Durango semi-weekly herald., 1906-12-03

debts; some or them have tnaugur
ated new enterprises; and. when We
turn from ourselves to the churchat
large a like condition prevails. Our
beloved Presbyterian church added
1900 more names to her roll last
year than the previous. and there was
a corresponding growth In all OF the
principal denominations. God has
blessed us through the riches OF glory
In Christ Jesus.
4. We have found a cure for some
Of our national ills.
President Roosevelt has been dig.
ging into the trusts. The discovery
of illegitimate methods In them has
| aroused the people. Proceedings have
been instituted against some of them.
Some of them have been found guilty;
some OF them have been punished;
and the Investigations are being con-
tinued Publicity has awakened an
rrepressible determination to regu-
late them. Lyman Abbott says in the
last number of The Outlook that, in
looking over the recent Elections
throughout the different states, the
elearest point in them is that the peo-
pie have risen up against bossism,
machine politics and corporasc wealth
regardless of partisanship; sand the
eminent writer might have added that
the uprising has had divine origin.
The Romans used to say: ''yox pop
iii; vox Del" /. e., the voice of the
people is the voice of God. And the
Did adage is still an expression OF
the truth. Civil cleaning-ups are al.
ways due to the inspiration of the
spirit of God.
So let us remember these things
We have at least four reasons to be
thankful today. The first has to do
With the cure of physical Ills. the
second has to do with the cnre OF So
alal Ills; the third has to do with the
cure Of ecclesiastical ills. the fourth
has to do with the cure OF national
ills; so, like the leper. let us give
glory to God. Duty calls upon us to
10 so. Obligation well performed is
the basis of peaceful mind,
Ponder the thought for q moment.
Doubtless your joy Is intermingled
with sorrow. Perhaps you are facing
a chilly east wind which fills the air
with dust: perhaps you are troubled |
With doubts. and, though you have
been broken with the old crowd like
the healed leper, you have not gotten
into the new. and hold halfway
place today; but though this may be
true, you should give glory to God.
10 you ask: For what?" For what
Well, though none may be able to
answer that. every one Bnows that
there are mercies in your life which
you should acknowledge. and must
acknowledge to attain u any degree
Of satisfaction. Nothing s,Aaye the
present thanksgiving predicts future
happiness.
Irving Bachelor tells an incident
10 the point here in his novel called
Darrell of the Blessed Isles" The
story is about as follows: A dust
bedraggled traveller appeared at the
gate of heaven. st. Peter said to
him: "Sir. what is in your heart?'
His response was this: "A long rec
ord of suffering. and the wish that
you will now give me happiness"
Thereupon the apostle replied. Sir.
we have none of that here to spare,
Heaven has no happiness except that
which is brought here by people. You
would not want to take that from
others to which You make no contri-
button. Nay; go back and learn to
find pleasure in your toll. God gives
ample counsel to enable You to bear
your burdens with gladness, and.
though there is no happiness here for
YOU under present condition, come
back with your heart overflowing
with gratitude, and you shall have all
the joys of Paradise.
So the first thing for you to do to-
day is to begin to bear your cross
through faith in God. That Is the key
to all the happiness possible to you
In life. Did you ever see any OF the
songs which free-thinkers open their
assemblies with? Well, the best Of
them are characterized by an easy-go-
as-you-please sentiment. Infidelity
sounds none OF the deeper notes OF
the heart But the songs sung around
the mourners' bench at the old-time
camp-meetings touched its tenderest
cords. Orthodoxy has inspired the
best music In the world. Some OF the
noblest songs known 10 man have
come down from the Pilgrim Fathers.
These
Shook the depths OF the deserts
gloom
with their hymns OF lofty cheer.
Amid the storm they sang,
And the stars heard. and the sea!
And the sounding aisles OF the dim
woods rang
To the anthem OF the free"