Our King.

There was once a very wise King, one in

whom Wisdom, Love, Truth and Justice were

combined. This King possessed a kingdom that

lay at a very great distance from his mansion,

he placed some subjects in his kingdom, gave

them everything that could tend to make them

comfortable and happy; he then gave them a

law, just and good, but they transgressed the

law, the law that was founded in justice and

given in love, yes, this law they transgressed.

Now what ought the King to do with such people,

people that have shown themselves ungrateful

for his kindness, and proved themselves

unworthy his love? Can he love them now?

But listen; I will tell you all, all about his love

for those poor fallen creatures, and yet I cannot

tell you all; ah no! For tongue cannot express

it: 'tis impossible to appreciate His kindness, his

benevolence, his love.

This King had a Son an only Son, one that

he loved better than anything else, and he 

resolved this Son should purchase pardon for

these fallen subjects. And how? He would

send him to his distant kingdom and suffer him

to spend a life-time with his ungrateful people.

Yes, his Son, his beloved Son, went to the 

Father's distant domain. And in what manner

did he go? Went he in grandeur, attended by

a retinue of his Father's house, with chariots

and horses? No, no; he went in poverty, although

his Father was vastly rich; yet he chose

to go in the form of one surrounded by penury

and woe. He assumed the character of an infant,

cradled in a manger, and made his bed

with the beasts of the stall. This lovely Prince

became a little child, meek and lowly, teachable

and loving, but notwithstanding he went in

such an inoffensive manner, there was a wicked

man there that strove to put him to death, and

in order to do this he commanded his servants

to slay all the children from two years old and

younger, in his province, but the good King so

ordered it that his Son was saved. At length

he became a man grown, and then he went about

doing good to the people in the kingdom, he

made the dumb to speak, the deaf to hear, the

blind to see, the lame to walk; he cured divers

diseases and raised many dead to life, he also

gave them good advice by which they might

become good and holy, yet regardless of his

love to them, they loved him not, but opposed

him in every way they could. They persecuted

him shamefully, and at last laid cruel hands on

him and put him to death in the most shameful


Now what will the good King do? Will he

not visit the kingdom himself and destroy those

wicked men? He did not. He raised his Son

from the dead and took him home to his own

mansion, and gave all that would accept it the

privilege of believing on his Son's name, and

then he would take them into his favor, 

otherwise they must perish. Now, dear children, 

as you know of whom I have been speaking, that

I have been telling about God, the Son of

God, and this earth, let me ask you, do you love

this good, this gracious King? Do you feel

willing to bear the scoffs and scorn of the

world for him who has borne so much for you?

If you do not, O turn to him, give him your

hearts your affections, your all, speedily, e'er it

is forever too late. 

At another time I will notice some of the

precepts he has given us. For the present I

bid you adieu, praying God to keep all my patient

little readers from sin until the second

coming of his Son, which is near at hand.


Minnesota, Wis.