Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1882-10-26

has endeared himself to his flock by
the faithful exercise Of this duty,
which some. alas ! think we'll done by
simply performing the ceremony.
Truly Baltimore may be called the
city of churches. They stand on the
choicest spots. and in localities where
means and often disposition are not
adequate to the ezpense and necessi-
ty Of q building-tents are set up,
which have proved successful mis-
SONS in spreading Che Gospel and af-
flea ,us in the great cause of reforms-
ton. These missionary temples gath
er in the humble and the poor, the
wanderer and the straggler. the pro-
faner of the Sabbath and the drunk
ard, and that the result il wonderful
we had an opportunity to judge on
Sunday last. when taking advantage
Of the fine afternoon, We strolled to
the church of The Highways, meet
ing in tent, where the Temperance
Crusaders held a meeting. A little
while ago and this locality was a
dreaded one. Liquor saloons, those
accursed carbuEcles that cling so te-
naciously to society, reared their in
fammatory fronts at every few PAGES
and an added force of patrolmen was
necessary to preserve the peace of the
neighborhood. If we had not been
told this, we never should have made
such an inference, for the quietude
and respectability of an enduring
Sabbath covered the locality. rs with
a garment, aud the nobby policeman,
who was costly leaning against a
shady corner, seemed only there as a
decoration We spent an hour much
to our edifcation. Tn. earnest notes
of the singers, Rescue the perish
ing, had more than the grandeur Of
the costly organ peal and the tear
that stole down the blOatsd, rough
cheek of the reclaimed attested the
comfort he felt. The Drunkard's
Child" effectively sung by the daugh-
ter of the officiating clergyman, and
the reading by same of ':Over the
hills from the poor house" brought
forth sobs from the whole of the large
audience. How much better is this
in the Eve that never slumbers than
the careless amen from lsping form
to the hasty reading of prescribed
prayer Wherever a church is seen,
the vicinity wears a look Of prQtec-
ton that another cannot have, With~
out spire in view at least. In sight
of our chamber window is fine struc-
ture lie .rly completed. When the
click of the hammer ceases for the
day and the still twilight-rest settles
over the spot, suggestive Of The
Sweet Bye and Bye. rising from be-
hind the tall spire, with its back
ground of luxuriant oaks, comes
Loves white star" as if in tutelar
duty, and reverting to that Star that
rose long ago over the first Christian
church, we enjoy a contemplation worth
many hours of the careless day. And
look where you will, the outstretched
hand of that grand figure which
crowns the lofty shaft on Mt. Vernon
Square, seems to cover all as it should.
but for the hand that represents, per-
haps instead of the pageant, that
made respiendent the principal streets
ofour city few nights ago, as specta-
Gle only, some one part of it might
have been reality, and this day we
might have had to fall beneath the
wheels of Juggernaut's chariot to
sppease the wrath of false god or
implore the mercy of Brahma or
Vishnu and be delivered only in tri-
ais of FIRE and water: or be living un-
der the absolute DEGREES of an Isabel
la or Elizabeth and doomed to en-
counter Ravennas of terror and op-
preston as formidable as the monster
represented in the epic of India so
grandly portrayed in the magnificent
Oriole pageant; or what would, to
our idea, have been the more agreea-
bic alternative, be supporting the
state of some worthy heir of the peer
less Josephine. Who does not love a
Napoleon E? For a government, other
than a republic founded by Washing
ton, is subject to any startling change.
It would be an act of supererogation
to describe the grand OriOle to you,
Messrs. Editors, even had you not
seen tive take it for granted you did
for as far as words can do it your ex-
changes from here gave faithful rep
resentation. We will only say, new
er have we seen anything so magnifi-
Gently grand, and we have witnessed
many other spectacular displays. There
is more poetry in the throng than we
wot Of 1t vas curious as well as in
structive to notice the expression of
the vast crowd that swayed to and
fro along our streets like the high
waves of the ocean stirred by a strong
wind. 1t was not all eager curiosity
that satisfied the gaze, for the eve of
those that did not understand the
meaning of the mystic representations,
wonld kindle with a love for the
beautiful and weird, and we saw
rough forms stand with bated breath
and labor-hardened hands clasp as if
in homage to such grand results Of
human brain, and half of our exqui-
site pleasure was derived from the
satisfaction those around MS received.
We'll. is | lived to see dis night ?"
was the question that literally burst
from the oewildered colored sexton of
the church from the steps Of which we
viewed thepageant. Hehad with open
mouth and distended eyes watched
each scene as il dumb, until Raven
nasmagie chariot came rolling through