The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1878-04-26
TALMAGE ON THE SOUTH.

peculiar Friday night Talks" to his con
gregation. He said
Speaking to you every Friday night on
the secular affairs of the week, from reli
g'ous standpoint, | have thought it might
DC appropriate to talk to you to night abou,
what L have seen and enjoyed at the South
On bend of the Mississippi River ono
hundred miles from the mouth, sits the
Crescent City. Put down as the eighth or
ninth city of the Union, New Orleans is
second to mono in graceful attraotivcuc,,.-
There are ten public squares, statued with
the forms of Henry Clay, Andrew jackson,
and other public favorites. Her shell roads
tor last teams a-catter and airing with the
hoofs and tires ofgay cquipagc. Her Espla-
made and Rampant, and Claiborne and Canal
streets, ,tw, hundred feet wide, lined by trees
thatalmost interlock their branches overhead.
The Customhouse, granitic and pillarcd.-
Her st. Charles Hotel, with rotunda world
removed, and Corinthian pillars, between
which g. S. Prcntiss, the impassioncd ora
tor OF the Southwest, thundered against
Mississippi reputation. Elaborated and
majestic ST. Louis Cathedral, St. John the
Baptist and St. Alphonsus, of the Catho.
lies; the Temple Sinai of the Israeltes.
with its tinted cupolas the Trinity of the
Episcopalans, and DR.. Palmcr's magnificent
church of tho Prcsbytcrians. The eleven
thousand hydrants pouring their refresh.
ment into the lips of the city. The i'm
mcnse shipping, making her the first cotton
mar ket of the land, with an ever widening
commercial prospect. A city of extraordi.
nary, salubrity Notwithstanding its fcbrile
reputation; tho bill of mortality, inclusive
of yellow fever cases, smaller than in most
OF the northern cities of the samo szc.-
But the arch enemy does large work there
sometimes, and thirty y-threc cemeteries tell
the story of his achievements. Yet the
dead sleep more beautifully than anywhere
L know of. Each ccmetry is white with
the palaces of the dead. The departed arc
buried above ground on account of the fact
that the spade at so shallow a depth opens
ths Vein. of the waters. I like to sec Death
as lar aeeepossible cheated of his prey
ldn II is 4f iiataaf tafqftsdted ea6dts
to part with our friends under the most
Christian circumstances, and il is we'll when
their beloved forms can be placed amid
bright surroundings; it makes no difference
to them, but makes great difference to us
who survive. The marble cannot be too
white, nor the trees too outrageous, nor the
flowers too witchinsly rcdolcnt Set the
fountains atoss. Deck the spot with i'm
mortelles. Let the willows weep, and the
magnolias breathe their benediction. CHS
el the monument with all the graccs of
sculpture; it will be solace to those
that tarry here borcft, and give added glo-
ries to the resurrection, 1 should like to
sec the snowdrift of the crumbling' slabs on
the morning of the archangcrs trumpet.
Into that city, brilliant with the living
and solemn with the dead, dropped by the
rail train from Cincinnati, week before last
1t was at the close of the Mardi Gras.-
Once year, on Shrove Tuesday, the city
rises into scene Of hilarity not equallcd
on the continent. The law relaxes during
that day, and the city is put upon its honor,
and the whole jubilant population do as
they please, and for the most part do right
A gentleman, who is close observer, said,
during all that day and all that night, he
saw not one case of drunkenness or of i'm
propricty. l wish VIC had something like
that hcrc-one great holiday, fifty Fourth
Of Julys sounding in one salvo, fifty Thanks
giving Days stuffed into one turkey
Laughter. Life is heavey for multitudcs
Of our people, and they need more frequent
let up. Hero fun is clevating and educa.
tional. l am always afraid of man who
cannot laugh. He is sure to steal some
thing Laughter.1 The most solemn
looking man ever knew borrowed of me
twenty five dollars, and through pure deli
cacy Of feeling never mentioned the subject
again laughter.] The world wants not
so much broader smiles as deeper laughter
Would to God that one great Mard Gras
might march through all the earth, until
the downcast arc compelled to look up, and
the shawlcd sick shall gaze jubilant out of
the window, and the misanthropc that
growls and groans over the world simper.
fections shall explode into uncomfortable
guffaw at the worlds merriment We have
the best OF books for authority: "a merry
heart doeth good like medicine" and it is
high time that people understand that there
is no war between the Gospel of Jesus
Christ aud honest hearted mirth.
At Tho close of that carnival first saw
the city of New Orlcans-not n draggled
and bloodshot populace, but men and women
better, stronger, wiser for their innocent
CLEO. A more glorious Sabbath never daw.