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PACIFIC CHRISTIAN MESSENGER,
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FRIDAY,
JULY 18. 1879
Praying Always.
ears right in on top these coals, and The six little culprits are now six
very fine young men; but they love
it’ll roast bully!"
If you can pray aright, you have
It was a big, old-fashioned country
In goes the com, and all -the faces to meet at the pretty, quaint old mastered the great secret of the
Nothing.
hotel, at the head of one of the grow more anxious as a peculiar odor watering-place and talk over their
spiritual life.— Bishop Wilson.
“ Blessed be nothing !” an old woman prettiest inland lakes that ever artist
boyhood’s pranks, and not one of them
rises from the stove.
said,
Blessed be God, I not only begin to
Aa she scrubbed away for her daily bread. painted; just one of those lovely,
“ It’s burning!” cried Joe. “ Quick has forgotten the very useful lesson pray when I kneel down, but I do
“I’m better off than my neighbor the quiet retreats where worn-out busi­
he learned on the memorable night of
Turn it over ! It—?—”»
squire ;
net leave off praying when I rise upt»,
ness men love to go, with their wives
“ Oh, goodness! I hear somebody Ned’s Corn-Roast.4- -Independent.
He’s afraid of robber«, afraid of Are,
—T. Adams.
Afraid of flood to wreck bis mill,
and families, there to find rest and a-comin* !” interrupts Jamie.
• • *
■ ■ 1
Evening, morning, and at noon will
Afraid of something to cross his will.
Knowing God.
Quick as a flash, and falling over
I’ve nothing to burn, and nothing to steal strength.
I
pray.
— David.
But a bit of pork and a barrel of meal.
In this particular summer, several each other in their haste, Ned and his
As we sit in the twilight, a solemn
A house that o.Jy keeps off the rain
For
enoe
I sought a. time and place
years ago, the house was full; and compatriots are stowed away in the
la easy burnt up and built again.
For solitude and prayer ;
silence falls upon us all.
Blessed be nothing ! My heart is light ; among the guests, children bore a coal-closet. But the alarm was c false
But now where'er"! find thy face,
“ Be still, and know that I am
' I sing at my washing, and sleep all night. gyominent part.
I find a closet there.
one, and, after a few moments of ab­ God!” Ruth by-and-by quotes. And
•• Blessed be nothing !’* thè young man
It was a bright, sunny morning in solute stillness, the six small culprits*
—Keble.
then she adds :
cried.
As
v£ry
often,
in
the
intervals
of '
As he turned with a smile to his smiling the latter part of August, when some much the worse for coal-dust, steal
“Is silence just another name for
bride
five or six boys, of ten years or there­ forth, to find their beloved corn burnt
our
business,
our
thoughts
fly
off
to
“Banks are breaking and stocks are down;
submission, I wonder ? Last evening
There's dread and bitterness all over town abouts, {¡¿tight have been seen congre­ to a cinder. " I think,” remarks Joe, Mrs. Bird came in, and we talked of our homes and the loved ones there,
There are brokers groaning and bankers gated in one ¿orner of the broad old sententiously, “ that this corn is too
her great loss. The dear boy she so our thoughts, desires, and aspira­
sad,
And men whose losses have made them piazza, deep in some mysterious con­ green. We oughter picked it bigger.” buried a year ago lives freshly yet, in tions should constantly be going up
sultarion.
mad ;
" Humph ! It’s big enough !” sneers her grief. She can not give him up. in prayer to heaven. This is it to be
There’s silk and satin, but want of bread,
“ I'll tell you what it is, fellows !” Clare, who knows absolutely nothing
And many a woman would fain be dead
She will not believe that the Lord “ praying always.” This is the true
Whose little children sob and cling
said bright, happy little Ned Sand­ about it.
; did well in taking him away. It spirit of communion with God.—
For the daily joy she cannot bring,
ford. “ Let's have a corn-roast to­
The Christian will find his paren-
“ Mine’s nearly a foot long !”
Blessed be nothing, for you and me !
i grieved me to hear her talk, and I
night !”
We have no riches on wings to flee.”
This argument was conclusive,-and have been troubled about it all day.” fihfcses for prayer, even in the busiest
“ What's a corn-roast ?” demanded Ned said : “ Boys, the trouble is, the
Blessed be nothing ! if man might choose.
“ She is not an obedient scholar in hours of the day.— Cicll. .
For he who hath it hath naught to loose ; Clarence Brown, who, being a city-
top
of
the
stove
is
too
hot.
The
way
They that seek the throne of graoe
the school of sorrow,” one of us makes
Nothing to fear from flood or fire,
bred boy wasn’t posted in country to roast corn is to pull out the front,
Find thy throne in every place ;
All things to hope for and desire ;
reply. “ ‘ Be still and learn,’ might
The dream that is better than waking days frolics.
If we live a life of prayer,
and
lay
the
corn
down
in
the
ashes.
”
be said wisely to her. We hear many
The future that feeds the longing-gaze—
God is present everywhere.
“
Why,
you
know.
You
get a
Better, far better, than aught we hold,
“Pooh! I don’t believe that,” said things in our moments .of quiet, which
As far a« mining exceedetn gold.
Prayer will make.u’s leave off sin­
whole lot of corn first; then you go Tom, upon whose temper the lateness
miss us in the hours of our speech. ning, or sinning will make us leave off
Or hope of fruition in earth below.
out
in
the
wood
and
build
a
rousing
Or peace that is in us outward show.
of the hour had a bad effect.
We can not both speak and hear at praying.— A. Fuller.
old fire; and then—why then you
“ I know its so!” Stoutly replied once.”
Almoat, when worn by weary years.
Pray to God at the beginning of all
Tired with a pathway of thorns and tears, roast the corn and eat it. Don’t you Ned ; " for I’ve seen our cook do it.”
“True,” answers Ruth, “but have
When kindred fail us, and love has fled,
thy
works, that so thou mayest bring
see ?”
This silenced all objections, and you quite caught the meaning of
And we know the living Jess than the
“
Oh
!
jolly
!
Let
’
s
do
it
I
”
was
the
dead,
Ned and Clare immediately fell to ' those words I quoted ? As I see it, them all* to a right ending.— Xeno­
We think the best of mortal good
universal cry of the favored few to work to-pull out the front of the
phon.
Is a painless, friendless soliinde.
we are not left to learn that God is
The body of our prayer is the sum
F»r the pangs are more than the peace whom the plan had been communi­ stove. But this proved to be easier
! God ; we are simply to be still and
they give
cated.
of our duty; and as we must ask of
said
than
dene.
They
pried
and
Who make our lives so sad tóTive.
- “AT right. But first <we must ask pulled, and pushed. Ned burnt his know. There is something fairly God whatsoever we need, so we must
Blessed be nothing ! it knows no loss,
divine in the assumption which this
Nor the sharpest nail of the Maates's cross; John if we may have some cem.
hand and Clare his coat-sleeve; but ! command implies. In twilight times, labor for all that we ask.— Jeremy
No friend to deny us, of none bereft.
Taylor.
And though we have no one, yet God is Hold on a minute, and I’ll ask,” said this obstinate stove'was immovable.
or times of darkness coming oyer the
left.
‘
-
-
i Ned. And off he went; but soon re-
Pray, though the gift you ask for
>
At last a blight thought came' to soul, we may just keep silent and rest
May not comfort yonr fears,
■ turned, triumphant. .“John says we their relief. “ Lets pry it out . with
Yet, lieve nothing, the whole is ours.
in a sure knowledge. In our sub­
May never repay your pleading,
No thorns can pierce uj who have no can have all we want; and now, boys,
the tongs !”
flowers.
missive
stillness
we
shall
know
what
Yet pray, and with hopeful tears.
; let’s keep still about this and .not let
And sure is the promise of His Word,
So the end of the tongs was in-' by no common process of acquirement I Au answer, if not that asked for,
Thy poor are blessed in spirit; Lord ! ",
the others know.”
j I serted in a small, crevice, and Ned,
Yet diviner, will come some day,
Whatever we lose.of wealth or care.
So, with an air of grave and im-1 i Tommie, Clare pushed, while Joe, could we learn. To be restful before j Though your eyes are too dim to see it,
Still there is left us the breath of prayer—
God,
as
I
take
the
thought
into
my
;
That heavenly breath of a world so high, portent secresy, the happy six passed 1
Then strive, and watch, and pray.
Jamie, and Will watched anxiously
Sorrow and sinning come not nigh ;
— Procter. ■
the morning in pulling corn, and . for the result. It came, with con- heart, is absolutely to know Him.
The sure and certain mercy of Him
“
And
the
knowledge
will
never
Who sitteth between the cherubim.
Prayer is the pulse of the renewed
storing it away in a place safe from I. founding swiftness,.
Yet cares for the lonely sparrow’s fall,
make us glad, I fear,” she continues, soul; and the constancy of its beat is .
1 curious eyes.
And is ready and eager to help us all.
The entire front of this very unrUlj-
Rich is his bounty to all beneath ;
But alas ! about five o’clock, just as and obstinate stove flew out on the “ if we do not7 feel subdued to perfect the test'and measure of the spiritual
, To the poorest and saddest He giveth
their anticipations were the brightest, floor, with a clatter and clang that peace. Nobody can find out Qqd by life.— 0. Winslow.
death.
, —Harper s Bazar.
came a heavy black cloud from the would have wakened the . seven searching, or by scientific investiga-
Lake Tahoe.
north, and then a storm of wind and sleepers, had those much-enduring tion, or by noisy discussion. He is |
not revealed to men through visible
A Little Girl’s Wonder.
Of this remarkable body of fresh
rain, which drove all pleasure-seekers men been on hand.
demonstrations. It is only in soul­ water, twelve miles south of Truckee,
within
the
friendly
doors
of
the
hotel.
What do the birds say, I wonder, I won­
But, instead, it brought, in all
der,
Six downcast, disappointed boys stages of anger and alarm, Chloe, the quiet that the soul, looking upward, a writer in the Press says :
'With their chitter chatter? It ia n't
It lies in two States, California and
met in the self-sarne corner that had cook, John, the gardener, and Mr. E. grows wise. We have so much tur­
play.
moil in life, and we spend so many Nevada; three quarters in California
Do they scold, do they fret at aome boggle that very morning witnessed their the hotel clerk. Imagine their sur­
days and years in perpetual unrest, no
or blunder,
bright plan.
prise to find six very frightened boys wonder we fail to know God as we and the remainder in Nevada. Tahoe
As we fret, as we scold, day after day ? |
is an Indian name, meaning big water
“Must we give it up' ?” sighed slinking toward the back door; corn
Do their heart« everache, I wonder I won­
ought. I prize the twilight hours or deep water. Here, at an elevation
Clare.
der.
in all degress of roasting strewing
At anything else than the danger that
“ Of course,” said Joe, in a discon - floor and tables; and the stove—an more than once I did, for their of a mile and a quarter above the
comes
quietude, and their holy intimacies. ocean, sheltered in its rock-bound l»a-
“ We’d have soaked utter, ruin 1
When seme enemy threatens them over j tented tone.
■
God does come near to quiet souls, I
I»»
or under
corn if we tried it to-night !”
The next morning six unusually am certain. We can know Him if we sin, rests this Island sea, twenty-five
The great, leafy b°°ghs of their great, ’
miles long and ten wide! Its blue
“ Boys!” suddenly spoke up Ned I noisy boys were very quiet. Vainly
leafy homes ?
will but be still, and let Him visit us waters are encircled by hills mosaiced
Sandford. “ I’ve thought of some the respective mammas asked for an
Do they vow ta be friends, I wonder I j
in blessed recognition.”
with trees of evergreen and patches of
thing ! Come close, so I can whis­ explanation of this.
wonder,
“ You hold, then, by your personal pure white snow. Pebbles may be
With promises fair and promises sweet. I per.” And the heads, brown, black,
“ Headache ” or " Tired ’’ proved relation to Him ?”
Then, quick as a wink, at a wsrd fall
counted, and trout may be seen sport­
and tow, met in an excited consulta­ the unsatisfactory replies.
asunder,
" Why not ? If I am to know Him, ing at a depth of eighty feet, so clear
Aa hnman friends do, in a «lament of tion.
Soon after breakfast, Mr. L------, it must be a personal knowledge,
heit
the
proprietor of the house, received a made possible through a personal in­ and smooth is the water. It changes
But day after day I may wonder and won- j
It was after eleven o’clock The
color according to the depth, from a
dor,
rain still came down in torrents. The call from a small boy, who owned the timacy. For me to know God is to beautiful pea-green at the shore to an
And ask them no end of such questions
wind blew drearily and the night was name of Ned Sandford ; and a very know Him for myself, and of myself, indigo blue.
aa these—
■
With chitter, and chatter, now over, now cold and dark. Tie guests seeing neble, manly little fellow he proved and not to become a mere partaker of
It has been sounded to a depth of
under,
j himself to be. He told the whole another’s * knowledge. I may not
The big, leafy boughs of the big, leafy nothing inviting without, had yawned
3,000 feet, and is so cold, even in sum­
I story from beginning to end; and profit by another’s obedient silence,
trees.
through a rather stup.d evening in
mer, that the water, when taken from
They dart aid they skim, with their bills ■ the music room and one
IC by
MV one
U11U gone I : then added : “ So, you see, sir, were while my own soul cries out in doubt­ below the surface, is near to the freez­
fell of plunder.
that before the i son7 we touched what
boloBK ing complaint. I' could not teach Mrs. ing point, although it never freezes in
But never a word of an answer they ' off to their rooms ; so t— ----- _ -— 1 to us; though we didn’t mean any
Bird of my happy knowledge, when the coldest weather. Fish abound in
give.
great hall-clock tolled its eleven
! ! harm. And I’ve brought you three she cherished the turmoil of her grief,
And never a word shall I get, though I
strokes
the
hotel
was
quiet
and
the wateis near the shore, among
wonder
dollars and sixty cents, sir, which is and would not be still that she might
From morning till night, as long as I | I nearly as dark as the night itself.
which are four varietiesof trout. The
Had you, for any unknown reason, j all the six of us can scrape; and we know. Whoever lielieves may enjoy silver trout is considered the finest,
—St Nicholas.
j been in the big, deserted hotel- I hope you can get the stove mended, the blessed certainty of knowing, but and is always taken in deep water,
Woman.
before knowing, in the truest, sweet­ sometimes
kitchen just then, you would have and—and—well, I guess that’s all.”
weighing
thirty-two
A smile lurked aifcout the corners of est sense, he must hush all his
seen
a
strange
sight.
Softly
the
pounds.
Said a min, once contending how high
On account of the variety of the at­
in the scale
1 back door, leading into a small hall, the gentleman’s mouth as he said: strivings of soul, quiet all his troubling
Stood man above woman so tender and
" Well, Ned, I’ll keep your money, be­ fears, and come, so, before knowledge, mosphere, the waters are not very
I
opened
;
and
there
entered
with
frhil ;
When the trial of virtue and time first be­ velvet tread six stocking-feeted boys, cause in all fairfiess it’s mine; but into peace. And the best of it is that buoyant, objects sinking like lead.
where did you get it ?*
gan.
God will help him to do this, that so Nothing ever floats on the surface.
Satan dared not present his temptations the foremost bearing a candle. "Now,
“ Why, you see, sir, we’d been doing he may know !”— Er.
Great logs which have escaped from
boys,
”
said
Ned,
in
an
excitedly
to man ;
Nay, answered a fair one, say not what he quiet tone—for, of course, it is Ned saving it for a good while—the whole
the hands of the loggers, soon sink
dared,
j
of
us
boys
;
and
when
we
’
d
got
five
—
Dr.
B.-Joy
Jefferies
has
applied
and
are seen no more. At times the
who
is
leader
—
“
this
is
going
to
be
The old Serpent knew well that some
dollars we were a-going to have some the test for color blindness to 14,732 lake is calm and peaceful as a sailing
pains might be spared,
just the biggest kind of fun'”
For, thought he, if I once get the man in
I Nobody assents very enthusias- splendid fireworks. But ”—here a children in the Boston public schools. babe, again it is in a moment lashed
my chains,
The most difficult part of my task yet re­ tically. Ned sets down his one smalb- ^ear or two rose in the eyes of the Of 9,303 boys examined, 361 were to fury and beaten to foam by tho
*
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mains ;
candle and turns to the stove. The small speaker—" we can’t do it now; found to be color blind, while of 5,- winds that spring up in the canons
But, if I succeed the fair Eve to allure
Ad am follows of course, and both are se­ i fire is still good, and, with impatient and, of course, we know it’s our own 42'J*girls only two Buffered from this and sweep across its waters. But look
cure.
,
fault, and we’re glad to give you the curious affliction.
at the lake when and where you will
Se sir, cease yonr proud boast of man s hands, he lifts off the griddles and
money, sir.”
firmness and own
—God gave us two ears, two eyes it is a scene of beautiful grandeur
peers in at the bright red coals.
If superior either, woman’s the one,
And, suppressing a disappointed and one tongue, that we might hear which pen and pencil have striven in
“ This is the very place !” he cries.
Since woman could overcome Adam her­
and see just twice as much as we vain to portray. You must see it to
“ Clare, Joe, Jamie, bring on the little sigh, he walked away.
self
But to oveicjme woman took Satan him-
All this happened some years age. say.
be satisfied.
corn ! Now just throw five or six
Ned’s Corn-Roast,
Christian Family.
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