New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1860-04-16
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Nfuht In Jernsalent.

Jerusalem Ia, perhaps, unlike any other city in
| the world. The midnight slumber is undisturbed
by the shrll voice Of the iron horse he thunders
along proclaimng the march Of science, and bear
ing, with speed switter than eagles wings, the
products OF civilization and the labor of genius.
The weary sufferer, tossing through the long
watches of the night s urdsturbed by the roll of
wheels. The deyotee Of fashion, the midnight
reyeler-one who has tarried long at game OF
chance, and quaffed that cup which at last biteth
like serpent and stingeth like an adder-has no
cause to curse the freman's trumpet, which has
startled him from his drunken slumber. The man
of literature, who has labored long and sadly.
until the night has far waued, to bring from hisi
brain the creations of his fancy. that his loved one
may be preserved from starvation, will not have
his consciousness aroused, and his weary mind
called back from the holy land of dreams by the
roll of the market cart, bringing to his memory
that Aurora has already harnessed her horses, and
again the burdensome cares Of day must force him
to arise.
No tire-bell tells in which ward of the city the
power Of destruction Is wasting with more than.
lightning speed and implores the strong arm and
stentorian voice Of the noble fireman to rescue
some helpless infant or trembling maiden from the
suffocating flames. The weary. mother, bending
over the cradle OF her sick child is not panied BY
the hilarity of the theatergoing crowd. There are
no brilliantly illuminated streets-no light to be
seen without, save the ftfal glimmer Of paper
lantern carried by the hand OF the solitary night
walker. No policeman stands sentinel The soft
light of the moon cannot penetrate these narrow,
dark alleys. The daughters OF music have been
brought low. There is quiet pervading these
streets, in which the wind even seems weary and
faint, and nothing finds utterance save the bark of
dog, the matin bell, and the muezzin's cry dong
out his iugubrious call for the faithful Mahom-
medan to arise and como to prayers.
And this is Jerusalem, once the joy Of the whole
earth And this the spot spread out by Jehovah
himself for the eternal dwelling place of his chosen
And these miserable, filthy. poverty.stricken and
oppressed people the descendants OF the friend
of God-the children OF Abraham. Behold the lit
eral fufllmeut of prophecy! See them 'meted
out, peeled and trodden down by the worst of the
heather; their houses possessed. the pomp of the
strong has ceased, and their holy places are de-
fled Where now is that magnificent teHufep
erected by King Solomong Yea, mot one stone
has been left upon another that has not been
thrown down. Well might the Saviour say,
'.Daughters Of Jerusalem, weep not for me !; but
weep for yourselves and your chdren.'
g Yet, behold therein has been left remnant
that shall be brought FORTH both sons and daugh-
ters.n For the Lord shall comfort Zion; he will
comfort all her waste places.r '.Then. for lions
sake, let not hold peace. and for Jerusalem's
sake let not rest until the righteousness thereof
60 forth Brightness and the salvation thereof as
a lamp that burneth.n " Pray for the peace of Je-
rusalem; they shall prosper that love her"
Religious Herald.