers alter God, we will
unhesitatingly echo their sad avOwaI,
voiced by one of that hgh.souled but dis.
couraged company, Il approve the better
courses, but ! follow the worst" And If
our own hearts, sn.darkened and sin.
warped, condemn us, how can we meet the
scrutiny of Him who is greater than our
hearts and knoweth all things?
'If thou contendest with the footmen,
and they weary thee, how canst thou con.
method by which this problem of the He.
brew prophet can be wrought out to an
encouraging solution. Let its terms i've in.
verted. Read the formula backward. II
the horsemen could be conquered first, who
would waste thought upon footmen? Ii
we could meet the might!est foes and over.
ride them there would Oe little difficulty
in outmatching lesser needs. If we could
run with horses and outrun them, we
should shake the dust OF a sandaed scorn
in the face of the footmen Such a solu.
ton Is limited at in scripture. Turn the
Bible page. Put the apostle against the
prophet. Reply to the challenge of .Iere
miah with the triumph shout of Paul.
/ can make money IN the market place,
/ can obtain pleasure in the playhouse;
can win culture in the school room. But
the remission OF my sins can secure only
upon Calvary. Christ is the solitary Sa.
vlour.
When the sin want is appeased all want
is met When this is righted all is right.
With the regal robes OF righteousness go
the sceptre of power and the diadem oi
.)eace. Bring the matter to test OF
personal experience and see II 1t Is not so,
and imagine that every one IN this assem-
bly, was a Christian; that each one of us
began the weeks work as a saved soul
You go forth tomorrow morning, your
heart aglow with a brighter sp.endor than
the glory-bath with which sunrise foods
the earth. The, light of the knowledge OF
the glory Of God as it shines in the face OF
Christ" You 90 downtown, l. ot knowing
what the hours may be bringing to meet
you. Every footstep carries you into
realm untrodden. Every c,ock.tick swings
YOU into a mysterious future. But YOU
know some things now. You know that
Jesus died for you; that God loves you;
that, as far as the setting OF the sun Is
from the rising, so far has your sin beer
carried away from you. Ioh begins. Jesus
worked. Trial approaches Jesus sui
fered. Your truest words are twisted,
your noblest acts are misinterpreted, for
your manifest endeayors mean motives are
suggested. Jesus drank the same bitter
cup. He who told Capernaum fisher toit
to launch out and cast net calls you To
take up the pen or the plane Or the yard
stick or the needle or the loom, lie who
said to Peter Feed NV lambs mas said to
you sit by the cradle-sde and do nurs'
cry work" He who sald 10 Matthew
Take up the cross and follow Me has
said to you: Come after Me into the lone.
ly pavilion OF pain, Keep midnight vigil
with Me IN the shadowed paths OF Geth-
semane." Evenlng-tlde draws on. Home
shelter beckons to rest. FIresldc reunions,
with their heart deep satisiactions, whisper
10 you of another home that waits beyond
i5hed faces stir your heart with the glor-
ious certainty that the Saviour Is placing
chair for you where the home circle IL
forming, never 10 be broken. SO lie OF
work resolves itself into life OF worship.
So the days, with ever quickenlng step,
shall hasten by. So the night time shall
draw on apace And the lengthening OF
the shadows and the waning OF the light
shall bring to your Chrlst.enrlched nature
the message which LIES setting sun
flashed into the hear, OF an old nursemaid,
who, becoming blind and deaf, said:
You're worrying about me, dear. There
is no need of that. | am happy as a little
child. ] sometimes think am just a little
child whom the Lord Is hushlng to my
long sleep, for when ! was nurse girl my
mistress always told me: Speak very soft
and low and darken the room so the little
ones may 90 TO sleep, and now the noises
are hushed and st,ll TO me and the bonny
earth seems dim and dark, and | know it
Is my Father lulling me away to my long
sleep
When General Grant reviewed the Brit.
ish troops in India he was asked what
feature OF the spectacle made the most
impression upon him. His reply Is signifi-
cant. He did not refer TO the superb dis
cipllnc OF the men or TO the glitter OF their
military equipment. He simply said:
Those fellows march with the swing of
victory" Amid the sin and ignorance and
the sorrow that thrOngs thickly along the
way oi life, that soul marches with the
swing OF victory which Is Christ saved,
Christ schooled, Christ satisfied