New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-12-19
THEY ARE IMMORTAL.
What Rev. DR.. Talmage has to say
About Our Departed Friends, Who
Still Live.

"Our Departed Still Living" His text was
Genesis XIV, 81, %: ssAnd when he saw the
wagons which Joseph had sent to carry him
the spirit Of Jacob their father revived And
Israel said, 1t is enough; Joseph my son is
yet alive" DR.. Talmage said.
The Egyptian capital was the focus of the
worlds wealth. In ships and barges, there
had been brought to it from India franklin
cense, and cinnamon, and ivory, and dia-
monds; from the North, marble and iron;
from Syria, purple and silk; from Greece.
some of the. finest horses of the world, and
some OF the most brilliant chariots; and from
all the earth that which could best please the
eye, and charm the ear, and crafty the taste.
There were temples afame with red sandstone
entered by gateways that were guarded by
pillars beWildering with hieroglyphics, and
wound with braZen serpents, and adorned
with winged creatures-their eyes, and
beaks, and pinions glittering with precious
stones. There were marble columns bloom
ing into white foWer-buds; there were stone
pillars, at the top bursting into the shape OF
the locust when in full bloom. Along the
avenues, lined with sphinx, and fame, and
obelisk, there were princes who came in COR
geously upholstered palanquin, carried by
servants in scarlet, or elsewhere drawn by
vehicles, the snow-White horses, golden-bit
ted and six abreast, dashing at full run
There were fountains from stone-wreathed
vases climbing the ladders of the light. You
would hear bolt shove, and a door of brass
would open like fash of the sun The sur.
rounding gardens were saturated with odors
that mounted the terrace, and dripped from
the arbors and burned their incense in the
Egyptian noon. On floors of mosaic the glo-
ries of Pharaoh were spelled, out in letters of
porphyry, and beryl, and flame. There
were ornaments twisted from
silver breaking into foam. There were foot
stools made out of a single precious stone.
There were beds fashioned out of crouched
lion in bronze. There were chairs spotted
with the sleek hide of leopards. There were
sofas footed with the claws of wild beasts,
and armed with the beaks of BIRDS AS you
stand on the level beach of the sea on sum-
mer day, and look either way, and there are
miles of breakers, white with the ocean foam.
HcCt
of the worlds pomp and wealth in the
Egyptian capital for miles and miles flung
itself up into white breakers of marble tenn
pie, mausoleum and obelisk.
This was the place where Joseph the shep-
herd boy, was called to stand next to Phar-
aoh in honor. What a contrast between this
scene and his humble starting, and the pit in
to which his brothers threw himl Yet he was
not forgetful of his early home; he was not
of whore no ca1n Tho
of Mentz descended from a wheelwright, COW
cred his house with spokes and hammers and
wheels; and the King ofSicily, in honor of his
father, who was apotter, refused to drink out
of any thing but an earthern vessel So Jo-
seph was not ashamed of his early surround
ings, or of his old-time father, or ofhis broth
ers When they came up from the famine
stricken land to get corn from the kings
corn crib, Joseph instead of Gliding them for
the way they had maltreated and abused
him, sent them back with wagons, which
Pharaoh furnished, laden with corn; and old
Jacob, the father, in the very same wagons,
was brought back that Joseph, the son,
might see him and give him a comfortable
home all the rest of his days.
Well, | hear the wagons, the kings's wag-
ons, rumbling down in front of the palace
On the outside of the palace to see the wag-
ons go off, stands Pharaoh in royal robes;
and beside him Prime Minister Joseph, with
chain of gold around his neck, and on his
hand ring given by Pharaoh to him so
that any time he wanted to sta mp the royal
seal upon a document he could do so. Wag-
on after wagon rolls on down from the pal
ace, laden with corn, and meat, and changes
of rainent, and everything that could help a
famine-str,Ick people. One day l see aged
Jacob seated in front of his house. He
is possibly thinking of his absent boys (sons.
however old they get, are never to a father
any more than boys); and while heis seated
there he sees dust arising, and he hears wag-
ons rumbling, and he wonders what is COM
ing now for the whole land had been smitten
with the famine, and was in sileuce But
after while the wagons have come near
enough, and he sees his sons on the wagons,
and before they come quite up they shout
dead away. l do not wonder at it. The
boys tell the story how that the boy, the
long-absent Joseph, has to be TIL first man
in the Egyptian palace While they unload
the wagons, the wan and wasted ere atures
in the neighborhood come up and ask for a
handful of corn and they are satisfied.
One day the wagons are brought up, for
Jocob, the old father, is about to go to see
Joseph in the Egyptian palace. You know
old tree, and Jacob has hard work to get
away from the place where he has lived SO
long. He bids goodbye to the old place, and
leaves his blessing with the neighbours, and
then his sons steady him. while he, deter
mined to help himself, gets into the wagon,
stiff: old, and decrepit. Yonder they go, j a.
cob and his sons, and their wives and their
children, 80 in ALL followed by herds and
focks, which the heards-men drive along.
They are going out from famine to luxuriance;
they are going from plain country home to
the finest palace under the sun. Joseph,
the prime minister, gets in his
chariot and drives down to meet
the old man. Joseph's eharioteer holds up
the horses on the one side-the Undiscovered
wagons of the emigrants stop on the other.
Joseph, instead of waiting for his father to
come, leaps out of the chariot and jumps into
the emigrants' wagon, throws his arms
around the old man, and Weeps aloud for
past memories and present joy. The father,
Jacob, can hardly think it is his boy Why,
the smooth brow of childhood has become a
wrinkled brow, wrinkled with the cares of
state, and the garb of the shepherd boy has
become a robe royalty bedizened! But as the
old man finds out it is actually Joseph, / see
the thin lip culver against the tooth
less gum as he cries out: Nov let me
die, since | have seen thy face; behold,
Joseph is yet alive'' The wagons
roll up in front of the palace. Help out the
grandchildren and take them in out of the
hot Egyptian sun. Help old Jacob out of
the wagon. Send word to Pharaoh that the
old shepherd has come. In the royal apart