Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1906-12-31

Sermon
BY Rev.
Frank De Witt Talmaee, q. D.


fiocking back from seashore and noun
tain, shows us that home has its own
peculiar blessings, which are never |
better appreciated than on return after
absence. The text is Ephesians V, 90
Giving thanks always for all things
unto God"
Some people are weeping Jere-
miahs" They are always seeing ON
inous visions and dreaming portentous |
dreams and prophesying evil. Their
prophecies are never like the chirps |
of the red breasted robins, harbingers
of the spring. They are like the au-
tumnal frosts, forerunners of winters
storms They prophesy pains and mis-
cries and wars and massacres and
tomahawks and tortures at the stake,
amid chorus OF blood curdling ye!ls
and Indian whoops. They are not Ss.e
the ancient astrologers, who used to
foretell u glorious career for the new
born babe from the relative position
of the stars of the solar system how
the babes nativity. They never see
s.e,lar letters of gold. They only see
eclipses and tornadoes and absence of
all Light. IN the black pages of the
might they read the histories of the
troubles that are past ana the forecasts
of the troubles that are to come.
These pessimists are always droning
a To
tory of their blessings. They are never
happy for what they have. They are
always dwelling on the things which
they have not and which they would
like to have. These modern pessimists
are like the farmer who when it rains
grumbes and says: This rain is kill
ing my corn. Corn needs sunshine"
And when the sun shines then he com
plains that the drought is killing his
hay. Grass" he says, needs rain,
not sunshine" These pessimists are
always grumbling always complain
ing Every Monday is for them a blue
Monday and every Sunday a blue sun
day. They grumble in the morning
. They grumble ut night. They grumble
all the time. They think they live in
the poorest country, surrounded by the
meanest people. at the most unfortu-
nate of all times. The country is for
them always rushing toward hopeless
smashup. They are never happy I'M
less they are miserable. If they ever
reach heaven, unless their natures are
completely changed before they get
there, they will complain about the
architecture of the white mansions and
complain about the glare of the streets
of gold and complain about the weak.
ness Of the gates of pearl and complain
about the style of the celestial music
These pessimists were not born under
"a lucky star" They We're born. nc
cording to the teaching of ancient as
trology, amid the absence of all light
unless that light was the flashing ligh'
of the lightnings. These pessimists &c
rive the motive of their music from tn,
growlings of a tempest and not from
the notes Of a sweet throated, happ,
nightingale.
The Chronic GTumhIer.
Paul, in the words OF my text hurl
his anathema against the chroni
grumblers. He bids us look upon til
bright side and not the dark side {
life. We should find a sweet necta
in every flower and a blessing in ever
moment. We should be like be
gathering honey and not like a was
thrusting a sting. We should ha1
that beautiful spirit of contentmel
and thankfulness to God as had q
aged octogenarian. Some one said
him, "Grandpa, when is the happie
time Of life?" He answered: "Wht
spring comes and under the influen,
of the gentle warmth of the atmo
phere the buds commence to turn in
flowers / think to myself, oh, what
beautiful season is spring. The
when summer comes and covers t
trees with thick foliage, when the bir
are so happy in singing their pref
songs, / say to myself, oh, summer
fine thingr Then when autun
comes and / see the same trees load
with the most tempting fruits, | C
out, 'Oh, how magnificent is autumn
And finally, when the rude, hard w
ter makes it's appearance and the
are neither leaves nor fruits on t
trees, then through their naked branch
j look upward and perceive better tn
i could ever do before the stars IL
glitter in the sky" Aye, like the az
Christian and like Paul of my tie
amid all things we should learn to g
thanks unto God.
Give thanks unto God for all thin
Yes, we ought to be ready to do th
But in order to bring our spiritual |
son a little nearer home let us ma
an inventory of some of the blessil
which naturally have come to those
us who have just returned home fl
our summer vacations. Many of
during the past summer have b,
away to the mountains or down to
seashore, seeking rest and physi
and mental strength and recreati
We are now back to the old treadm
OF city life. Some of us when boa
ing the train for home did so wit