The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1924-11-21

10 die
The less OF this brief life the more {
Heaven
The shorter time the longer immoi
,ality".
Jump my child said the father a
he stood beneath the chamber windo,
and held his arms up toward the chill
and the child who a moment befor
trembled on the window ledge jumpe
for underneath were the arms OF III
father and the child was not afraid
| oh there is a great satisfaction il
knowing that underneath are the ever
lasting arms.
Do you believe in fatalism, !
friend inquired OF me the other dav
Do you believe that what ever is te
be will be. No do not believe tina
bu, ] do believe this friends tina, wha,
ever Will be the Lord is my helper
and the God OF Jacob is my refuge
Underneath are the everlasting arms
And in that conviction there is a
world OF satisfaction. Let the storms
OF life come let tomorrow be a day
OF new and unlocked for disaster il
viii be all right with me for under
meath are the everlasting arms.
The soul must have its Gibraltar
and that Gibraltar is an abiding faith
in a personal God
In certain village on the shores
OF New England there was an old
Scotch smith and as he forged the
anchor chains all the day long he
kept repeating to himself. Seven
links day and each link tho anchor
Tor thousand souls" One dav a
man came tina; way who told him OF
process whereby he could force
not seven huge anchor links but ten
thereby increasing his earnings bv al
one third. But is it just as good said
the old Scotchman. No not lust as
good said the man but it is safe at
least reasonably safe. Other men
adopted the method that was not lust
as good glad to increase their earn
ings. but not the old scotchman He
still stuck to his seven links a dav
and each link the anchor of a thou
sand souls Time went on and nv
and by theO old scotchman shipoed
upon the eternal waters and forgotten
OF men. Then came the fatal night the
sea IS lashed into fury by the vim;
the great ship is tossing hither and
lhither like an egg shell. The reIent
ess waves are driving il upon the cruel
rocks. Above the roar of the storm
comes the compand OF the catain
cast out the first anchor" Over he
'ide goes the anchor chain runn;rg
'ut thru its housing but when ,be |
veight Of the incoming pillows strikes
ne ship II snaps like a thread C,s,
'u' the second anchor is the cry OF
ne captain. Down into the mad sea
ne anchor chain rushes like a GER
ent. The second anchor bites ;r,o
ne hoor OF the ocean and for a NOM
hoids. The anchor chain stiffens
IKE rod OF steel then parts the shin
at the mercy OF the wind and wave
M dashing toward the rock. Cas-,
Ut the reserve anchor "once more
hgs the voice OF the Captain II
iides into the seething waters. VIII |,
hold! Will it stand the strain
pom that answer hangs the lives of
thousand human souls. The strain
the unrushing waves strikes !,
s'iiiens the ship creaks and groans
ut it holdsl 1t holdsl Yes il ;s N.
hahn the old smith forged "s.v.r
nks day and each link the anchor 4,
thousand souls. r
Friends will your anchor hold !,
'e storms OF life when the clouds I
muir their wings OF strife Oh 9TH.
'nings may do for fair weather bu,
times like these you wan, 70 r,toI
ire that your anchor chains are
out and that you are fastened 10 Tho {
'ck Of Gibraltar.
As Tor our brother this afternoor
DO not fear His heart has STAYED 9
, Christ =
ne messenger appeared suddenly
atm S angel approached with stc,,,bv y
ct but he was prepared to 20. Il t
wen with his soul but it is for nc m
no remain to see that we likewise he
epared TO go when our summons I
me.
when the shaft of the grim NEE
niger struck home he fell but he did Q
It iall far for "The Eternal Cod
Is his refuge and underneath w,s =
everlasting arms.
Funeral address delivered at The >
neral OF George H. Ackrey. @
'IRsT CHRISTIAN CHURCH