Middletown transcript. [volume] (Middletown, Del.) 1868-current, 1910-03-05

: one Elder Brother, Jesus Christ our Lor
We have one common home, in the pa
ace of worls, with the King of kings an
Lord of lords. This love for one anothe
the eleventh commandment the Decalt
que, makes Us long to meet together herr
and to hope that We may know as We 81
known, beyond the tide of time.
Not long ago, there we're three capsize
in a boat, during great storm. Th
men chung to the boat while the ice froz
over them. Two of them we're youn
men and the third had wife and baby
The two young men we're soon frozen t,
death and sank into the stream. Th,
married man hung to the boat and liveC
through it. He said, Sometimes the ic,
would freeze on his body, and he woulC
say to himself, can't hold on any lon
ger; 1 must 90 down, I will go down. Blu
just as he would think of turning loos'
and going down, be would see the face o.
his wife and hear the voice of his baby
who seemed to say to him, "Hold on
Papal II you let go, will have no paps
in the morning." He said that these
faces at home caused the warm blood tc
rise up and melt the ice off his body. He
was rescued at the break of day, saved
by the faces of loved ones. This longing
love between kindred is only sample oi
the still stronger affection between those
who make part Of the greater family ol
God.
When Mr.. Moody was dying, he ex.
claimed to loved ones at his bedside, as
he awoke from a vision, 81 have seen
Irene and Dwight" speaking of his chill
dren who had recently died. He further
said, "This is Gods call; it is my corona.
sion day. Death is so sweet" Mr.. Moody
held on to the lifeboat in the midst of the
waters Of death, partly because he was in
sight of the faces of his children, who
were beckoning him homeward. In the
struggle on the ocean of life, we often
hear the cry across the waters, "Hold on,
Papal Steer this way; this is the haven
of everlasting blessedness." The wife Of
Little Wolf, an Indian chief, accompanied
him to Paris, where she died. They had
lost four children, and. in answer to her
husbands desire that she might live, she
replied, ''No, no. My four children call
me. see them beside the Great Spirit.
They stretch out their arms to me, and
are astOnished that do not join Them"
Jesus, who came from the realms of
bliss, understood fully about that country
when He said, without qualification, "In
my Fathers house are many mansions;
I 60 to prepare place for you." II will
come again and receive you to myself
that where 1 am, there ys may be also."
Here is the solid rock of hope, the GER
tainty OF future fellowship and recogni-
ton in the great church family of the
Infinite.
The people of the Nile were certain that
there was wheat farther up the Nile
when they saw the chaff Joseph had cast
into the waters. The Christian church
all through the ages, has received great
treasures floating down the river of life.
We know there is a heavenly land rich
with gifts and treasures, as much greater
than we have already received, as wheat
is better than chaff.
When Jacob saw the wagons Joseph
had sent from Egypt, laden with food and
gifts, though long in doubt, be exclaimed,
at is enough; Joseph my son is yet alive;
I will go and see him." When we, in
the dying hour, see, not the wagons, but
the angels, laden with dying blessings,
who have come to bear us away on their
snowy wings, to our immortal home,
where all the loved ones live who once
left US, we often cry out, at is enough;
let me go where saints are going, to the
mansions of the blest, where We shall
never cay goodbye again."
A few years ago, the La Gascoigne, q
French steamer, was eight days overdue.
A short time before, the ocean had en-
quilted the Elbe, with only boatlosd of
passengers saved. A hurricane had re.
Gently passed over the Atlantic. The
Toutonic, saved by almost superhuman
effort, had not seen or heard of the miss
ing La Gascioiogne. There were pale faces
and aching hearts on both continents.
Many believed the steamer was to be
numbered with the City OF Boston and
the steamship President, which were
never heard from. But, at last, at Fire
Island, the telescope revealed ship
slowly imping along. Three hours more
of agonizing suspense, and the glasses
reflected back the name, "La Gascoigne. D."
New York City was electrified with the
glorious news. Flags were unfurled,
bells rang, all the whistles we're blown
from the Battery to Sandy Hook, The
cry goes from lip to lip, 'She's safe, she's
safe r. The round world rejoices with
che friends who gather at the wharf.
She comes up slowly into port. All eyes
are strained to detect familiar faces. At
last, she touches the shore. The gang
plank is out. A little boy, spying bis
father, cries out, "Oh, Papa, we thought
you would never come back" Then she
father grabs wife and child in his arms.
Next, tall man comes down the plank,
toward 3 little woman, waiting, with Low.
ing eyes, on the shore. The last three
steps the man jumped, and gathered the
wife in his arms, while sobbing like
child. They were obliVious of the crowd
who were weeping with them. The next
was woman. As soon as she touched
the shore q half dozen loved ones grab
bed her. One got her head, another her
hand, another her coat, each one kissed
her, and then they kissed each other, and
the thousands on the wharf cheered.
There were hundreds Of other incidents,
just the same. The whole world was
thrilled with joy that morning, making
earth Ike heaven. Indesd, it needs no
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