Greenfield Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 18 April 1895 — Page 7

DEATH 18 A YIGTOEY.

THE SUBJECT OF DR. TALMAGE'S EASTER SERMON.

An Eloquent Discourse on the Resurrection—Numerous Things In Nature That Symbolize the New Life—Only the Bad

Disapprove of the Resurrection.

NEW YORK, April 14.—Rev. Dr. Talxnago preached twice today in New .York—at the Academy of Music and the West Presbyterian church—on both occasions to crowded audiences. One of the sermons was on the subject of "Easter Jubilee," the text being taken from I Corinthians xv, 54, "Death is swallowed up in victory."

About 1,861 Easter mornings have wakened the earth. In France for three centuries the almanacs made the year begin at Easter until Charles IX made the year begin at Jan. 1. In the Tower of London there is a royal pay roll of Edward I, on which there is an entry of 18 pence for 400 colored and pictured Easter eggs, with which the people sported. In Russia slaves were fed and alms were distributed on Easter.

Ecclesiastical councils met at Pontus, at Gaul, at Rome, at Achaia, to decide the particular day, and after a controversy moro animated than gracious decided it, and now through Sll Christendom in somo way the first Sunday after the full moon which happens upon or next after March 21 is filled with Easter rejoicing. The royal court of the Sabbaths is made up of 52. Fifty-one are princes in tlio royal household, but Easter is queen. She wears a richer diadem and sways a moro jowelod i-ccpt-er, and in her smilo nations are irradiated. We we^omo this queenly day, holding high up in her ri«ht hand the wrenched off bolt of Christ's sepulcher and holding high up in her left hand the key to all *the cemeteries in Christendom.

My text is an ejaculation. It is spun out of halleluiahs. Paul wroto right on in his argument about the resurrection and observed all tho laws of logic, but when he came to writo the words of tho text his fingers and his pen and the parchment on which ho wrote took fire, and ho cried out, "Death is swallowed up in victory!" It is a dreadful sight to seo an army routed and flying. They scatter everything valuable on the track. Unwheeled artillery. Hoof or liorso on breast of wounded and dying man. You have read of the French falling back from Sedan, or Napoleon's track of 90,000 corpses in tho snowbanks of Russia, or of tho fivo kings tumbling over the rocks of Beth or an with their armies, while tho hailstorms of heaven and tho swords of Joshua's hosts struck them with their fury.

The Hosts of Evil.

But in my text is a worso discomfiture. It seems that a black giant proposed to conquer tho earth. Ho gathered for his host. all'tho aches and pains and maladies and distempers and epidemics of the ages. Ho marched them down, drilling them in the northeast wind, amid tho slush of tempeiits. He threw up barricades of grave mound. He pitched tent of charnel house. Some of the troops inarched with slow tread, commanded by consumptions some in double quick, commanded by pneumonias. Some ho took by long besiegement of evil habit and some by ono stroke of the battleax of casualty. With bony hand ho pounded at tho doors of hospitals and sickrooms and won all the victories in all the great battlefields of all tho five continents. Forward, march! the conqueror of conquerors, and all the generals and commanders in chief, and all presidents and kings and sultans and czars drop under tho feet of his war charger.

But one Christmas night his antagonist was born. As most of the plagues and sicknesses and despotisms camo out of the .east it was appropriate that the new conqueror should come out of tho same quarter. Power is given him to awaken all tho fallen of all the centuries and of all lands and marshal them against the black giant. Fiolds have already been won, but the last day will see tho decisive battle. When Christ shall load forth his two brigades, the brigade of the risen dead and the brigade of the celestial host, the black giant will fall back, and tho brigade from the riven sepulcliers will take him from beneath, and the brigade of descending immortals will take him from above, and "death shall be swallowed up in victory." The old braggart that threatened the conquest and demolition of tho planet has lost his throne, has lost his scepter, has lost his palace, has lost his prestige, and tho one word written over all the gates of mausoleum and catacomb and necropolis, on cenotaph and sarcophagus, on the lonely cairn of the arctic explorer and on the catafalque of great cathedral, written in capitals of azalea and ealla lily, written in musical cadence, written in doxology of great assemblages, written on the sculptured door of the family vault, is "Victory. Coronal word, embannered word, apocalyptic word, chief word of triumphal arch tinder which conquerors return. Victory! Word shouted at Culloden and Balaklava and Blenheim at Megiddo and Solferino at Marathon, whero the Athenians drove back the Modes at Poictiers, where Charles Martel broke the ranks of the Saracens at Salamis, where Themistocles in the great sea fight confounded the Persians, and at the door of the eastern cavern of chiseled rock, where Christ came out through a recess and throttled the king of torrors and put him baok in the niche from which the celestial conqueror had just emerged. Aha, when the jaws of the eastern mausoleum took down the black giant, "death was swallowed up in victory!"

Abolition of Death.

I proclaim the abolition of death. The old antagonist is driven back into mythology with all the lore about Stygian ferry and Charon with oar and boat. We shall have no more to do with death than we have with the cloakroom at a governor's or president's levea

We stop at such cloakroom and leave in charge of the servant our overcoat, our overshoes, our outward apparel that we may not be impeded in the brilliant rouud of the drawing room. Well, my friends, when we go out of this world we are going to a king's banquet, and to a reception of monarchs, and at the door of the tomb we leave the cloak of flesh and the wrappings with which we meet the storms of the world. At the close of our earthly reception, under the brush and broom of the porter, the coat or hat may be handed to us better than when we resigned it, and the cloak of humanity will finally be returned to us improved and brightened and purified and glorified. You and I do not want our bodies returned to us as they are now. We want to get rid of all their weaknesses, and all their susceptibilities to fatigue, and all their slowness of locomotion. They will be put through a chemistry of soil and heat and cold and changing seasons out of which God will reconstruct them as much better than they aro now as the body of the rosiest and healthiest child that bounds over the lawn is better than the sickest patient in the hospital.

But as to our soul, we will cross right over, not waiting for obsequies, independent of obituary, into a state in every way better, with wider room and velocities beyond computation the dullest of us into companionship with the very best spirits in their very best moods, in the very best room of the universe, the four walls furnished and paneled and pictured and glorified with all the splendors that tho infinite God in all ages has been able to invent. Victory!

This view of course makes it of but little importance whether we are cremated or sepulturod. If the latter is dust to dust, tho former is ashes to ashes. If any prefer incineration, let them have it without caricature. The world may become so crowded that cremation may be universally adopted by law as well as by general consent. Many of the mightiest and best of earth have gone through this process. Thousands and tens of thousands of God's children have been cremated. P. P. Bliss and wife, the evangelist singers, cremated by accident at Ashtabula bridge John Rogers cremated by persecution, Latimer and Ridley cremated at Oxford, Pothinus and Blondina, a slave, and Alexander, a physician, and their comrades, cremated at tho order of Marcus Aurelius. At least a hundred thousand of Christ's disciples cremated, and there can be no doubt about tho resurrection of their bodies. If the world lasts as much longer as it has already been built, there perhaps may bo no room for the large acreage set apart for tho resting places, but that time has not come. Plenty of room yet, and the race need not pass that bridge of firo until it comes to it. The most of us prefer tho old way. But whether out of natural disintegration or cremation we shall get that luminous, buoyant, gladsome, transcendent, magnificent, inexplicable structure called the resurrection body you will have it, I will have it. I fjay to you today as Paul said to Agrippa, "Why should it be thought a thing incredible with you that God should raioo tho dead?" The Clouds a. Symbol of tho Resurrection.

That far up cloud, higher than the hawk flies, higher than tho eagle flies, what is it made of? Drops of water from the Hudson, other drops from tho East river, other drops from a stagnant pool out on Newark flats. Up yonder there, embodied in a cloud, and the sun kindles it. If God can make such a lustrous cloud out of water drops, many of them soiled and impure and fetched from miles away, can ho not transport the fragments of a human body from the earth and out of them build a radiant body? Cannot God, who owns all the material out of which bones and muscle and flesh are made, set them up again if they have fallen? If a manufacturer of telescopes drop a telescope on tho floor, and it breaks, can ho not mend it again so you can see through it? And if God drops tho human eye into the dust, tho eye which ho originally fashioned, can he not rostore it? Aye, if the manufacturer of the telescope, by a change of the glass and a change of focus, can make a better glass than that which was originally constructed and actually improve it, do you not think tho fashioner of the human eyo may improve its sight and multiply the natural eye by tho thousandfold additional forces of the resurrection oye? "Why should it bo thought with you an incredible thing that God should raise the dead?" Things all around us suggest it. Out of what grew all these flowers? Out of the mold and earth. Resurrected. Resurrected. The radiant butterfly, where did it come from? The loathsome caterpillar. That albatross that smites the tempest with its wing, where did it come from? A senseless shell. Near Bergerac, France, in a Celtic tomb, under a block, were found flower seeds that had been buried 2,000 years. The explorer took tho flower seed and planted it, and it came up. It bloomed in bluebell and heliotrope. Two thousand years ago buried, yet resurrected. A traveler says he found in a mummy pit in Egypt garden peas that had been buried there 8,000 years ago. He brought them out, and on June 4, 1844, ho planted thom. and in SO days they sprang up. Buried 8,000 years, yet resurrected. "Why should it bethought a thing incredible with you that God should raise tho dead?" Where did all this silk come from—the silk that adorns your persons and your homes? In the hollow of a staff a Greek missionary brought from China to Europe the progenitors of those worms that now supply the silk markets of many nations. The pageantry of bannerod host and the luxurious articles of commercial emporium blazing out from the silkworms! And who shall be surprised if, out of this insignificant earthly life, our bodies unfold into {something worthy of the coming eternities? Put silver into diluted niter, and it dissolves. Is Tne silver gone forover? No Pat in some pieces o* oopper, and

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tho silver reappears. If one foroe dissolves, another force reorganizes Out of the Night the Day it "Why should it be thought a thuig incredible with you that God should raise tho dead?" The insects flew and the worms crawled last autumn feebler and feebler and then stopped. They have taken no food they want none. They lie dormant and insensible, but soon the south wind will blow the resurrection trumpet, and the air and the earth will be full of them. Do you not think thjjt God can do as much for our bodies as he does for the wasps, and the spiders, and the snails? This morning at half past 4 o'clock there was a resurrection. Out of the night, the day. In a few weeks there will be a resurrection in all our gardens. Why not some day a resurrection amid all the graves? Ever and anon there are instances of men and women entranced.

A trance is death, followed by resurrection after a few days—total suspension of mental power and voluntary action. Rev. William Tennent, a great evangelist of the last generation, of whom Dr. Archibald Alexander, a man far from being sentimental, wrote in most eulogistic terms—Rev. William Tennant seemed to die. His spirit seemed to have departed. People came in day after day and said, "He is dead he is dead." But the soul returned, and William Tennent lived to write out experiences of what he had seen while his soul was gone. It may be found some time what is called suspended animation or comatose state is brief death, giving the soul an excursion into the next world, from which it comes back—a furlough of a few hours granted from the conflict of life to which it must return.

Do not this waking up of men from trance and this waking up of grains buried 3,000 years ago make it easier for you to bolieve that your body and mine, after the vacation of the grave, shall rouse and rally, though there bo 3,000 years between our last breath and the sounding of the «rchangelic reveille? Physiologists tell us that, while the most of our bodies are built with such wonderful economy that wo can spare nothing, and the loss of a finger is a hindrance, and the injury of a toe joint makes us lame, still we have two or three apparently useless physical apparati, and no anatomist or physiologist has over been able to tell what they are good for. Perhaps they are the foundation of the resurrection body, worth nothing to us in this state, to bo indispensibly valuable in tho next state. The Jewish rabbis appear to have had a hint of this suggestion when they said that in the human frame there was a.small bono which was to be the basis of the resurrection body. That may have been' a delusion. But this thing is certain, the Christian scientists of our day have found out that there aro two or three superfluities of the body that aro something gloriously suggestive of another state.

I called at my friend's house ono summer day. I found tho yard all piled up with rubbish of carpenter's and mason's work. The door was off. Tho plumbers had torn up tho floor. Tho roof was being lifted in cupola. All the pictures were gone, and the paper hangers were doing their work. All the modern improvements were being introduced into that dwelling. There was not a room in tho house fit to live in at that time, although a month before, when I visited that house, everything was so beautiful I could not have suggested an improvement. My friend had gone with his family to the Holy -Land, expecting to come baok at the end of six months, when tho building was to be done.

The New House.

And, oh! what was his joy when at the end of six months ho returned and the old house was enlarged and improved and glorified! That is your body It looks well now. All the rooms filled with health, and we could hardly make a suggestion. But after awhile your soul will go to the Holy Land, and while you are gone the old house of your tabernacle will be entirely reconstructed from cellar to attic, every nerve, muscle and bone and tissue and artory must bo hauled over, and the old structure will be burnished and adorned and raised and cupolaed and enlarged, and all the improvements of heaven introduced, and you will move into it on resurrection day, "For we know that, if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, wo have a building of God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." Oh, what a day when body and soul meet again 1 They are very fond of each other. Did your body ever have a pain and your soul not re-echo it? Or, changing the question, did your soul ever have any trouble and your body not sympathize with it, growing wan and weak under the depressing influence? Or did your soul ever have a gladness but your body celebrated it with kindled eye and cheek and elastic step. Surely God never intended two such good friends to be very long separated. And

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world's last Easter morning shall come the soul will descend, crying, "Where is my body?" And the body will ascend, saying, "Where is my soul?" And the Lord of the resurrection will bring them together, and it will be a perfect soul in a perfect body, introduced by a perfect Christ into a perfect heaven. Victory!

Only the bad disapprove of the resurrection. A cruel heathen warrior heard Mr. Moffat, the missionary, preach about the resurrection, and he said to the missionary, "Will my father rise in the last day?" "Yes," said the missionary. "Will all the dead in battle rise?" said the cruel chieftain. "Yes," said the missionary. "Then," said the warrior, "let me hear no more about the resurrection day. There can be no resurrection, there shall be no resurrection. I have slain thousands in battle. Will they rise? Ah, there will be more to rise on that day than those want to see whose crimes have never been repented of. But for all others who allowed Christ to be their pardon and life and resurrection it will be "a day victory. The

thundgrs of the last day will be the salvo that greets you into harbor. The lightnings will be only the torches of triumphant procession marching down to escort you home. The burning worlds flashing through immensity will be the rockets celebrating your coronation on thrones where you will reign forever and forever and forever. Where is death? What have we to do with death? As your reunited body and soul swing off from this planet on that last day you wiir see deep gashes all up and down the hills, deep gashes all through the valleys, and they will be the emptied graves, they will be the abandoned sepulchres, with rough ground tossed on either side of them, and slabs will be uneven on the rent hillocks, and there will be fallen monuments and cenotaphs, and then for the first time you will appreciate the full exhilaration of the text, "He will swallow up death in victory."

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven 1 Praise to Thee by both be given Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail the resurrection Thou I

Old Embroideries.

In a wardrobe account in the time of Richard II two embroiderers, William Sanston and Robert de Asshecombe, are written down as "Broudatores Domini Regis." In another place Stephen Vyne i3 mentioned as being appointed chief embroiderer to Richard II and his queen and as having a pension granted him by Henry IV. Those who have gone over these numerous accounts systematically have noted entries relating to needlework which mention the following persons:

Adam de Bakering, who was paid 6s. Sd. for silk and fringe to embroider a "chesable" made by Mabilia of St. Edmunds Adam de Basinges, who made a copo for tho king to give to the bishop of Hereford Thomas Cheiuer, who was paid £140 for a vest of velvet embroidered with divers work for tho chaplain of Edward III William Courtenay, who embroidered a garment for the same monarch with pelicans and tabernacles of gold John do Colonia, who made two vests of green velvet embroidered with gold sea sirens and tho arms of England and Hainault., and a white robe worked with pearls, and a velvet robe embroidered -\^ith gold, for Queen Philippa Rose Bureford, who received 50 marks from Queen Isabella in part payment of 100 marks, for an embroidered cope, and John do Sumercote and Roger tho tailor, who wore ordered to make four robes of the best brocade, two for King Henry III and two for his queen, with gold fringe and gems, with special directions to make tho tunics of softer brocade than that of tho mantlos and supertunics.

In- one of the earliest books preserved by tho Corporation of London there is a transcript of a quit claim in which there is mention of a piece of cloth 8 ells long and 6 ells wide that Aleyse Darcy embroidered with divers works in gold and silk for tho Earl of Richmond, grandson of Henry III.—Exchange.

Senator Call's "-Pants."

Senator Call is very popular with tho lower classes, the cracker element, who consider him tho greatest man on earth, and will not vote for a legislative candidate unless he agrees to support the senator for re-eloction whenever his term runs out. When congress adjourns, Mr. Call comes home, puts on a gray hickory shirt, a pair of ragged breeches, a coat with large holes at the elbows, an old tan colored, perspiration stained slouch hat and gets into his sulky for an electioneering tour through tho state.

He travels over the sand hills and through the pino forests, stopping at every cabin "to pass the time of day." He kisses all the children, asks for a "snack" to eat, and when the farmer's wife offers him butter he always prefers sorghum on his bread. When night overtakes him, he "puts up" at the nearest farmhouse, no matter how uninviting it may bo, and when ho goes to bed holds out his ragged trousers to his host and says: "I snagged my pants in the brush today, and I'd bo under everlasting obligations if your good wife would mend them for me."

Of course the woman would sit up all night to patch the garments of a United States senator, and sho puts in her prettiest stitches, but he rips off the patch in a day or two and plays the same game in tho next county. The name of the women in Florida who have mended Senator Call's pants is legion, and it is the proudest event in their lives.—Cor. Chicago Record. f-

Traditions and Solomon.

Solomon far eclipses his father in rabbinical fame. In agreement with most eastern nations the Jews credit him with power over demons and genii. Well might he be called the wise king, but of the traditional examples of his wisdom we can only give a few. When about to build the temple, he sent to Pharaoh to lend him the services of some skilled artificers. The Egyptian king, with rather niggardly kingcraft, only sent those who were doomed to die within the year. Solomon sent them back, each man with a shroud, and with the tailhting message to his brother monarch, "Hast thou no shrouds to bury thine own dead?"

When the queen of Sheba visited him, among the "questions" that she put to him was one which seriously puzzled the king. In each hand she held a wreath of flowers, one of which was natural and one artificial, but so exquisite was the workmanship of the latter that, at the distance the queen stood from the throne, no difference could be detected. Could the wise Solomon, who knew all horticulture "from the cedar that is in Lebanon to the hyssop that springeth out of the wall," tell his vis^or which was the true and which the false? The king was nonplused for a moment, but only for a moment. He commanded that the doors and windows should be thrown open, and the bees, entering in, answered for him the question of the queen of the south.—All the Year Bound.

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Office of Sheriff Hancock County. GREKXKIKLD, I»D„ March 27, 1895. By virtue of a certified copy of a dt-cree, to nie directed from the Clerk of the Hancock Circuit Court, iu a cause wlieioin Florence C. Binford is plaintiff arid Eldoras Clayton and Olive N. Clayton are defendants, requiring me to make the sum of twenty-seven dollars and eighty-five cents So), will .expose at public sale to the highest bidder,

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Between the hours of 10 o'clock a. m, and 4 o'clock p. of said dav, at the door of the Court JJouse of Hancock County, Indiana, the rents and profits lor a term not exceeding seven years,

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