Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-08-03
JUST WAITING.
I'D. B. Harris in the Missouri Valley
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On Wednesday, July 81, 1909, we
reached our 8Sth milepost in the jour-
ney of life. Our work, such as it has
been. is fast drawing to a close We are
growing old. Just waiting for the boat
to ferry us over the mystic river of life
into that far off country from which no
traveller ever returns, and come when
the call may, we can have but few re-
grets. We have already outlived the
allotted life of three score years and ten
for man. Our journey has brough.
many sorrows, yet we have been per-
mitted to gather along the journey
many happy memories of joy and
pleasure, and were 1t not for leaving
near the final cali without regret, and
yet we have the faith of happy meet
ing over yonder.
You may ask US where. and we an
swer: We do not know We talk of
heaven, but where heaven is. or how
we are to reach it, we do not know We
say going to ascend or descend, but
these terms do not inform us how,
when or where; but that we are des-
tined to live in the future is certain.
Jesus said to his apostles: "Is go to
prepare place for You, that where
am there shall you be also" If we are
permitted to go to the same place the
savior goes, we will be happy in the
world to come. In the vast universe of
God there will be found room for all
true believers in his son, yet where.
when and how we do not know
We have lived long time, and to
give an idea on time we may say We
have lived under the administration
of every president of the United States
except the first five. That fact makes
our government look young or us old,
or perhaps both. We have seen this
government grow from weak nation
to one of great power and wealth, hon
ored by all nations of the world; have
seen it emerge from the old lumber
wagon to the magnificent steam car,
the old sail ship give way to the steam
ship. the stage coach to the automobile.
and if permitted to remain few years
longer will see travel by the airship;
we have seen the farmer advance from
the hoe and the shovel pillow. the scythe
and the cradle, to the cultivator the
mower and the reaper. Farming is now
y
We write by machinery, talk by light
ming and sing by photograph, and we
have seen the old Washington hand
press change to the steam press: in
fact, this is a new world, and men born
eighty years ago have outlived their
surroundings. What the next eighty
years may have in store for the people
none are so wise as to be able to tell.
There will be other mighty changes
made in all the departmnts of science
and industry as the world is just be-
ginning to awake in discoveries, but
we will have been gathered to our faith
ers and our name be forgotten, or, If
remembered, as a dream; our old tired
body will have moldered away and will
have Joined its kindred dust, and the
people. when in our cemetery, or read
ing the inscription of the tombs, and
on reading ours on the marble slab will
say: who was D. NJ. Harris?"
Ye Observation-Disclosures
Yes, we are all passing away. The
young may die, but the old must pass
away, so we will just wait for few
years more; but when the call comes, be
it soon or late, we hope to be ready to
go to meet our loved ones who have
gone on before, to be over there where it
it everlasting day Until then, let US
wait.