Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1889-12-12

two miles, and as far as the eve car
reach you see wayings of demonstration
and approval. There was something in
he riders visage, something in His ma
lestic brow, something in His princely
behavior, that stirs up the enthusiasm
OF the people. They run up against the
beast and thy to pull the rider off into
their arms and carry on their shoulders
the illustrious stranger. The populace
are so excited that they hardl know
what to do with themselves, and some
rush up to the roadside trees and
wrench off branches and throw them in
/ His way;and others doff their garments,
what though they be new and costly,
and spread them for carpet for the
conquror to ride over. "Hosanna!" cry
the people at the foot of the hill. "Ho-
sanna!" cry the people all up and down
the mountain. The procession has now
come to the brow of yonder Olivet.
Magnificent prospect reaching out in
every Observation-Disclosures, olive groves,
jutting rock, silver Sloan, and above
all, rising on its throne of hills, this
most highly honored city of all the
earth, Jersualem. Christ there, in the
midst of the procession, looks off and
sees here fortressed gates, and yonder
the circling wall, and here the towers
blazing in the sun, Phasaelus and Ma
riamne. londer is Hippicus, the kings
castle. Looking along in the range of
the larger branch of that olive tree, you
see the mansions of the merchant
princes. Through this cleft in the lime
stone rock you see the palace of the
richest trafficker in all the earth. He
has made his money by selling Tyrian
purple. Behold now the temple! Clouds
of smoke lifted from the shimmering
roof, while the building rises up beau
tiful, grand, majestic, the architectural
skill and the glory of the earth lifting
themselves there in one triumphant
doxology, the frozen prayer of all ma
tions.
The crowd looked around to- see ex-
hllaration and transport in the face of
Christ. Oh, no! Out from amid the
gates, and the domes, and the palaces,
there arose vision of this city's sin,
and of this city's doom, which obIiter-
ated the landscape from horizon to
horizon, and He burst into tears, crying:
20 Jerusalem, Jerusalem!" But that
was the only day of pomp that Jesus
saw in and around this city. Yet
He walked the streets of this city
the loveliest and most majestic be-
ing that the world ever saw or ever will
see. Publius Lentilus, in letter to the
Roman Senate, describes Him as "a man
of stature very tall, His hair the color
OF a chestnut fully ripe, plain to the
ears, whence downward it is more orient,
curling and waving about the shoulders;
in the midst of His forehead is q stream,
or partition of His hair; forehead plain
and very delicate; His face without spot
or wrinkle, a lovely red; His nose and
mouth SO forked as nothing can be rep
resented; His beard thick, in color like
His hair-not very long; His eyes gray,
quick and clear" He must die. The
French army in Italy found brass
plate on which was copy of His death
warrant, signed by John Zerubbabel,
Raphael Robani, Daniel Robani and
Capet
Sometimes men on the way to the
scatfold have been rescued by the mob.
No such attempt was made in this case,
for the mob were against Him. From
nine in the morning till three in the
afternoon, Jesus hung a-dying in the
outskirts of this city. 1t was scene of
blood. We are so constituted that moth
ing is so exciting as blood. 1t is not
the child's cry in the street that so
arouses you as the crimson dripping
from its lip. In the dark hall, seeing
t he finger marks of blood on the plaster
ing, you cry: What terrible deed has
been done here?" Looking upon this
victim of the cross, we thrill !
with the sight of blood blood dripping
from thorn and nail, blood rushing upon |
His cheek, blood saturating His gar !
ments, blood gathered in pool be-
meath. 1t is called an honor to have in |
ones veins the blood of the house of |
Stuart, or of the house of Hapsburg.
1t is nothing when 1 point you to the !
blood of the King of the
universe.
In England the name of Henry was
SO great that its honors were divided
among different reigns. 1t was Henry
The 1, and Henry II, and Henry the III,
and Eenry the ~, and Henry V. In
France the name of Louis was so favor
ably regarded that it was Louis the |,
Louis the II, Louis the III, and SO on.
But the king who walkedth streets was
Christ the First, Christ the Last, and
Christ Only. He reigned before the
czar mounted the throne of Russia, or
the throne of Austria was lifted, King
eternal, immortal. Through the in
dulgences of the royal family, the
physical life degenerates, and some of
the kings have been almost imbecile,
and their bodies weak, and their blood
hin and waterv; but the crims on life that
lowed upon Calvary had in it the health
Of immortal God.
Tell it now to all the earth and to all
'he heavens-Jesus, our King, is sick
with His last sickness. Let couriers
carry the swift dispatch. His pains are
worse; He is breathing last groan;
through His body quivers the last an
suish; the King is dying, the King is
lead! 1t is royal blood. 1t is said that
some religionists make too much of the
humanity of Christ. l respond that we
make too little. If some Roman sur
5eon, standing under the cross, had
taught one drop of the blood on his
hand and analyzed it, it would have
oeen found to have the same plasma,
'he same disk, the same hbrin, the same
sleumen. 1t was unmistakably human
blood. 1t is man that hangs there.
His bones are of the same material as
ours. His nerves are sensitive like ours.
t it were an angel being despoiled I
would not feel it SO much, for it belongs
o different order of beings. But my
saviour is man, and my whole sym
oathy is aroused. I can imagine how
he spikes felt-how not the temples
deathly sickness seized
His heart-how mountain, and city, and
mob swan away from His dying vision
'omething of the meaning of that cry
'or help that makes the blood of all the
'ges curdle with horror my God! nv
5od! why hast thou forsaken me?"