Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1905-10-09

! er, now ulQ ne gOE Your mother said
TO the nurse, NOW, nurse ! think
John is better tonight, but if you need
me just give rap upon the floor and
] will come up" 1t seemed that you
were asleep only a little while when a
commotion in the house made you leap
out of bed. You rushed to your broth
er's room. You saw the breathing be-
coming heavier and heavier At last
the doctor said, He is gone" You
looked at the clock, and you heard it
striking, zone, two three" When did
| your mother die? At noon? In the even
ing twilight, when the flush of the &C.
ting sun was slowly fading away and
its ball Of fire was sinking behind the
western hills? Oh, no. You had been
awake all night worrying about her.
| The last relapse came about o'clock
in the morning. Her life went out with
the Growing of the cock and with the
first glimpse of the dawn. The reason
why most people die in the early hours
of the morning is because the sun has
long been very far away from US. At
that time there is less vitality in the
air Then our physical hold on earthly
life is weakest SO, my friends, as
earth grips us less about 2 or o'clock
in the morning let the Holy Spirit grip
| US closer to Christ. Let these few min
utes in the early morning be to US sa-
| cred moments for communion with
| God. When we awaken don't rebuke
| the Holy Spirit and break the divine
| spell Let US then hear old Eli saying:
The Lord would commune with thee.
Listen, child; listen, listen to the voice
of the Lord"
But the voice of the Lord is heard in
the daylight as we'll as in the darkness,
when we are standing upon our feet as
well as when we are lying upon our
| backs, when we are tramping over the
| hillsides, or sitting by the seashOre, or
watching the mad rush of the whirlpool
rapids of Niagara falls, or when we
are in the presence of the pyrotechnics
of a thunderstorm, or when we watch a
bird build her nest, or the wild flower
lift up it's cheeks to be kissed by the
sunbeams in mountain glen, or when
we hear the ripping Of the brook leap
ing over the rocks to find a bathing
| pool in which the feathered songsters
can take their morning bath. And Of
all places where the voice Of the Lord
can be heard distinctly speaking to US
l believe that voice can best be heard
in the silent places of nature, far
| away from the habitations of man. If
| a human being cannot hear the voice Of
| the Lord in the woods and on the
boundless prairies or from the deck Of
steamer or sailing ship cutting the
waters of the mighty deep, then 1 be-
lieve it is almost impossible for him to
| hear the divine voice speaking under
cathedral tower or from pulpit in the
| village kirk. Yet some people make a
| boast that for them the lips of nature
are absolutely dumb. In it they can
neither hear the love of man nor the
| love of God calling them to the better
and the nobler and the higher life.
| Deaf to Voice of Nature.
Nine. de Stael was the great French
| leader of a Partisan salon She was
| the one woman whom Napoleon I.
| feared more than the marshaled armies
| of any crowned head OF Europe. She
was the brilliant daughter of a famous
| father She was eXiled from Napo-
Icons capital on account of her sway
over the minds of the French people.
Yet she once declared that when the
voice of nature spoke to her it always
spoke to deaf ears. Said she: eff was
in Naples 1 would not care If I never
lifted the curtain Of my room and look
ed out Of my hotel window at the bay
so many people rave about. 1 would
| not go ten feet to see the grandeur and
| the sublimity Of the sun capped Alps.
But would be willing to travel clear
around the world to hear a brilliant
man talk whom had never met be-
fore"
Sad, sad, such testimony as that.
II man Is deaf to the voice Of God call
ing to him in the silent places" of ma
ture he Is deaf to some Of the sweetest
and clearest pleadings of the divine
love. For my own part never see the
wild flowers growing either in valley
or upon mountain height but they call
to me: Friend consider the lilies of
the fields. Christ is weaving for me my
garments. Shall he not clothe his hu-
man children, o We Of little faithY' l
never see a mother bird caring for her
young but she calls to me: Il am a
sparrow. God feeds me. God will feed
YOU" l never stand before a great
natural wonder, like Kilauea or Yosem-
lite or Gothard pass, but over it and
underneath it and all around it myri-
ads of voices are calling from the Isl
lent places of nature as the voice of
the Lord called to Moses out of the
burning bush: Take thy shoes off
| from thy feet, for this is holy ground
| Thou art now in the presence of thy
! Maker l am God. Listen to me and
obey me. 1 am God, who made all
things, the omnipotent and omniscient
| and omnipTesent God. Canst thou not
| trust him who holds the sea in the
| palm of his hand, who can look upon
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