The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1888-12-12

me the bitterness Of Saviour suHerlngs
Where were there ever such nights a.
Jesus lived through nights on the noun
tains, nights on the sea, nights IN the
desrt? Who had such hard reception a.
Jesus had? A hostelry the first, an IN
Just trial in oyer and terminer another,
q foul-mouthed, yelling mob the last
Was there space on His back, as wide
as your two fingers where He was, not
whipped? Was there space on hls brow
an inch square where He was not cut oi
the briers? When the spike struck al
the instep, did it not go clear through
the hollow of the foot? Oh, long, deep,
bitter pilgrimage. Aloes! Aloes!
Your third curiosity is to know why
these garments of Christ are odorous
with cassia. This was plant that grew
in India and the adjoining islands. You
do not care to hear what kind of flower
it had or what kind of stalk. 1t is
enough for me to tell you that it was
used incidentally. In that land and IN
that age where they knew but little
about pharmacy, cassla was used to
arrest many forms of disease. So when
in my text We find Christ coming with
garments that smell of cassis, it suggests
to me the healing and curative power OF
the Son OF God. "Oh, you say, "now
you have supe1duous idea. We are
not sick. Why do We want cassia? We
are athletic. Our respiration is perfect.
Our limbs are 1.-the, and in these cool
DAYS We feel we could bound
like the roe." I beg to differ, my
brother, from you. None of you can be
better IL physical health than [ am, and
yet I must say We are all sick. l have
taken the diagnosis of your case, and
have examined all the best authorities
on the subject, and I have come now to
tell you that you are full of wounds and
bruises and putrefying sores which have
not been bound up, or Modified with
ointment. The marasmus Of sin is on
us-the PALSY, the dropsy, the leprosy.
The man that is expiring tonight on
Fulton street.-The allopsthlc and home
opathic doctors having given him up,
and his friends are standing around to
take his lsst words-is no more certainly
dying as to his body than you and are
diving unless We have taken the medicine
frora Gods apotheesry. All the leaves
of this Bible are only only so many pre-
scriptiohs from the divine physician,
written not in Latin like the prescrip-
tons of esrtly physicians, but written N
plain English, so that a man, though a
fool need not err therein. Thank God that
the Saviour's garments smell OF cassia.
You know, or if you do not know 1
will tell you now, that some OF the pala-
ces of olden time were adorned with
ivory. Ahab and Solomon had their
homes furnished with it. The tusks Of
African and Asiatic elephants were twist
cd into all manner of shapes, and there
were stairs of ivory, and chairs OF ivory,
and tables of ivory, and floors Of ivory.
and pillars of ivory, and windows OF
ivory, and fountains that dropped into
basins of ivory, and rooms that had
ceilings of ivory. Oh! white and over
mastering beauty. Green tree-branches
sweeping the white curbs.. Tapestry
trailing the snowy floors. Brackets of
light flashing on the lustrous surround
ings. Silvery music ripping to the beach
of the arches. The mere thought Of it
almost stuns my brains and you say:
ssOh, if I could only have walked over
such floors! Ii I could have thrown my
self IN such chairi If I could have
heard the drip and dash of those foun-
tains!" You shall have something better
than that if you only let Christ intro
duce you. From that place He came
and to that place he proposes to trans
port you, for His garments smel of
myrrh, and aloes, and cassis, out of the
ivory palaces" )"
Oh, what place Heaven must be!
The Tuilleries of the French, the Wind
sor Castle Of the English, the Spanish
Aharmbra, the Russian Kremin,-dun-
geons compared with it. Not so many
castles on either side the Rhine as on
both sides of the river of God, the ivory
palaces. One for the angels, insufer-
ably bright, winged. ire-eyed, tempest
charioeed; one for the martyrs, with
blood red robes, from under the altar;
one for the king, the steps of His palace
the crowns OF the church militant; one
ior the singers, who lead the one hun
dred and forty and four thousand; one
for you ransomed from sin; one for me,
plucked from the burning. Oh, the ivory
palacesl
It is not dead weight that you lift
whsn you carry q Christian out. Jesus
makes the bed up soft with velvet prom
.ises, and He says: sPut her down here
very gently. Put that head, which will
never ache again, on this pillow OF
hallelujahs. Send up the word that the
procession is coming. Ring the bells.
Ring. Open your gates, yeiyo1y palace sl'
And SO your loved ones are there. They
are just as certainly there, having died
in Christ, as that you are here. There
is only one thing more rLoy wsEt. In
deed, there is one thing in Heaven they
have not got. They wantit. What is it:
your company. But, oh, my brother,
unless you change your tack you cannot
reach tnat harbor. You might as vel!
take the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad,
expecting in that direction to reach
Toronto, as to go on in the way some oi
you are going and yet expect 10 reach
the ivory palaces. Your loved ones are
looking out of the windows of heaven
now, and yet you seem to turn youl
back upon them. You do not seem te
know the sound OF their voices as vel
as you used to, or to be moved by the
sight of their dear fa>es Gail louder
ye departed ones. Call louder from the
ivory palaces. When I think of tina,
place, and think Of my entering it, fee
awkward; I feel as sometimes when
have been exposed to the weather, anc