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THIS NOTED DIVINE’S SUNDAY DIK-
COUKSE.
Subject: "Boaz and Ruth.”
Text; "And she went and came and
gleaned in the Held after the reapers, and
her hap was to light on a part of tho field
belonging unto Boaz, who was of the kin¬
dred of Eiimelccb."—ltuth ii., 3.
The time that ltuth and Naomi arrivo at
Bethlehem is harvest time. It was the cus¬
tom when a sheaf fell from a load in the
harvest Held for tho reapers to refuse to
gather it tip. That was to bo loft for the
poor who might happen to come along that
way. If there were handfuls of grain scat¬
tered ncross the field sifter the main harvest
had been reaped, instead of raking it, ns
farmers do now. it was, by the custom of
the land, left in its place so that the ami poor,
coming that wav, might glam “What It get
their bread. But you say, is the
use of all these harvest Melds to Ruth and
Naomi? Naomi is too old and feeble to go
out and doil in the sun, and can you expect
that ltuth, the young and tho beautiful,
should tan her cheeks and blister hor hands
in the harvest field?”
Boaz owns a large farm, and he goes out
to seethe reapers gather in the grain. Com¬
ing there, right behind tho swarthy, sun-
browned reapers, he beholds n beautiful
woman gleaning—a woman more lit to bond
to a harp or sheaves. sit upon a throne than to stoop
among tho Ah, that was an event¬
ful day!
It was love at first sight. Boaz forms au
attachment for the womanly gleaner—an
attachment full of undying interest to tho
church of God in all ages, while Ruth, with
an ephah, or nearly a bushel of barley, goes
home to Naomi to tell her the successes and
adventures of tho day. That Ruth, who left
her native land of Moab In darkness, and
traveled through an undying affection for
her mother-in-law, is in tho harvest field of
Boaz, is affianced to ono of the best families
in Judah, and becomes in after time tho an¬
cestress of Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory.
Out of so dark a night did thoro ever dawn
so bright a morning?
I learn in the first place from this subject
how trouble develops character. It was be¬
reavement,poverty and exile that developed,
illustrated and announced to all ages the
sublimity of Ruth’s character. That is a vory
unfortunate man who has no trouble. It was
sorrow that made John Bunyan the better
dreamer, and Dr. Young tho bettor poet, and
O’Connell tho better orator, nnd Bishop Hall
tho better preacher, and Havelock the b otter
sol tier, and Kitto the oettor encyclopaedist,
and Ruth the bettor daughter-in-law.
I once asked an aged man in regard to his
pastor, who was a very brilliant man, “Why
is it that your pastor, so very brilliant, seems
to have so little heart and tenderness in his
sermons?’’ “Well,” ho replied, “the reason
is our pastor has never had any trouble.
When misfortune comes upon him, his style
will be. different.” Aftor awhile the Lord
took u child out of that pastor’s hottso, and
though tho preacher was just as brilliant as
ho was before, oh, the warmth, tho tender¬
ness of his discourses! Tho fact is that
trouble is a great educator. You see some¬
times a musician sit down at an instrument
nnd his execution is cold and formal ana un¬
feeling. The reason is that all his life he
has boon prospered. But let misfortune or
bereavement come to that man, and lie sits
down at the instrument, and you discover
the pathos in the first sweep of tho keys.
Misfortune and trials are great educators.
A youug doctor comes into a sickroom where
there is a dying child. Perhaps ho is very
rough in his prescription and very rough in
his manner and rough in the feeling of the
pulse and rough in his answer to the mother’s
anxious question. But years roll on, and
there has been one dead in his own house,
and now he comes into the sickroom, and
with tearful eyes bo looks at tho dying child,
and he says, “Ob, how this reminds me of
my Charlie!” Trouble, the great educator.
Sorrow—I see its toueh in tho grandest
painting, I h<ar its tremor in the sweetest
song, I feel its power in the mightiest argu¬
ment.
Grecian mythology said that tho fountain
of Hippocrene was struck out by tho fooc of
tho winged horse Pegasus. I have often
noticed in life that the brightest and most
beautiful fountains of Christ ian comfort and
spiritual life have been struck out by tho iron
shod hoof of disaster and calamity. I see
Daniel’s courage best by the flash of Nebu¬
chadnezzar’s furnace. I see Paul’s prowess
best when I find him on the foundering snip
under the glare of tho lightning in the
breakers of Melita. God crowns his chil¬
dren amid the howling of wild beasts and
tho chopping of blood splashed guillotine
and the crackling fires of martyrdom. It
took the persecutions of Marcus Aurelius to
develop Polycarp and Justin Martyr, It
took all the hostilities against the Scotch
Covenanters and the fury of Lord Clavor-
house to develop James ilenwick and Au-
drew Melville and Hugh McKttil, tho glorl-
ous martyrs of Scotch history. It took the
stormy sea and the December blast and tho
desolate New England coast and tho wnr
wnoopof of savages to show, lorllt Uio prowess
the pilgrim fathers.
When amid the storms they sang.
And the stars heard, and the sea,
Amt the sounding aisles of tho dim wood
Rang to tho anthems of the free.
It took all our past national distresses, and
it takes all our present national sorrows to
lift up our nation on that high career where
it will march long aftor tho foreign aristoc-
racies have mocked and tyrannies that have
jeered, shall be swept down under the om-
nipotent wrath of God, who hates despotism
and who, by the strength of his own red
right arm, will make all men free. And so
it is individually, and in the family, and in
thechureband in the world, that through
darkness and storm and trouble men,
women, churches, nations, are developed.
faltering Again, I friendship. see in my text I the beauty of tin-
suppose there were
plenty of friends for Naomi while she was in
prosperity, but of all her acquaintances bow
many were willing to trudge off with hor to-
ward Judah, wh3n she had to make that
lonely journey? One—the heroine of my
text. Naomi’s One—absolutely one. I suppose when
husband was living, and they had
plenty of money, and all things went well,
they had a great many callers, but I suppose
that after her husband died, and her prop-
erty went, and she got old and poor, site was
not troubled very much with callers. All the
birds that sung in (he bower while the sun
shone have gone to their hosts now the night
hasfallen.
Oh, these beautiful sunflowers that spread
out their color in the morning hour! But
they are always asleep when the sun is
going down. Job had plenty of friends
when ho was the richest man in Uz, but
when his properly went and the trials came
then there were none so much that pestered
as Elipbaz the Temanit.-, and Bildad the
Shubite, and Zophar the Naamathite.
Life often seems to be a mere game,
where the successful player pulls down all
the other men into his own lap. Let sus-
picions arise about a man’s character, and
be becomes like a bank in a panic, and all
the imputations rush on him and break down
in a day that character which in due time
would have had strength to defend itself,
There are reputations that have been half a
century in building which go down under
ono push, as n vast t.-mplo is consumed by
llio lout'll of a sulphurous miitoli. A hog
cun uproot a century plant. heartlossnoss ami
Ju this world, so full of
hypocrisy, friend faithful how thrilling in days it of Is adversity to Hud somo
as as in
days of prosperity? David hud such a friend
in Musliai; the Jews had such a friend in
Mordeoai, Paul who never friend in forgot Oncslphorus, their cause; who
laid such a
visited him in jail; Christ had such la tho
Marys, whe adhered to Him on the cross;
Naomi had such a ono in ltuth, who cried
out: "Entreat me not to leave thee, or whither to re¬
turn from following nfior thee, for
thou geest 1 will go, and whither thou
lodgost 1 will lodge. Thy people shall be
my people, and thy God my God. Whore
tliou i dlost will I die, and there will 1 In
buried, Tito Lord do so to me, nnd more
also. If aught but death cart vou nnd me.”
Again. I learn from this subject that paths
which open in hardship and darkness often
pome out in places ot Joy. When Ruth started
from Moab toward Jerusalem to go along
with her mother-in-law, I suppose the peo¬
ple said: "Oh. what a foolish creature to
go away from her father’s house: to go off
with a poor old woman toward tho land of
Judah! They won’t live to get across Hie
desert. They will be drowned in the sea, or
the jackals of the wilderness will destroy
them.” It was a verv dark morning when
Ruth started off with Naomi. But behold her
In my text in the harvest Held of Boaz, to be
nfllitne.ed to one of the lords of tiie land and
become one of the grandmothers of Jesus
Christ, the Lord of glory. And so It darkly often
is that a paih which often starts very
ends very hr glitly.
When you started out for heaven, oh, how
dark was the hour of conviction; how Sinai
thundered and the devils tormented nnd tho
darkness thickened! All the sins of your life
pounced upon you an I it was tho darkest
hour you ever saw when you first found out
your sins. After awhile you went into tho
harvest field of God’s tneroy. You began to
glean in the fields of divine promise and you
had more sheaves than you could carry as
the voice of God addressed you saying,
"Blessed is the man whoso transgressions are
forgiven and whose sins are covered.” A
very dark starting in conviction, a very
bright ending in the pardon and the hope
and the triumph of the gospel!
Ho, very spiritual often in our worldly business or
in our career w« start off on a very
dark path. We must go. Tho flesh may
shrink back, but there is a voice within, or a
voice from above, saving, "You must go.”
And wo have to drink the gall, and wo have
to carry tho cross, nnd we have to traverse
tho desert, and wo are pounded nnd flailed
of misrepresentation and abuse, and we have
to urge our way through 10,000 obstacles
that have been slain bv our own right arm.
We liavo to feril tlie river, we bavo to climb
tho mountain, we have to storm the eastlo,
but, blessed be God, the day of rest and re¬
ward will como. On the tip top of the cap¬
tured battlements wo will shout tho victory;
if not in this world, then in that world where
there Is no gall to drink, no bunions to carry,
no battles to light. How do l know it? Know
it! I know it because God says so: “They
shall hunger no more, neither thirst any
more, neither shall tho sun light on them,
nor any heat, for the Lamb which is in tho
midst of tho throne shall lead them to living
fountains of water, nnd God ahull wipe all
tears from their eyes ”
It was very hard for Noalt to endure the
scoffing of the people in bis day, while lie
was trying to httlld the ark and was overv
morning quizzed about his old boat that
would never lie of any practical use; but
when tho deltigo came and tho tops of tho
mountains disappeared like tho backs of son-
monsters, and tho elements, lashed up in
fury, clapped their hands over a drowned
world then Noah in tho ark rejoiced in his
own safety and in tho safety of his family
nnd looked out on tho wreck of a ruined
earth.
Christ, hounded of persecutors, denied a
pillow, worse maltreated than tho thieves on
either side of tho cross, human imto smack¬
ing its lips in satisfaction after it had been
draining its last drop of blood, the sheeted
dead bursting from the sepulchers at His
crucifixion! Tell me, O Gothsomane and
those? Golgotha, were tho there booming ever darker of tho times midnight than
Like
sea against the rock, ihe surges ot Christ’s
anguish beat against the gates of eternity, to
be echoed back by all the thrones of heaven
and all the dungeons of hell. But tho day
of reward comes for Christ. All tho pomp
and dominion of this world arc to ho hung
on His throne, crowned heads are to Imw be¬
fore Him on whoso head aro many crowns,
and all tho celestial humming worship is to como up like at
His feet, like the of the forest,
the rushing of the waters, like the thunder¬
ing of the seas, while all heaven, rising on
thoir thrones, beat time with their scepters,
“Halleluiah, for ihe Lord God omnipotent
roigneth ”
That song of love, now low nnd far,
Ere long shall swell from star to star;
That light, the breaking day which tips
The golden spired Apocalypse,
Again, I learn from my subject that events
which seem to be most insignificant may be
momentous. Can you imagine anything
more unimportant than the coming of a poor
woman from Moab to Judah? Can you
imagine anything more trivia! than the fact
that this Ruth just happened | to alight—as
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look at that one little incident with a thrill
of unspeakable and eternal satisfaction. Ko
it is in your history and in mine. Events
that you thought of no importance at all
have bean of very great moment. That
casual conversation, that nccldentiai mcet-
ing—yon did not think of it again for a long
while, but how it changed nil the phases of
your life.
it seemed to be of no importance that
Jubal invented rude instruments of music,
calling them harp and organs, but they were
the introduction,of all the world’s minstrelsy,
and as you hear the vibration of a stringed
instrument, even after the lingers have been
taken away from it, so all music now of lute
and drum and cornet is only the long con-
tiiiued btrains of Jul>al’s harp and Jubai’s
organ. It seemed to be a matter of vory lit-
tie importance that Tubal Cain learned the
uses of copper and iron, but that rude foun-
dry of ancient days has its echo in tho rattle
of Birmingham machinery and the roar and
bang of factories on the Merrimuc.
It seemed to be a matter of no importance
that Luther found a Bib o in a monastery,
but as he opened that Bible and tho brass-
bound lids fell back they jarred everything,
and the rustling of the wormed leaves was
the sound of the wings of the angel of the
reformation. It seemed to bo a matter of no
importance that a woman whose name has
been forgotten dropped a tract in the way of
a very bad man of the name of Richard Uax-
ter. He picked up the tract and read it, and
it was the means ot his salvation. In after
days that man wrote a book called “The
Call to the Unconverted,” that was the means
of bringing a mnltitudo to God, uinong
others Phillip Doddridge. “Tho Philip Doddridge
wrote a book called Rise and Pro-
gross of Religion,” which has brought
thousands and tons of thousands
into the kingdom of God and among others
the great Wilborforce. Wilberforco wrote a
book called “A Practical View of Christian-
ity,” which w.as the means of bringing a
great multitude to Christ, among others
Legb Richmond. Legh Richmond wrote u
VOL. V. NO. 38.
trnt-t cnllo.l "flm I> ilryuiaii’.i Daughter,”
which litis bueu tho mi'iius of tho salvation of
unoonvmlc I imiltilUihis. Ami thut tide of
infliumco stunud from the fact that one
(Jinqailuu woman dropped a Christian tract
in tho way o ltictmrd Bnxitir, lilehnrd the tide of in-
lluenoo rolling on through Baxter,
through the great Wi I perforce, through
Ic gli Kiohinoud, on, on, on, forever, for¬
ever. So tho insiguiflcaut events of this
world, seem, after all, to no the most mo¬
mentous.
Again, I see in my'subject an illustration
oi i lie beauty of female industry.
liohold ltuth toiling in the harvest Hold
under tho hot sun or at noon taking plain
bread with Hie reapers or eating the parched
corn which Hoar, -handed to her. The cus¬
toms of society, of course, have changed,
and without tlie hardships and exposure to
which ltuth was subjected every intelligent
womau will llml something to do.
I know there is a sickly sentimentality on
this subject. Iti some families there art*
persons hold community, of no practical service to tho house¬
or and, though there are so
many woes all around about them in tho
world,they spend their time languishing over
a new pattern or bursting into tears at mid¬
night over the story of some lover who shot
himself. They would not deign to look at
Until carrying back tho barley on her way
homo fastidiousness to her mother-in-law, Naomi. All
litis may seem to do very well
while they are- under tin* shelter of their
lather’s house, but when ihe sharp wiuler of
misfortune comes, what of those butterflies?
Persons under indulgent parentage may get
upon themselves habits of indolenoe, but
When they como out into practical life thoir
soul will recoil with disgust and chagrin.
They will feel lit tliolr hearts what tho poet
so severely satirized when he said:
Folks are so awkward, things so impolite,
They’re elegantly pained from morning until
Through that gate of indolence how many
men and women have marched, useless ou
earth, to a destroyed eternity! Spinola said
to Sir die?" Horace Vere, having "Of what did your
brother “Of nothing to do,”
was the answer. "Ah.” said Spinola, “that’s
enough to kill any general of us!” Oh, can
it be possible in tills world, where there is so
much suffering to be alleviated, so much
darkness to be enlightened and so many bur¬
dens lo bo carried, that there is any person
who cannot find anything to do?
Mine, do Stael did a world of work in her
time, and one day, while site was seated
amid Instruments and of music, all of which she
had mastered, amid manuscript books
which site had written, some one said toiler,
“How do you find time to attend to all these
things?” "Oh,” proud she replied, "these are not
the things I am of. My chief boast ts
in tlie fact that l have seventeen trades, by
any one of which 1 could make a livelihood if
necessary.” And, if in secular spheres thoro
is so much to be done, in spiritual work how
vast the field! Hew many dying all around
about us without one word of comfort! We
want more Abigails, more Hannahs, more
Rebeccas, more Marys, mere Deborahs, con¬
secrated, body, mind, soul, to tho Lord who
bought them.
Onco more I learn from mv subject the
value of gleaning.
Rutli going into that harvest field might
have said : “There is a straw, and there is a
straw, but wlint is a straw? 1 cau’t get tiny
barley for myself or my mother-in-law out
of these separnto straws.” Not so said
beautiful Ruth, She gathered two straws,
and she put them enough together, make and moro sheaf. straws, Put¬
until she got to a
ting that down, she went and gathered more
straws, until site had another sheaf, and
another, and another, together, nnd another, and she and tliroshed th en
she brought them
them out, and she had an nphnh of barley,
nigh a bushel. Oh, that wo might all bo
gleaners!
Rlihu Burritt learned many tilings whilo
toiling in a blacksmith shop. Abercrombie,
tho world renowned Scotland, philosopher, ids was phil¬ a
philosopher the in chief and of ho it, got while
osophy, or waiting part for door as the a
physician he was Yet how the thoro ol
sickroom lo open. many are
in this day who say they are so busy they
have no time for mental or spiritual im¬
provement. The great duties of life cross
the field lilto strong reapers and carry off all
the hours, and there is only here ami there
a fragment left that is net worth gleaning.
Ah, my friends, you could go Into the busiest
day and busiest week of your life anil find
golden might opportunities, last make whole which, sheaf gathered, for tlie
at a
Lord’s garner, privileges It Is tho stray opportunities and
and tlie stray which, taken yp
bound together and beaten out, will at last
fill you with much joy. worth
There are a few moments left tho
gleaning. Now, Ruth, to the field! May each
ono linvo ti measure full and running over!
Oh, you gleaners, to tlie field! And if thoro
be in your household an aged one or a sick
relative tlnit is not strong enough to come
forth and toil in this field, then let Ruth take
homo to feeble Naomi thin sheaf of gleaning.
“Ho that goeth forth doubtless and woepolh, hearing again
precious seed, shall coins
with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with
him." May the Lord God of Ruth and
Naomi be our portion forever!
Fox and Hounds.
For a little way the pack follows
steadily upon the line, gaining fast;
suddenly a loading hound views a hun¬
dred yards in front the beaten fox.
He raises his voice in a frantic de¬
light; the rest of the pack in turn
catch sight of their prey, and now,
ravening together, dash forward with
a crash of voices with renewed pace
and vigor, The fox knows now that
the end is very near, yet he still holds
his head straight and presses on. The
sight even to the hardened tox-hunter
is almost a pathetic one. Here is no
friendly ditch, no bush, no shelter of
any kind, where the hunted creature
may set himself up at the last and
die at least with his back to the wall.
All is bare, inhospitable, and open.
The pack flashes forward, one hound
three lengths ahead of his fellows.
He is within five yards of his prey;
the fox suddenly .faces round with
open mouth and bared teeth; the big
hound grapples him fiercely, receiving
a nasty bite as he does so; in another
instant the whole pack are mingled in
one wild delirium; the death has come.
The huntsman gallops up, jumps off
his good chestnut, rescues the dead
and now tattered quarry, and, with the
field gathered round him, proceeds to
conduct the last, rites in due form.—
Saturday Review.
A WARM RECEPTION.
It was 3 a. m.
He had just come home.
Site regarded him for a momeut in
silence.
At length she spoke.
Furthermore, she spoke at length.