The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1918-08-12

no age At which a man or woman may
wholly retire-cnly a partial cessation
rom our labors is permitted during
this life, as intimated BY the evelator
in describing the blessedness OF The
dead who die In the Lord. from hence.
ioIth they may rest from their labors.'
When fine woman Of advanced age
took up the pursuit Of a difficult art
study, a friend said 20 her. But YOU
may not live 20 accomplish much in
this line Her face lighted ID as She
replied, Then shall finish IL in
Heaven"
The Aged BLESSING.
a tavorite poet has said that This
world would be a drcarv place we're
there no little children In il. Permit
me 10 add that this world would be.
70 me, much less interesting place
than 10 is were there no older people
in It. ] count 70 a blessed privilege
10 be permitted 20 number among my
friends many who are grown old In
years, whose lives have been an m.
spiration TO me.
We have changed our minds abou,
chloroiorminC the aged. and have lonr
since ceased 20 sing They are old and
only in the way" / think IL mus.
have been many, many years ago when
the child overheard papa and mamma
planning 20 send grandpa over The
hill 10 the poor house; and when Dc
asked why this must be- done. W..
told that when he grew older he would
understand hTe child replied. cd.
suppose I shall must. for If YOU send
your papa over there. I'll have 10 send
you over when ! grow up
Old Age Beautiful.
Cd age, TO me. Is extremely beauti
ful, eloquent Il is the whest ripcu.
ing unto the harvest And when. as
! recently conducted the funeral Of
dear old saint saw an imitation sheat
Of wheat on the Casket. | remarked
that while the floNars Ia profusion
spoke eloquently OF the high esteem
in which the deceased was held. yet
the sheaf OF wheat beautifully Illus.
trated the long life OF usefulness. now
garnered into the harvest Of our Lord
Life Not All Sunshine.
In a retrospective view today. You
will recall that not all Of life has been
Many dark shadows have
crossed your pathway, ! know. for
your lot is the common fate Of all. I
into each life some rain must fall
Some DAYS be dark and drcary" This
seems 10 ne Gods wise plan 20 make
MS appreciate the sunshine. Rev. W .
T. Moore. a pioneer in the Reforma
ton writes, on his ciChtyfifth birth. .
day How calm and beautiful comes /
on the Silly hour when storms are I
gone" We must not forget that "our
light Affections are but for a mo. !
ment, and work out for us a far more |
exceeding and eternal weight OF
glory" The struggle is by the way OF
the cross. bur the erd is the crown
Of victory"
Il is the remembrance OF a long.
nseful life, the evergrowing assurance
Of sins wholly forgiven through the
efficacy OF the blood which through
good and faithful servant, enter
through into the joys OF thy Lord,
that make old age serene, lovely and
delightful Why should not growing
old cause a christian 10 be cheerful.
hopeful and even useful, for every day.
every month and every year brings
him nearer the final goal to the time
Of translation, TRANSPORTATION and
The beauty Of spring. the splendor
IRE gone but winter which strips the
leaves from around us makes us see
he distant regions they formerly con.
,ealed; so does cid age rob US OF some
only to enlarge the pros
Dect or eternity before US. LIES sun.
set sometimes inexpressly beautiful
As We admire the beauties Of sun
set we realize it would be ineXpressi
bly, sad were We saying farewell to the
sun forever, but our faith in its riS.
ne on the morrow Causes us to say no.
soodby, but good night. II the sunset
If life could be viewed with the same
Assurance of a resurrection; II We
could but fully believe that the same
God who causes the sun to rise on the
borrow created you and me-could We
but remember the words Of Christ
I am the resurrection and the life,
4 a man believe on me. though he
we're dead, yet shall he live again,
leath would be robbed OF It's terror,
md we could say, with the Apostle
Paul. 20 death where is thy sting? o
;rave, where is thy victory? Thanks1
% God which giveth Us the victory
through our Lord Jesus Christi
For what Is death? IT'S but as when
me layeth.
His worn out robes away,
And taking new ones sayeth
These will wear today
So putteth by the spirit
lightly its garb OF flesh.
And passeth to inherit
A residence afresh.
For we know" says the Apostle,
that II our early house Of this taber.
lacle were dissolved, we have a build.
ng OF God. house not made with
lands, eternal in the heavens
Row Has Ru1lnt Of