Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 35, Number 29, Jasper, Dubois County, 31 March 1893 — Page 3
tfKEKLY COURIER.
C. IOAiNMi:. IulliHher.
LOST IN THE SNOW.
((r,lt,i siUfnrttiiie Orrlak walug I'Hrty In Hungary.
In the country parts of Hungary, . - iKitni I, nftitti tin i)iiire1i ifttlilrt
ncrr satt mi!s, the christening of n child :, .'momentous event, which neonlu
j, f'rwanl to with joyful anticipap - & to a gay festival. It include a too? r re to tl,e low'1 or Tillage where toe. i-h is situated, with 4 stop for pffs .uu'nt.s on the way. and on the fft , n h 'ine a banquet, with the usual
fcv, npantment 01 hinging, drlnldng .".r.. ing. In winter, when the air
o nnd bracing, and the snow lies 1 .1 1 1
V. 'I" ine ground, me cnrisicning jrtv inre to church in a sleigh with -.-::cuabuIation of the bells," and p. rAf tUemelves with abundant prosis Ik fore .setting out. This i what John and Magdalen jjtrr of Kessinez, did when jfsb-tr's day they took their child jr. d ' ir house to Traunau, where
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-t "xi the baptismal ceremony. They
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a n hum liouie-distil eu sniriLs to
cold out occuDied a nromiuent
. . l.ie child wascnrelullv wraoned
f - r wraps and shawls till it 1h
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V frivolity, asked them to n the child and got the cerer as soon as jwssible. Only : they discover to their horror I. ... ..a.
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: v-.. r nx; now eouiu yon Have n the child when you came tc j.-' . hristened?" "Ah! if we had -' v ttrn it." returned the father, - : I not much matter, but
r -tit." They at once drove hack -' :iey had come, this time with vvman. who carried a ret.) ' .at er tn as to baptizethe infant r- r.is, stopping and innK-ing a wherever any heap of snow t .eti grounds for surmising that l mijjlit be tln-re. At last they
r e uany, insme all its wiinr lying in the snow, but the faintest sign of life. Il i n to death. Instead of a ban
x . .t
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yr 7. -hs.
-'v.h'-C .k v Till! winu-it nf thu
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III U r II I Ki uijr aplrll, srise, AnU luln the full
chonw that Klaililrnn Ihc skUn; flie stone frota the tomb of the ages Is rolled, The chains of mortality broken, behold: Lot me rUc, let me rlso on tho wlii? of the liBht. And In antlphoncs new wlih tho ancels unite; Tho dumb tomb has spoken, and falls oa our tars The son,' of the morning that pladdern the spheres! The fd.le.1 are all Blowing, unfettered the rills; Thu llowers of tho touiti winds are lighting the hlllt.:
Hut what were tho clorlcs of spring times that
fad
If the dead in the chanvber of silence were
laid:
Arise, then, my soul, on the wlnss of the
lipid; Thy songs with the mes.tcmrcr anpeb unite: The dumb tomb has spoken: morality hears
The sonx of thu morulas that gladden the
i-phercsi Celestial doors open, nnd falls on faith's ear An anthera as sweet as the reeds of Judea, Kow rising triumphant, the chorus of time.
And the bells of tho blessed conjulUant
chlrno. Arise. Oiay soul, on the wings of the light
In the sonss of the Cross with tho victors
unite. The dumb tomb has spoken? mortality hears
The sun? of tho mornin? that gladdens the
spheres!
Tho Cross gleams above us, below smllo tho
flowers.
Tho tomb Is a chamber of heavenly dowers.
New life glows within us, and It will not be
long
That our psalaiswe shall slog In these prisons of
song. Arise, then arise oa the wines of the light.
With tho skies singing u'er us ia chorus
unite:
The dumb tomb has spo) en. and falls on our
ears
The sung of tho mora" ng that gladdens the
spheres'
Ilc2eklah Itutterworth, la Ladies' Homo
Journal
THE EASTER
BONNET.
to done killed
Don't make 'em like tli;y used with too much stylo-
Fixed up with bird r.i' ribbons, till you know
cm half a mile; -
They call 'on "Kaster bonnets, "la the blgstoro
windows hunp-
Aln t nothla lllto the bonnets that they woro
wfcen wc was young!
sweeter and neater tras
ringlets
Ttuibllltlr f Compound liitarrot.
iiJaho correspondent sends a pho
-j in :i n iiiziiifi iiinrirr-itr.. tvn
V wit ..F.IAIIllll.a .11 L , 11 I 1 Ilfi
r-tce was executed in 1SÖI. on a
e i f land in I :.)!.. Pitr lokk
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-Jinierest. at tnc rate of 10 per cent
......... rtlll IIUIU Mian rt?paid then the sum of
with interest, at ;o per cent, pei V4 and if said interest is not paiii t time of the maturity of this a.'i interest to bo adleti to tlic ' -'pal. and said principal and inter' " t.thtr shall draw interest per
Ti'.s above stateiL" These condi-
i w. -. evidently not fulfilled, for a s aopended to the document a "v "The alove mortgage is not " 1, according to the records ol ' nlv. With interest on $170, at
:r rent, per month, compounded x months, the debt would novt
KJ 1 3 'Ik .ill
-ar. a great many millionaires ir - untry. hot there is probably onlj n in the world who is indebted -u .f nearly forty-six trillions oj X Y. Tribune.
Titln In Irrlnnd.
How much completer.
the oldTtmc tonnet, shadii;' roay cheeks an' black an' gold'
Tlaln. r. ith no Uxin's on it with a string of red
or blue: Dut a kiss beaeathtaat bonnet was a3 sweet as hosey-dew: Don't make 'cm l'.Uc they uso to-done killed with too much style: An' yet theglrla that wear 'em give a fellow Ich a smile
lie Kinoer smooths It ovsr forgives 'cm, so
high-strung nut they're nuthin' like tho bonnets that they wore when no w youn-i' -Atlanta Constitution.
' Mie rule of law in Great Uritain for spcCch. y is a town which is or has I heard of a
"toi a uiMiop there are in
i thirty-two cities. They are: i?h. Derry. Down. Connor. Kil- - M .1 . . .
' Dublin, Kildare, Lcighlin, KIlFerns, Cashcl. Emiv. Cork, l imerick, Waterford. "Lismorc, Uoss and Kerry; Tuatn, "T. Calway. Kilmacduagh, El- " infert and Killala. Hesides
queen, as the "fountain ol " ni setl Helfast to the dignity ol n honor of her jubilee. Thomas " r retired the honor for the V Y. Sun.
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A lllalne I'lrttirr. Olivet f ' , w-. . . . .
KIUUU.1 iiliuiu ever luKcn
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...- nun in uosession ot a
w i' lives in llrownville. Pa., his me. His a tintcrte. and
-Mr H'aine in company with sev : sehiim ni ihüt t
1 is Inn-n made to get the lady Tsthe picture to part with itot o be copied, but she says that ' ' v inducement could get it " f only for an instant. Hos
"n n llxtrn.Un S. nle. ""vlke Yankee (in the neat H g pardon for intruding, sir, ! are the governor of these isVou not? a Oovenior of Uarratl I W hat can I do for you? "-.u. Yankee I notice one of r,"ano-s is smoking. Like to 1 a down draft furnace for it 3R Tribune.
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Tl.lr Tkllt. nnluckiest doc jiHre.M said
''tine; ".sotncbtKly's always
" nnwn and leaving tnc is
1 jnst vhnt matrnc mm 1.
""''J the ToniiomiML Puck.
EJjSIE." my father said to me, looking up from a letter he was
reading, "how would you like to have a cousin to come and live here? A tfirlcousin, about your own age, and who has your name, too Elisabeth Has-sett'
I only stared, far too much amazed
A cousin! 2sevcr had I
an uncle or aunt, much less a
cousin. "Hut, papa," 1 said, at last, "1 never knew I had a cousin." "H'm! No! Your mother teat an only child, but 1 had a brother. Poor Tom! lie and I had a quarrel long before we w!re either of us married; no matter about that now. Tom went oft to the west, but he didn't find any of tho wonderful good luck there that üome men da The fact is. Hess, Tom was always lazy! Lazy folksdon'tget along out west! Itut he is dead, my dear been dead these tenyears, acd his wife died a week ago and left a letter for me, asking me to befriend their only child. She needn't come here, you see, if you don't want her." "Oh. but I do want liar!" I cried. "Hare I not 1ecn longing' for a sister nil my life? I do want her, papa! Please send for her." "Very well, my dear. I will write at once." Then I rushed off to find Martha, who is our head servant, mid, l sometimes tu;pcct, our real housekeeper, though she lets me have all the honors. .Martha, who had lived with tny grandmother, had known Mr. Tom, but Und thought he died long ago. She was cry willing, however, to help me in getting one of the prettiest rooms ready for "Miss Elizabeth," and promised dainties for the feast of welcome. At the elcTemth hour papa resolved to go himself and bring tho orphan girl to her new home, and Martha nnd I had full scope for our hospitable plans. It was not that l had anything to do, for with our small family Martha declared she had hard work to keep the servants busy, in spite of the size of the house, but I liked to fuss about and select pretty ornaments nnd trimmings for tny cousin's room. Perhaps l threw ray&elf into these preparations with more energy, bemum I had Bcrer quit recovered frost
the heartache It gave me to part with Herbert Wilson. Two years before papa had sent hi tu off to fceek his fortune, and I lived meantime ou the hope of hb finding it- It was a romantic littlu love btory, and, being so much alone, I had suffered more than papa ltnew, so I wns glad to think of having a companion of my own age. She canto with pupa, and rnshed into my arms, apparently as pleased as I was. I hud pulled down my face to express my sympathy with her recent loss, but it was wasted sentiment. Shedid not appear to have any feeling about it, and longer acquaintance convinced me that she had no depth of feeling about unjthing, Hut sho was charming, a little, fairylike blonde, with Huffy yellow hair, soft blue eyes and a complexion like strawberries and cream. I felt gigantic when I saw our reflections in a long mirror, for I was tall, decidedly brunette, and, while I was just six months the younger, looked live years older than the child-like little butterfly. It was pretty to see how she enjoyed the luxuries about her, the dainty food, the cozy arm chairs, and, above all, tho Idleness. Poor littte mite! She had faced poverty ever since she was born, and she enjoyed comfort as much as a kitten.
"I mean to marry a rich man," she told me, "or not marry at nil. Lots und lots of money! That is my idea of perfect bliss. And, hy the way, Hess, why don'tyou marry Mr. Gordon?"
1 laughed heartily. Ever since 1
I selected, hut I had orders to be generous, and between us we had ready a trousseau of which Mrs. Gordou need not be n hamed. Hut on Easter day, when I could not quite detach my heart from earthly matters, I watched eagerly for Her bert's nresenL 1 hud made no seeret
I of this little ray of hope that came to
me, anu fallier only grunted when I displayed my trilling presents. 1 was in my room alone when this ono came a little box, such as I had twice before opened. And on the pink cotton a dainty crystal egg. Two lay in my jewel box; one with a tiny locket, one with a golden cross, inside. I opened this one. My heart gave one sickening throb and the whole room seemed to reel about ine. When my sight was once more clear, I saw on the pretty pink cotton the ring I hud given Herbert Wilson. There could be no mistake. There it lay, mocking tnc with its tiny clasped hands and entwined initials. He was false to me. Some fairer face had won his heart, and lie hnd sent my ring back to ine. It had never been my habit to show my feelings on any occasion, so I closed up the pretty crystal egg, locked it away in tny jewel box, und went down to dinner. Father noticed that 1 was verv tiale. but accented a trlflin bead-
I a - r . ache as an excuse, and Lizzie made no i ... .
comment, bhe was deep in the studv
of our visiting list, and adding a few
cards to those already scut out. The next week was all a whirl.
Somehow 1 did manage to push back
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I it KAN TO UAJirtY X HICI! MAN."
could remember I had been asked why I didn't marry Mr. Gordon. He had wooed me with dolls and sugar plums while I was a mere baby, and his devotions were apparent to the most careless. liven llert, my own IJort, had occasional spasms of jea ousy, and in our last conversation had said, imploringly: "You'll give me a fair chance, Hcssie? You won't marry G anion.'" And I solemnly promised never to marry Charles Gordon. ' "Stop laughing!" Lizz'e said. Wc had found she had always been called Lizzie, so there was no confusion from our both having our grandmother's name. "Stop laughing, and tell me why you don't marry Mr. Gordon. They say he is awfully rich."
"And they can say he is awfully silly nnil nivfullv ilrnridfiil!'' 1 er!iil. "Wi i i
half a fool, Lizzie, and he is old enough
tobe my father. Marry Mr. Gordon, in
deed!"
"Tell me," she said, nestling down in my arms, "is there not what the
novels call 'another?'"
"Yes. tny dear, there is." "Where W lie" "I don't know," I said, ruefully; "he
was sent away to seek his fortune. He
is a poor man, and father thought I
was too j'oung to know my own mind! Hut he lias sent me a Christmas card and an Easter egg every time the days
come round so that I know he is alive and does not forget me."
"How jolly!" said Lizzie. "And is
that his nnir?"
"Yes; wc each had one made to or
der, just alike two clasped hands, aud on the reverse side our initials entwined."
"How romantic!" said Lizzie. "I don't believe you have any heart!"
I cried, indignantly.
"Not the tiniest, tiniest bit," she
said, with perfect good humor; "but, Hessie, if there is 'another,' can't I
have Mr. Gordon?"
"You ridiculous baby, " I said, "you
need not ask my permission. I wouldn't marry him if I had never heard of 'an
other."
Uut, after all, it was rather mortifyng tc mv vanity to see how readily she
could make my life-long lover her slave.
She was so pretty, -and her mourning
was the merest pretense jus enough
black to set oil Iter dazzling complexion, and she knew well the power of
beauty. Then her childlike, innocent ways were attractive to the elderly ndorer I had always kept at a distance.
Sh sang for him, .waltzed with him,
devoured his boivbons by the box, llat-
tcred him, and when he threw his fortutie and himself at her feet, she ac
cepted him. I think papa was secretly delighted. He uns accustomed to iny q uiet ways, and this dancing, einging fairy Hitting about rather bewildered him. We
were rather old-fashioned folks, papa und I, nnd my cousin had considetable "girl-of-the-period" about Iter. It was just before Lent that Lizzie told us of her engagement, and, as Mr. CorJ urged an early wedding day, it was decided that the week following Easter should make him "the happy man" of a gorgeous wedding. Papa was liberal, and my Lenten duties were sadly upsöt by, the preparations for a grand recaption, after thu church wedding. It was a perfect de-, light to Lizzie- to throw off her black dress and try on the pretty finery that papa gavo mo permbMion to provide. She was not exacting, accepting wkat
my personality ami give myself to my cousin. The duties of hospitality were pressing, for wu had bidden all our "dear live hundred friends" to the wedding, and to the reception afterward. I had escaped a bridesmaid's position by pleading that of hostess; but I was very busy, and only at night could I let my sorrow have its way. How much I had lord, how perfectly 1 had trusted Herbert. I learned in those days, when all my love nnd trust seemed thrust back upon my own heat t. The last drop was added to my cup of misery the very day before Lizzie's wedding. rather came home earlier than ust.nl, ( and came to my room. "Hessie. my dear," he said, "I hcasd some news to-day that will come to you, sooner or later, nnd I thought 1 could tell you it more kindly titan anyone else." "Hert is married," I thought, but I
could not speak the cruel words. 'Herbert Wilson has come back, my dear, and taken a partnership in the Arm for which he has been traveling agent for two years. He had a legacy, not very large, but sufdeient, with his own value to tho firm, to give him a place. He knows, my dear, that I only wanted him to prore that he could take care of a wife, and he should have come to me at once, after what he has said, both to you and to me. Hessie, it is a hard thing to say. hut I amafraid he was counting upon marrying you for my helping hand in business. Now that ho docs not need that There there" for 1 broke down at last "don't cry, dear; it's better for you to know him as he is." .Then ho took me in his arms, my dear father, and gave me such caressing tenderness as my mother might have done. I had my cry out on his breast, and then I faced the truth, and knew I never could be utterly mis
erable while my father lived. Wc agreed to say nothing to Lizzie, and I dressed her myself to go -to church, thinking no fairer bride had et'er been seen, nor one that was more carelessly entering upon the new. solemn duties before her. Site chattered with tho nretty cluster of girls who were to be her bridesmaids, aud was the brightest of them all. When we drove up to tho church door, wo found Mr, Gordon awaiting ua, and nfter some fluttering of lace and flowers in the vestry room, the Viridal proc-ssion sailed up the broad aisle, Lizzie on papa's itrm nnd Mr.' Gordon escorting his married sis'cr. I slipped into my pew, nr.d when my eyes wander.'d, I saw Hert Wilson, looking at Lizzie with a dazed expression, as if she waa a part of a nightmnr Then I understood. When the organ pealed forth the wedding march, aud Mr. and Mrs. Gordon walked slowly down the aisle.,1 caught Herbert's eyes nnd smiled. Two minutes later he was beside mu. "You will come to my cousin's reception," 1 said, shaking hands. "I should have sent you cards if 1 had known yqur address." "I saw the card," ho said, In a low, choked voice: " 'Charles Gordon und Elizabeth llassctt'" "And you scut back my poor, little
ring." I "Hut you will forgive me, Hessie, nnd let mo have my ring again? You never told ine that you had a cousin whose
name was the same as yotir own. Just then papa joiaed us. He asked questions, and wa drove bom to
gether. Explanations were mad,
My Crystal Easter Egg watt opened to)
give back Herbert's rlag, which say
husband tells mo shall never agaia
leave his linger. Auule Shields, ia H Y. Ledger. EASTER GIFTS.
Sonic of the Articles Appropriate for TkW
Meautlfitl rMt. "He gives not best who gives most, hi:' he irives most who irlve best." savs
j Warrick, and to no season is the truth more applicable than to Easter. The ! ... . . ! .. : .. i .. . i. : . i. . i l . .
lunium ui kiviuK lu iul, uiu loveliest feast of all the year, is yet in its comparative infancy, aud Easter may be saved from the reproach of overdoing if onby the giver would pause and remember that verily "he gives most who gives best." There clings to a gift which bespeaks thought aud delicate consideration in the giver a sentiment that no merclj wanton outlay can induce,, and the Easter offering that conveys the meaning of the blessed season in ever so simple a way is better by far than the costliest gift which has no special significance whatever. Easter, or tho "Sunday of joy," as it was called in earlier times, is not only a religious feast, but a festival of nature as well. It tells of the wonderful resurrection of Christ: but it tells also
of renewed life throughout all tho land. The earth is about to come forth iu all her glory, and tho hearts of the people are glad for tho promise of verdure, of flowers, and of fruit to come. So it is that the giving of gifts at his blessed season of renewed life has a special meaning, and bo it would seem that tho gifts should be made to convey some message well suited to tho time. Cards on which appropriate sentiments are either written or engraved are always acceptable at Easter, as they are at all other seasons to which special importance may be attached, and numberless devices and designs aro to be seen on every side. But as the spirit of giving has seized upon the popular mind, the card of to-day is only the attendant of the gift itself. It may be simple in the extreme, or elaborate, as tho purse of the sender allows, hut in nearly every case it is an adjunct only, and has ceased to be in itself an object of consideration. Gifts arc a recoguized feature of Easter as they are of Christtnastide, and it remains only to the lover of order and moderation in all things to Veep the spirit of giving within certain limits, and to make thb Easter gift a thing all of joy, both in the giving and receiving. "He gives not best who gives most," but he or she who puts a portion of self into the gift gives what it cannot fail to be a, genuine pleasure to receive. Flowers make the loveliest of all Easter offerings, save for the one objection that ilowcrs quickly fade away. Hon bons are always in good taste, and, as the bon-bon box can be made as elegant and as costly as the giver chooses, they cannot be objected to on the ground of too great simplicity. Hooks are ever in good taste, and from the costly edition de luxe to the simple yet delightful volume of vers de so-
ciete bound in dainty vellum, the range of choice is sufficiently wide to suit all tastes. Hut as evcu the tempting bonbonniers aud the fascinating array of books caunot fufill all the demand for gifts, and as these belong . peculiarly to the list of man's available offerings, it is well for the women to turn their thoughts to other things, j and to call into play the deft fingers i and the love for beautiful work for i
which they arc renowned. Harper's Hazar. WHAT EASTER MEANS.
it Kerrethrnlajr of Creation, an Awakenlas' of the Heart, Conicluut, Warm, ltr: and Holy. Eastertide again! Homo shrine and
public altar blossom once more with the stately, delicate Easter lilies. Once more tho pipes of the throbbing
organs breath forth the exultant Easter
anthem. Once more the Easter bells proclaim in swelling triumph: "He is risen."
Hut this is not the season of flowers
and music alone Man turns with wistful eyes to scan the life of his fellow man for signs of the risen Christ Aud
through the selfishness, the strife, the rush for gain, the oppression of the poor, the crushing of the weak, ho
catches faint gleams of hope.
Wherever man stoopj in pity over
the sorrowing or the aülicted; whet ever man looks into the eves of a foe,
breathing: "1 forgive," there is Christ
risen indeed. herevcr the hand of .woman reaches out in sweet charity, wherever she bravely walks beside to upbear an crriug sister, Christ is riscD indeed. " Wherever the soul ot tae people, Arislne In cou rape anil tnlsht, JJurMs forth from the error that shrouded Its hope In the gloom of tho nicht: Wherever In sishl tit God's lcglona The artnlci of evil recede. And truth nins a soul for the Klncdom , The Manier Is risen ladeed." Ah, no! Exstcr rnenna more than lilies and sermons and hells. Its coming is to the soul what the return of the sun is to the earth a refreshing of creation, the full awakening of the heart, conscious, warm, deep, holy a very resurrection. Young Men's Era-
Stul l.nil nf Thought. It does as much good to forget unpleasant things as it docs to remember pleasant ones. Vanity doesn't leave as age comes on. A mistnkc is one of the things that should only be made oneo. The head prepares the healing balm; the heart lays it upon the pain. The man who won't pay his debts would lw a common thief If he were not a coward. Matrimony Is not the kingdom of heaven, for a rich man may enter therein. Only the animal that is in us makes us love life because it is lifc. If there were no charity there couhi be no religion. ( If a dog could think aajnan does, he might be les faitafaL Detroit Free Freu.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
Interaatloaal IMoa for April tl, II
Tha Kcaurrrctlua of ChrUt Mall. 88:1-10. AS EASTER LKS80.Y. Goi.lE.f Tkxt. Now Is Christ risen from tb dead nnd become tho first fruits of them that lieiiu-l Cor. ISr'JO. Tun Stoiiv op tub Dkath am Huhiat. of Ciiiii.st. Jesus was crucified probably on Friday, April 7, A. D. 30, from, nine to threo o'clock, beginning at the hour of tho daily morning sacrifice, and yielding up His spirit at tho hour of tho evening sacrifice. Joseph of Arimathea, asked permission of l'ilato to care for tho body of Jesus. Ho with Nicodemu took the body from tho cross, wrapped it in linen cloths, with an hundred weight of spices to preserve thu body from decomposition, and laid it ink' new sepulchre belonging to Joseph, in a garden near by, and rolled a stona against the door. Tho loving women, who had remained near tho cross saw whero tho lody was laid, and went home to prepare spices and ointments! for tho completion of thu embalming,) and then rested over the Sabbath. Thu Reality of Jesus' Death. It was. of tho utmost importance, though they knew it not at tho time, that the fact of Christ's death should be proved beyond the possibility of cavil or doubt, for otherwise doubt would be thrown, upon the fact of His resurrection. Every precaution was taken, not by His disciples, but by tho enemies of Jesus. (1) The Roman centurion assured Hilata of the death of Jesus (Mark 15:44,45). (2) The soldiers pierced His body with a spear, and from tho wounds flowed blood and water a proof of death, (a) At the request of thu chief priests, the stone against the door of thu bepulchre was sealed, and a Roman guard placed around the tomb, so that no one could take away the hotly, and then pretend that Ho had risen. (4) His friends had no expectation of His rising in the way He did. They expected not His coming back to them in the body, but if at all,"His second coining in glory into His kingdom." (5) Tho tomb was a new one, in which no ono hail ever been buried, aud so here
could be no doubt as to tho indentity of
Ute body of Christ. I.KSSOX NOTES. 1. "In the end of the Sabbath:" Oui
Saturday. "As it began to dawn . . .
came Mary Magdalene:" i. e. Mary from
Magdala, on the fcca of Galilee, whom
Jesus had redeemed from the terriblu ailliction allied to insauity the being possessed by seven demons (Luke 8:'-'). "And the other Mary:" Tho mother of
James the less and Joses (27:50), together with Salome, the mother of John, Joanna, the wife of Cliuza, and other women. As they went they were concerned about the question:""Vho shall roll us awav the stone from tlus
door of the tomb?" for they knew, from observation of the interment, that it was exceeding groat (Mark 10: 3, 4.)
. "Heboid, there was a great earth
quake:" Heforo the arrival of the
women; perhaps they felt it on their
way thither. "For the angel (an angel)
' descended from Heaven:" A
Divine messenger, to overawe tho
guards, and show that Jesus rose, and
was not taken from the tomb by human power. "Holled back the stone from the door:" The tomb was cut in tho side of a rock, like a cave, large enough for sorcral persons to enter. The entrance was protected by a large stone, sometimes round, like a large millstone, rolled in front of the opening. "Anil sat upon it:" As a guard waiting to give the needed information to tho disciples. '.I. "His countenance (his appearance) was like lightning." In vivid and in
tense brightness. "And His raiment white as snow:" This was heavenly apparel. 4. "And for fear of him the keepers:" That is, the Roman guard. "And became as dead:" Apparently swooned away with their terror. T. "And the angel answered:" the unspoken questions and fears of the women who had bowed down their faces to the ground in fear. "Fear not ye." Ye is emphatic in the original. The keepers aud the enemies of Jesu had reason to fear, but not these discipics. 0. "lie is risen, us He said:" (Matt. Ifl: 21; 17:23). "Come, see the place:" to convince yourselves of the fact of His resurrection. 7. "Go quickly, and tell His disciples;" To relievo their anxieties, to lead them, to the great truth which was to enable them to proclaim the Gospel to the world. "He goetb before you into Galilee:" When the chief meeting of Jesus with His disciples took place (26:82; 2S:10-20: John 21:l-2t). 9. "And as they went:" Hy some other streets than those by which Mary Magdalene and Peter and John had, gone. "Heboid, Jesus met them saying: All hail:" "Rejoice," the usual form of salutation. The English "all hail" is shortened from "all health." "Hold Him by the feet:" Clasped His feet, in reverent, affectionate joy, to make sure that it wns indeed their Lord, and to express their gladness. "And worihiped Him:" Religious worship or adoration is here meant, not mere reverence. 10. "Go tell My brethren that they go Into Galilee:" The same message which the angels had given them in tiio sepulchre (see on vor. 7). Miss Mauv Ahem., daughter of the late A. S. A bell, founder of the Haitimore Sun, has taken the white veil at the chapel of thu Academy of Visitation, in WilmitiL'ton. Del. The n.iniA
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