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mids from the top of which to watch them,
the same as when the ChaIdeans

mids from the top of which to watch them,
the same as when the Chaldeans
CALCULATED THE ECLIPsEs,
the same as when Elihu, according to the
BOOK OF JOB, went out to study the aurora
borealis, the same under Ptolemaic system
and Copernican system, the same from Cal
listheneS to Pythagoras, and from Pytha-
gOras to Herschel Surely a changeless
God must have fashioned the PIeiades and
Orion. o, what an anodyne amid the ups
and downs of life and the fiux and refux of
the tides of prosperity, to know that we
have changeless God, the same yesterday.
to-day and forever! Xerxes garlanded and
knighted the steersman of his boat in the
morning and hanged him the evening of
the same day. Fifty thousand people stood
around the columns of the national capitol
shouting themselves hoarse at the presiden
tial inaugural, and in four months SO great
were the antipathies that rufIian's pistol
In Washington depot expressed the senti-
ment of great multitude. The world sits
in its chariot and drives tandem and the
horse ahead is Huzza and the horse behind
is Anathema. Lord Gotham, in King
James time, was applauded and had $685.
600 year. but was afterwards execrated
and lived on scraps from the royal kitchen.
Alexander the Great, after death, remained
unburled for thirty days, because no one
would do the honor of shoveling him under.
The Duke of Wellington refused to have
his iron fence mended, because it had been
broken by an infuriated populace during
some hour OF political excitement, and he
left 1t ID ruins that men might learn
WHAT A TICKLE THING
is human favor. ''But the mercy of the
Lord is from everlasting to everlasting to
them that fear Him, and His righteousness
unto the children's children of such as
keep His covenant and to those who remem-
Der His commandments to them" This
moment ''seek Him that maketh the Seven
Stars and Orion. Oh, what mercy it is
that in the text and all up and down the
Bible God induces US to look out toward
other worlds! Bible astronomy in Genesis,
in Joshua, in Job, in the Psalms, in the
Prophets, majora nd minor, in st. Johns
Apocalypse, practically saying. ''Worlds!
worlds! worlds! worlds! Get ready for
them" We have nice little world here
that we stick to as though losing that we
lose all. We are afraid of falling off this
little raft of world. We are afraid that
some meteoric icon0clast will some night
smash it, and we want everything to re-
volve around it, and are disappointed when
we find that it revolves around the sun in
stead of the sun revolving around it. What
fuss we make about this little bit of
world, its existence only short time be-
tween two spasms, the paroXysm by which
it was hurled from chaos into order and the
paroxysm of its demolition! And l am
glad that so many texts call us to look off
to other worlds, many of them larger and
costlier and more resplendent. ''Look
there" says st. John, sat the moon under
Christ's feetH ''Look there" says Joshua,
lat the
SUN STANDING STILL
above Gideon % ''Look there" says
Moses, ''at the sparkling firmament!"
Look there" says Amos, the herdsman,
lat the Seven Stars and Orionr"
Don't let US be so sad about
those who shove off from this world
under Christly pilotage. Don't let us be so
agitated about our own going off this little
barge or sloop or canal boat of world to
get on some Great Eastern of the heavens.
Don't let us persist in wanting to stay in
this barn, this shed, this outhouse of
world when all the Kings palaces already
occupied by many of our best friends, are
swinging wide open their gates to let us in.
When read, I'm my Fathers house are
many mansions" do not know but that each
world is a room and as many rooms as there
are worlds, stellar stairs, stellar galleries,
stellar Railways, stellar windows, stellar
domes. How our departed friends must
pity us shut up in these cramped apart
ments, tired II we walk fifteen miles. when
they some morning by one stroke or wing
can make circuit of the whole stellar
system and be back in time for mathis
Perhaps yonder twinkling constellation is
the residence of the martyrs, that group of
twelve lnminaries is the celestial home of
the apostles. Perhaps that steep of light
is the dwelling-place of angels cherubic
seraphic, archangelic. A mansion with as
many rooms as worlds, and all their win
dows Illuminated for festivity. Oh, how this
widens, and lifts and stimulates our ex-
pectation! How little it makes the present
and
HOW sTUPENDOUs
it makes the future! How it consoles us
about our pious dead that instead of being
boxed up and under the ground they have
the range of as many rooms as there are
worlds and welcome everywhere, for it is
the Fathers house in which there are many
mansions! 0, Lord God of the Seven Stars
and Orion, how can endure the transport,
the ecstasy of such vision! must obey
my text and seek Him. I will seek Him.
seek Him now, for 1 call to mind that it
is not the material universe that is most
valuable, but the spiritual, and that each of
us has soul worth more than all the worlds
which the inspired herdsman saw from his
booth Oh the hills of Tekoa. had studied
it before, but the cathedral of Cologne,
Germany, never impressed me as it did this
summer. 1t is admittedly the grandest
Gothic structure in the world, its foundation
laid in 1913, only two or three years ago
completed. More than 600 years in building.
All Europe taxed for it's construction. Its
chapel of the Magi with precious stones
chapel of ST. Agnes with masterpieces of
painting. Its spire springing 511 feet into
the heavens. Its stained glass the chorus
of all rich colors. Statues encircling the
pillars and encircling all. Statues above
statues until sculpture can do no more, but
FAINTs AND FALLS BACK
against carved stalls and down on pave
ments over which the kings and queens of
the earth have walked to confession. Nave
and aisles and transept and portals combin-
ing the splendors of sunrise. In
terlaced, interfoliated, intercolumned
grandeur. AS | stood outside looking at
the double range of flying buttresses and
pinnacles, higher and higher and higher,
until almost reeled from dizziness, I ex-
claimed: ''Great doxology in stonel Frozen
prayer of many nationsw But while stand
ing there l saw poor man enter and put
down his pack and kneel beside his burden
on the hard floor of that cathedral. And
tears of deep emotion came into my eyes as
l said to myself: "There is soul worth
more than all the material surroundings.
That man will live after the last pinnacle
has fallen. and not one stone of all that
cathedral glory shall remain uncrumbled.
He is not Lazarus in rags and poverty
and WEAKNESS, but immortal and son of