The Sioux County journal. (Harrison, Nebraska) 1888-1899, January 21, 1897, Image 1

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    The Sioux County Journal,
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Anyone of tin- name of Aili
worth, born on Jan. -T in the year ISibs,
! invited In communicate cither personal
ly or by letter with A. ., postotfire, Ha
xelworth. They must he able to produce
certificate of hirtb. Mm) other references
when they may hear of something to their
' advantage.
the paragraph over again at
tentively li.v the not too brilliant
light of tnllow candle, fixisl In a lieer
"It U probably tt hoax. Most things
arc; but iic; again, why not'"
"Head I go; tail I don't." solilo
quised Altwworth, tossing tii a win.
"Talks. Pniph, bnd tow! Try again.
"Tall again! The fate are against
t my baring a day in Hip country evi
dently. Well, once more for luck!"
The sovereign turned and twWted In
he air and tiouuced on Hip In hie.
"Heads! That decide It," wild Alns
wortb. pm-l i-Ung tbe coin. "I shall go."
Tbe licit day found him seated lu a
third-class flunking carriage of the
12:3.", to Iluzelworth.
In hid pocket hia birth certificate, hi
mother marriage certificate, mine
odd and end letter of reference, and
the paragraph In quftstion, torn from
tbe agony column of the Time.
Arrived at hi destination, he In
quired for "A. 7,." at the kal postof
flee, and waa referred to Mr. ISaltye,
No. 1 Anton villa. Mr. Battye proved
to be a country solicitor of the old
"Your name, you nay. I Hlchard
AInsworth?" queried Mr. Battye.
AInsworth answered in thp affirma
tive, and bunded over hi certificate of
birth and other document, The law
yer pern d them carefully.
"These, of course, can be verified
later on," he said. "Now. tell me, have
you any living relation or connection
of 8ny nort?"
'Tve got a sort of cousin uuew here."
nald AInsworth; "but he never asks me
to dine, and so I've cut him."
"I mean," said Mr. Battye, "yon have
ih tie of any sort? No one ho take
an Intereat In you?"
"Only my landlady." said A in wort b
cheerfully. "I owe her $2.r0."
"Oon'f be so fllppanl, young man.
This may be a serious matter for you.
An eccentric client of mine wishes to
adopt some one of your age." -
If. said Aluswortii, "any one is
.yearning for my youthful affect Ion,
they are to be had In exchange for a
orofortnble home. Please go on. lr;
I am ail attention."
"Well, the . stand like thin." said
Mr. Battye. c'earlng hi throat. "I have
ii very eccentric client of the name
name a yourself - an old man and a
"For a long time a nephew ,,f hlsiof
the same nam", AltiHwortb. and of ex
actly your ago) lived with him. He had
the loy educated and treated him a If
he wan hUt own on. Much to poor old
Mr. Alnawnrth'a disappointment, how
ever, the boy turned out badly. The
Umax came when, one fine day. young
Arthur, that wax the boy' name, form
ed hi uncle's signature on a check for
.jt fairly large amount.
"The forgery wa detected and the
liank wirt the check down to my client.
He nurhnrir.ed them to pa; the money,
-gave the forger a further check for
.Vi. and turned him out of the house
the same day.
"My client, wlin I now an old man,
sind In ft very feeble slate of health, I
fanciful, a all Invalid are, and look It
Into hia bead that he wanted to adopt
tome one of the Mine name and age a
bi nephew. He said he wa lonely.
nil wanted omehody to talk to and
Hteer htoi nj.
"Ttir upalMd of It all la that he lnii--d
noon putting that advertieiiient lu
the pa-ra agnlm-t my advice. A a re
ult, I have leen plagued with wonie
h nod ml of letter and rlxll from
A In worths, real and imaginary.
' Yon may be able to fill Die kHuhHoii;
4 coorae that la not for me to decide.
X Flrongly dlapprve of the whole Idea,
and ( know no reaon why I aliouldu'l
liapprov of yon. You aeeni to Ik- able
to fnlflll the condllinn. however. Yon
nrr elncacd. and apparently a gentle
rnan." .
The dhiciMnhm wa long-Kb-hard
A ln worth difficile, ami lluttve aiw
plclon. But the old gentleman neemed
to take a great liking to Dick. be
called Mm; and, In aplte of Mr. Hattyr'a
grumbling, perauaded him to atay for
Ihrv month to ee how be liked It.
Ptrk tried It, liked It. and finally ac
eeptM tb pout permanently. He got
fraalodr attached to old L'mle A In
wortB, and after a time managed the
Ito far him, and mad hlmaelf gen
erally iiMf-f ill. So It came aliout that
Wck clothed blinoelf lu purjde and line
llMm and called himself a lucky dog.
Tt wa about two year after IMck
bo-anie a nephew by adoption, that,
walking home one evening, with a gun
over hi arm, he was aware of an In
dividual witting on a tstlle and glaring
at him. A he wanted to get nn iii k
ly, he axked the man if he had bought
tbe whole utile or only a part of It.
"I low do yon like nursing, eh? My
expectable uncle a not yet dead, 1
hea r."
i 'O, said IMck. "vonr name u Arthur
Charle Hnrdman Ainaworth, I mip-
It used to lie," aid the Individual
on the wtile; "if Henry Milt now
The other wna er too long. I found
It Inconvenient."
"Yen." said IMck. "It's a long name.
Are you coming up to the hoiwc?"
"No; curne you:-' said the man aav-
"A yon please," aaid I tick. "Only I
thought your unele might Ik- glad to ee
yon. that's all."
"Well, kindly attend to your nursing
and leave my bimlnc alone ttce '! And
don't tell my uncle you've een me."
Mr. Mllen thereupon let loooe a choice
and varied aHortmcnt of oatlm, ending
Willi a wih that he, Dick, would Im
mediately depart for a warmer rllmate.
"Weird tcclmen," thought IMck to
hitnuolf a he Ktrotle homewarda.
"Rather tinwaHhed, nanty, Khlfly eyea
no, not nt all a nice ornament in any
liouae. Iliad be didn't come along, af
ter all; it would bave upet the old
man dreadfully. Corlou bi turning up
here when every one thought he wa
ome 4.IHKI mile away. Now, I wonder
what he' after? and why he' no keen
I'Dde Joe ahouldn't know that he I In
IMck Minnie along for the next quar
ter of a mile with a Ihoitghtfnt frown
on hi iiMiially placid face.
"I've half a mind to go and tu-c old
Battye," he muttered to hlnioelf. "I
think I will go and ee Battye.."
"Well. IMck, what I It?" ald Mr.
Battye, biiHtling Into the room. "Have
a glawt of Khcrry?"
"Thanks." mild IMck, "I will; my
nerve are dlMordered. I've been try
ing to think."
"I'mpli!" growlcil the little lawyer.
"When you've ijiilte ftnlfhctl your non-
MctiBe perliMp you'll conilcneeml to el
me what you've come 'for."
"fan you keep a icret?" anki'd IMck.
"Suppofo I can. It' my trade."
"Well. I Juki met an individual call
ing hlniKflf Arthur Charle Hardman
A I u wort h Hitting on a t lie about three
ipiarter of a mile from here; that'
"Alxoird!" Mild the elder man prompt
ly, "The aiiiuer owning that name I
Komewbere at the back of ligo."
"Ottielally Kpeaklng. your Informa
tion I accurate," aaid IMck. "but. he I
visiting thl particular dlatrict under
the plealng pwendonym of Henry
Mile. O, he' the real original, right
enough. I recognized him from hU
"Whew! What a mean!" exclaimed
the lawyer, "What did you do?"
"1 adviaod him to come up to the
limine and try and patch thing up."
"Old you now?" aald Mr. Battye,
looking at Olck curiotwly.
"Ye," itld IMck; "and he refuecd the
Invitation with much iinncceKary
cumllig. lie made me promipe not li
mention that 1 had eti him to T'ncle
Joe, and I am pitxxlcd to think why he
ban come here."
"From what 1 know of dnr Arthur
I aliould ay he bad come after the
family plate." rewpoudod Mr. Battye.
"Quite o; but what I to I doner'
"My dear hoy, you ninnt Juat all aiill
and await development," ald Mr.
Battye. laying hi hand on IMck'a shoul
der. "There are not many ieople In
your position who would have tried to
Induce him to patch matter up. Not
that 1 think old Mr. A In worth would
have conaented."
Well, you ee" aald Obk, "Ihe fel
low I an awful mump; hut I feel that
I am playing It rather low down on
him, all Ihe name. . Now 1 mut hurry
off or I shall h late for dinner."
"Oick!" said old Mr. A In worth later
In Ihe evening.
"Yes," ald Oick without looking np.
'Tve seen Mr. Battye today, my
"(I! What up?"
"I've made a new will, Olck. I'm gel
ting old and shaky, and I've got a lot
of money, you know."
"Yea," aald Dick candidly, "yon'i
dlgntlngly rich."
' Ho will toh bfor very long.
T:mu,evMus IeieDeA
"You iijUNtn't do that," answered
Oick very quiet ly. "It's awfully good
of you, and don't think I'm not grate-
ful, but It'a not fair, I'ncle Joe. I'm
no relation to you, and I've not the
aligbteKt claim on you. You've been
f? n,i ... , tk i.
some one else who baa a right to b '
your heir."
"It's no ue dinctinfiing the uiatter," j
aaid Mr. Aim worth abruptly. "I !
wotild ml her leave my money to to !
provide Kugland with an endless aup- j
ply of (lerinan bands than leave a
far lung of It to the person you refer
It waa on Ihe fifth evening after tba
day that IMck first saw Arthur Aina
worth that he came across him again
for the cotid and last time.
Old Mr. Ainaworth, who had com
plained of feeling aeedy, went to bed
directly. after dinner, and Dick, who
was tired after a long (Jay'a shooting,
went tn his room soon afterward, about
He undressed leisurely, smoking
cigarette, and prepared for a quiet
houroroof reading in bed. Tbe book
proved Interesting and be had finished
the first volume about 12:30. Not feel-
Ing sleepy, he determined to get the
second volume from tbe library.
lie had already reached the bottom
flight of stairs, when a alight grating
sound made him pause. . He listened
again anil realized that It came frow
the side door leading into the garden.
Klowlng out his candle, he slipped into
the hall and flung a ?Vge, dark cloak
over his light-colored pajamas. Stand
ing cbo up against the wall, he listen
ed and watched.
The fumbling with the latch lasted
two or three minutes longer; then tha
bolt shot back with a sharp click and
the door was captiously opened. A man
ckwed the door again and stole noise
lessly past lilin along the passage.
"Tbe only Arthur!" muttered Olck,
"Humph! It's not tbe plate he's after,"
be reflcj-ted, as tbe figure turned aside
from the passage leading to tbe kitchen
and pantry.
The house was perfectly silent, o
silent that Oick could distinctly bear
the quick, nervous breathing of the
man In front of him,
Nolseleswly the two men crept up tbe
utalr. The intruder had removed hi
boot, and Olck was In hia bare feet.
Atthctop tbe man turned to the right.
and IMck' face grew stern. Hitherto
be bad made up his mind that tbe visit
waa Intended for himself or tbe plate
chest. But now tbe man waa moving
toward Mr. Ainswortb'a rooni.
All of a sudden Olck darted back
Into the shadow of a reee. The man.
had turned on his lantern. He had a
wire Instrument In his hand, and was
evidently prepared for the door being
locked. He was saved the trouble,
however, as It yielded easily to hia
lie crossed quickly to the bedside,
and Oick caught the glitter of & small,
wicked looking knife In his hand and
stood ready.
I"p went the hand, and at the same
Irisiiiiit Oick caught it scientifically In
a grip like iron, and seizing him by the
throat with the other hand effectually
prevented any unseemly nolae.
.VK ne u. u so ne caugui signt m i uele ,
.liw's face, and dropped his prisoner
with an ikiIIi.
"Good Gist!" muttered the latter, '
looking nt the ImmI. "He's dead!" j
IMck reverently covered up the face
with the sheet ami turned to the would- 1
. , . , ,. ,
1st munlerer. who, by a sudden revul- ,
slonof feeling, wa standing while and!
limp with horror, plucking nervously j
at the U-d curtains. "Come." he said
briefty. and the man followed him out ,
of the risnii.
Olck led the way to Hie library, light
ed a ca mile, ami motioned to the man
to stand ttcfore him.
..,ve mat K.ii.e, sain
locking Ihe door. j
The. knife was banded over.
"Yon came here Intruding to murder
your uncle lo-nlghl."
Oon't!" said the man. sbiveilug
"I saw you come In. and followed
joii. I watched you the whole time.
I thought, at first you might have come
to try and cut my Ihroal; that would
hae Ix-en excusable, seeing that your
uncle disinherited you In my favor just
Iiefore he died. I
,, . i . .. i , , '
"If you hadu t come here lo-uight to
try and murder your uncle I mlgbl
eventually have handed Ihe property j
back In you; a It Is. I'm hanged If I
will. By the way, I mipMe you menut
to try and faalen Ihe crime on me If
Ihlnra had been otherwise? Have von
got any mowy?"
The man nhook his head.
Olck unlocked the drawer and took
out I'JfiO In note
"Now," he aaJd, "I'll give you twenty
four hour to get nut of Knglaud.
Write mo an address lb New York that
will And you on that slip of pasr. In
a fortnight' lime I will arrange to
send you a check (o Ihe address for
fft.000. The share In the property
which 1 should have otherwise restored
to you ahall go to a hospital lustead. '
Now, clear out and be thankful.'
8a Arthur Charle Hardman A Ins
worth vanished Into the night. And,
Richard A in worth, tbe Interloper,
reigned In hi atead.-Tlt-HIt.
Rfr- Dr- TIaKeTell. That Remark-
able Story of Christ'. Career In
New Way-The Celestial Departure
and K.rthly ArrlvaU
Our Washington 1'alplt.
Ia this discourse of Kev. Or. Talmage
the greatest story of all time is told in a
f(ir ;;,, ration. His tMt wa8 . J .
thians, riii., P, "Ye know the grace of our
Ixird Jesus Christ, that, though be was
rich, yet for your sakes he became poor."
That all the worlds which on a cold
winter's night make the heavens one
great glitter are without inhabitants is
an absurdity. Scientists tell us thac
insny of these worlds are too hot or too
j ,,.n,.p. 15utj if not nt for human
coin or too raretiea of atmosphere lor res
they inny be fit for beings different from
and superior to ourselves. We are told
that the world of JupUer is changing and
becoming lit for creatures like the hu-
ra ana tnut Mars wonm ao for
the human family with a little change in
the structure of our respiratory organs.
But that there is a great world swung
somewhere, vast beyond imagination, and
that it ia the headquarters of the universe
and the metropolis of immensity and has
a population in numbers vast beyond all
statistic and appointments of splendor
beyond the capacity of canvas or poem
or angel to describe 1 as certain as the
Bible is authentic. Perhaps some of the
astronomers with their big telescopes
have already caught a glimpse of it. not
knowing what it is. We spell it with six
letters and pronounce it heaven.
That Is where Prince Jesus lived nine
teen centuries ago. He was the King's
Son. It was the old homestead of etern
ity, and all its r-vtle were as old as
God. Not a frost &ad ever chilled the
air. Not a tear had ever rolled down
the cheek of one of its inhabitants. There
had never been a headache or a side ache
or a heart ache. There bad not been a
funeral In the memory of the oldest in
habitant. There bad never in all the
land been woven a black veil, for there
hud never been anything to mourn over.
The passage of millions of years had not
wrinkled or crippled or bediinmed any
of its citizens. All the people there were
in a state of eternal adolescence. Wrhat
floral and potnonlc richness! Gardens of
la-rpetual bloom and orchards In unending
fruitSKe. Had some spirit from another
world entered and asked. What is sin?
What Is bereavement? What is sorrow?
What Is death? the brightest of the intel-
llgeacet would have failed to rive defini
tion, though to study the quest ton then
waa silence in heaven for half an hour
Tha Prince on the Throne.
The Prince of whom I speak had hon
ors, emoluments, acclaniu lions such as no
other prince, celestial or terrestrial, ever
enjoyed. As he passed the street the in
hubitants took off from their brows gar
lands of white lilies anil threw them in
the wsy. IK never entered any of the
temples without all the worshipers rising
up and bowing in obeisance. In all the
processions of the high days he was the
one who evoked the loudest welcome,
sometimes on foot, walkiug in loving
talk with the humblest uf the land, hut at
other times he took chariot, and among
the -0,000 that the psalmist spoke of his
was the swiftest and most HainiiiK, or. as
when St John described hini, he took
white palfrey, with what prance of foot.
and arch of neck, and roll of mane, and
gleam of eye is only dimly suggestisl in
the Apocalypse, lie was nut like other
iiri(w-i-H. u-uitinir fur tin futlii.r In li Mint
. ttk). tU(. thr(1I). Vheu year ago
Uu artist in Germany ,.iade a picture for
ihe royal gallery representing the Km-
peror William on the throne and the
Crown Prince as having one foot on the
",,'J of ""' ,l"""1 l1"' Kmpemr William
ru'"'' ,h" .I'i,'tur- changed ami said.
r Let the prince keep In foot off the
,,.,. t , ,,,,,. it -
Alr(.a(lv ,,, tta , ,av,.nv
f.riU(.p ,p Mi(1e H ilh thr .-lltll,.r.
What a circle of dominion! What multi-
tudes of admirers! Whsl unending round
of glories! All the lowers chimed the
Prince's praises. Of all tile inhabitants,
from the center of the city, on over tbe
lulls and clear down to the beach against
which 'tin -ton n (if tniiiiiniait w c.,llu ii
m.. ,h, frim-e was the acknowledged
favorite. No wonder my text says that
"he was rich." Set all the diamonds of
!!' earth in one scepter, hiitld all the
paiaees of the earth in one Alhambra.
tior all the pearls ol the see in one
.1 ' . .1. -.11.1... I r . l ..-
'" " '"""' '-arm in
one i-oin, the aggregate could not express
liih n Ml iii.iic Yu,. Si Iii! u u u ft,,!,!
Solomon had in gold uno.insmkni pounds
ami in silver 1.irji..:i77 pounds. But
n greater than Solomon is here. Not the
millionaire, but ihe owner of all things.
'' dewrils his celestial surroundings Ihe
Bible uses all color, gathering them in
rstUAld,M .,.. ,h ,, lllw. ,. ,
,,,,. in , twm.le window. nd hoist-
ing twelve of them into a wall, from
striped jasper at the bam- to transparent
amethyst in the capstone, while between
,"' tr,,', '' emerald, ami snow of pearl.
" "mh ' "Mipiiirc. '"' yellow ot topa.
, gray of i hrisoprase. and Same of jacinth.
All Ihe loveliness of linnK-ape in foliage
'ami rier and rill and sll enchantment
Hquaniarlue, the sea 'if glass mingled
with tire as when the sun sinks in' 'lie
Mediterranean. All the thrill of music,
instrumental and vocal, hnrps, trumpets,
thixiilogtci. There stood Ihe Prince, sur
rounded by lliose who Itnd under their
w ings the velocity of millions of miles in
second, himself rich in hue, rich in ad
oration, rich In power, rich ju worship,
o h in holiness, rich lu "nil the fullness
of ihe Godhead Ixslily
(iff for the Wreck
Km oue day there waa a big disaster
in a department of God's universe. A
race fallen! A world lu rnlns! Our
planet the scene of catastrophe! A globe
winging nut into darkness, with moun
tains and seai and Island an awful cen-
trifugal of sin seeming to overpower 1bo-;
beautiful centripetal of righteousness,'
and from it a groau reached heaven.
Such a sound had never been heard there.
Plenty of sweet sounds, but never an
outcry uf distreas or an echo of agony.
At t .ne groan the Prince rose from
all t. . iKsful circumjaeence and started
from the outer gate and descended into
the night of this world. Out of what a
bright harbor into what rough sea! "Slay
with us," cried angel after angel and
potentate after potentate. "No." said the 'J"'e '"'J Sammy w as right when, be'Jtg
Prince, "I cannot stay. I must be off examined for adimnxion into church men
for that wreck of a world. I must stop bership. he was asked, "Whose work
that groau. I must hush that distress, was your salvation?" A nd he answered,
1 must fathom that abyss. I must re- "Part mine and part God's." Then th
deem those nations. Farewell, thrones examiner asked. "What part did you d,
and temples, hosts cherubic, seraphic, Sammy?" And the answer was, "I p
archangelicj I will come back again, posed God all 1 could, and he did tka
carrying on my shoulder a ransomed , fet !" Mi, the height of it, the depth of
world. Till this is done I choose earthly ! the length of it, the breadth of it, tha
scoff to heavenly acclamation, and a cat- 1 grace of God! Mr. Fletcher having writ
tie pen to a king's palace, frigid .one of, ten a pamphlet that pleased the king,
earth to atmosphere of celestial radiance, i the king offered to compensate him. and
I have no time to lose, for hark ye to the ' Fletcher answered, "There is only one
groan that grows mightier while 1 wait!! thing I want, and that is more grace."
tarewell! Farewell!" "Ye know the
grace of our Lord .Tea. is Christ, that.
though he was rich, yet for your snkes he
became poor."
Was there ever a contrail o overpow
ering as that between the noonday of
Christ's celestial departure aud the mid
night of his earthly arrival? Sure enough,
the angels were out that night in the
sky, and an especial meteor acted os es
cort. But ail that was from other worlds,
and not from this world. The earth
made no demonstration of welcome. If
one of the great princes of this world
steps out at a depot, cheers resound, aud
the bands play, and the flags wave. But
for the arrival of this missionary Prince
of the skies not a torch flared, nol a
trumpet blew, not a plume fluttered. All
the music and the pomp were overhead.
Our world opened for hi in nothing lietter
than a bnrn door.
The rajah of Cashmere sent to Queen
Victoria a bedstead of carved gold and a
canopy that cost $750,000, but the world
had for the Prince of Heaven and Karth
only a litter of straw. The crown jewels
in tha Tower of London amount to $15,-
000,000, but this member of eternal roy
alty had nowhere tu lay hi -ad. To
know how )sor he was ask the camel
drivers, ask the shepherds, ask Mary,
ask the three wise men of the east, who
afterward came to Bethlehem. To know
how poor be was examine all the records
of real estate in all that oriental country
and see what vineyard or what field he
owned. Not one. Of what mortgage was
he the mortgagee? Of what tenement
was he the landlord? Of what lease was
he the lessee? Who ever paid him rent?
Not owning the boat on which he sailed,
or the beast on which be rode, or the pil
low on which be slept. He had so little
estate that in order to pay hia tax be bad
to perform a miracle, putting the amount
f the assessment In a fish s moulh and
having it hauled ashore. And after hia
death the world rushed in to take an in
ventory of hit goods, and the entire aggre
gate was ihe garments he had worn,
sleeping in them by night and traveling
in them by day, hearing on them tbe dust
of the highway and the saturation of the
sea. St. Paul in my text hit the mark
when he said of the missionary Prince.
"For sakes he became poor."
Tremlina; the Wine I'rean.
Tiie world could have treated him bet
ter if it had chosen. It had all Ihe menus
for making his earthly condition comfort
able. Only a few years before, when
Pompey, the general, arrived in Brindiai.
he wis greeted with arches and a costly
column which celebrated Ihe 12,000,000
lieople whom he had killed or conquered,
and he was allowed to wear his trium
phs! robe in the senate. The world had
applause for imperial butchers, but buf
feting for the Prince of Pence: plenty of
golden chalices for the favored to 'rink
out of, hut our Prince must put his lips
to the bucket of the well by the roadside
after he had begged for a drink. Poor?
Born in another man's barn, and eating
at another man's table, and cruising the
lake In another man's lishiug smack, and
buried in another man's tomb. Fom in
spired authors wrote his biography, and
i 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 l-.-i til,, lives of Christ have Is'eii
published, but lie composed his aulo-
biogiuphy in a most compressed wsy.
lb' said, "I have trcKlilen the wine press
The Holy Land.
Only those who study Ibis text lu two
places can fully nnllxe its powers the
Holy Land of Aiia Minor and the holy
land of heaven. 1 w ish that some day
yon might go to the Holy Land and take
a drink out of Jaeo'.' well, and take a
sail on Galilee, and rem! tin; sermou on
the mount while standing on Olivet, and
see the wilderness whrT Christ was
templed, and lie mine afl'Mitoon on Cal
vary at alsint It o'clock-the hour st 1
which closed Ihe crucifixion -aud sit un-1
ler the sycamores and by the side of
brooks, sad Ibiuk and dream and pray
alsmt the Mverty of hiiu who came our
souls to save. But you may be denied
that, and so here, in another continent
and in another hemisphere,' and in cene
ns different as possible, we recount as
well we may how poor was our heavenly
Prince, But in the other holy land above
we may all study the richiw thai he left
behind when he started for earthly ex-pi-dition.
Come, let us bargain to meet
each other at the door of the Father's
mansion, or on the bank of the river just
where II rolls from under Ihe throne, or
at the outside gate. Jean got the con
trast by exchanging that world for this;
we will gel it by exchanging this world
for that. There and then yon will under
stand more of the wonder of the grace
of our l,ord Jesus Christ, who, "though
he was rich, yet for your sake became
Yes. grace, tree grace, sovereign grace.
omnipotent grace! Among the thousands
of words in tbe language there it no more
queenly word. It means free and unmer
ited kindness. My text has no monopoly
of the word. One hundred and twenty-
nine lima does In Bible eulogicc grace,
it ia a door swung wide open to let Into
tha pardon of Ood all the millions who
choose to enter It.
John Nawton sang of it when he wrote;
' xlnc rraca. how sweet the sound.
That saved a wretch like me."
l'hilip Ooddridge put t into all by-ia
"Grace, 'tis a charming sound.
Harmonious to the ear.
Heaven with the echo shall rcsouaS,
And all thp earth shall hear."
One of John Bunyan's great booka ia
entitled "Grace Abounding." "It is all
of grace that I am saved" has been oa
o'ps of hundreds of dying Christians.
..... ...j i.n,u vuugin urninn, & ! a V T IAJ
live by and grace to die by. Grace that
saved the publican; that saved Lydia;
that saved the dying thief; that saved the
jailer; that saved me. But the richet of
that grace will not be fully understood
until heaven breaks in upon the soul. An
old Scotchman who had been a soldier
in one of ihe European wars was sick
and dying in one of our American hos
pitals. His one desire was to see Scot
laud and bis old borne and once again
walk the heather pf the highlands nd
heartbe bagpipes of the Scotch regiments.
The night that the old Scotch soldier died
a young man, somewhat reckless, but
kind-iiearled, got a company of musicians
to come and play under the old soldier'
window, aud among the instruments
there was a bagpipe. The instant that
the musicians began the dying old man
in delirium said: "What's that? What's
that? Why, it's tbe regiments coming
home. That's the tune yes, that'a tha
tune. 'ITi a nk God, I bave got home once
more!" "Bonnie Scotland and Bonnie
Ooon!" were tbe last words he uttered
as he passed up to the highlands of the
better country, and there are hundreds
homesick for heaven, some because you
have so many bereavements, some be
cause you have so many temptationa,
some because you have so many ailments
homesick, very homesick for the father
land of heaven, and the music that you
want to hear now is the song of frea
trace, and the music that yoo want to
hear when you die is free grace, and for
ever before tbe throne of God you will
sing the "grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
who, though he was rich, for your takes
became poor."
' For Our Sake.
Yes, yes, for your sakes! It was nor,
on a pleasure excursion that he came, for
it was all pain. It was not on an astron
omical exploration, for he knew this
world at well before be alighted as after
ward. It was not because he waa com
pelled to come, for he volunteered. It
was not because it was easy, for he knew
that it would be thorn and spike and han
ger and thirst and vociferation of angry
moli. "For jour sakes!"' To wipe away
your tears, to forgive yottr wrongdoing,
to companionship your loneliness, to
soothe your sorrows, to sit with you by
the new made grave, to bind up your
wounds in the ugly battle with the world
and bring you home al last, kiudiing up
Ihe mists that fall on your dying vision
with the sunlight of a glorious morn.
"I or your sukes!" No: 1 will change
that. Paul will not care aud Christ will
not care if 1 change it, for I must get
into the blessedness of the text myself,
and so 1 say. "For our sakes!" For we
all have our temptations and bereave
ments nod conflicts. For our sakes! We
w ho deserve for our sins to be expatriated
into a world ns much poorer than this
than this earth is sjorer than heaven.
For our sakes! But what a frightful
coming down to lake us gloriously up!
When Arlaxerxes was hunting, Tire who was attending him, showed
the king a rent in his garments. The
king said. "How shall I mend it?" "By
giving it to me," said Tirebazus. Then
the king gave him the robe, but com
manded him never to wear it, as it would
be inappropriate.
But see the starlling and comforting
fact-while our prince throws off tha
robe he not only allows us to wear it,
hut commands us to wear it, and It will
become us well, and for the poverties of
our spiritual slate we may put on the
splendors of heavenly regalement. For
our sakes! Oh, the personality of this
religion! Not an abstraction, not an.
arch under w Men we walk to behold elab
orate masonry, not an ice castle like that
which the L in press Llir.abclh uf Russia,
over 100 years ago, ordered to be con
structed, winter, with its trowel of crya
tals cementing the huge blocks that had
been quarried from the froxen rivers of
the north, but our Father's house with
Ihe wide hearth crackling a hearty wel
come. A religion of warmth and inspira
tion ami light aud cheer, something we
can take into our hearts and homes aod
business, recreations and Joys and sor
rows. Not an unmanageable gift, Ilk
the galley presented 1o Ptolemy, which
required 4.000 men to row, and ita draft
of water was so great that It could nst
come near Ihe shore, but something yon
can run up any stream of annoyance,
however shallow. Enrichment now, en
richment forever.
"Hemeniber for what purpose yuu
were born, and through the whole, of
life look at Its end; and consider, when
that conn's, In whnt will you pi. ynr
trusi? Not, In the bubble of worldly
vanity, It will be broken; not In world
ly pleasures, they will be gone; not la
great connections, they cannot serve
yatt; not In wealth, you cannot carry
It with you; not In rank, in the grave
there Is no distinction; not In tbe raooJ
lection of a life spent In giddy. conform- '
Ity to tbe silly fashions of a tnoofBt
lass and wicked world; but In tltot af
a "dfe spent soberly, righteously tat '
godly tn this present world ' Mahay