The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1889-12-12

worm his Willle 10 Stoop down and
pick it up. He wrote one thousand
and five songs He wrote three thou
sand proverbs. He wrote about al
most everything. The Bible says dis
tlnctly he wrote about plants, from
the cedar Of Lebanon to the hyssop
that groweth out of the wall, and
about birds and beasts and fishes. No
doubt he put off his royal robes, and
put on hunters trapping, and went
out with his arrows to bring down the
rarest specimens of birds: and then
with his fishing apparatus he went
down to the stream to bring up the
denizens of the deep, and plunged in
to the forest and found the rarest spec
linens OF flowers; and then he came
back to his study and wrote books about
zoology, the science of animals; about
ichthyology,. the science of fishes;
about ornithology, the science of
birds; about botany, the science of
plants. Yet, notwithstanding all his
wisdom and wealth, behold his wretch
edness, and let him pass on. Did any
other city ever behold so wonderful q
man2 0 Jerusalem, Jerusalemi
But here passes through these
streets, as in imagination I see him.
quite as wonderful and a far better
man. David the conqueror, the king,
the poet. Can it be that am in the
very city where he lived and reigned2
David great for power, and great for
grief. He was wrapped up in his boy
Absalom. He was q splendid boy,
judged by the rules of worldly criti-
cism. From the crown of his head to
the sole of his foot there was not sim
gle blemish. The Bible says that he
had such luxuriant shock of hair
that, when once year it was shorn.
what was cut OFF weighed over three
pounds But, notwithstanding all his
brilliancy of appearance, he was a bad
boy, and broke his fathers heart. He
was plotting to get the throne of Israel.
He had marshaled an army to over
throw his fathers government. The
day OF battle had come. The conflict
was begun. David, the father, sat
between the gates Of the palace wait
ing for the tidings of the conflict.
Oh, how rapidly his heart beat with
emotionl Two great questions were
TO be decided: the safety of his boy,
and the continuance of the throne of
Israel. After awhile, aservant, stand
ing on the top of the house, looks off,
and he sees some one running. He is
coming with great speed, aud the man
on the top Of the house announces the
coming of the messenger, and the
iather watches and waits, and as soon
as the messenger from the field of bat
tie comes within mailing distance the
father cries out. Is it question in
regard to the establishment of his
throne9 Does he say: ''Have the
armies of Israel been victoriousa Am
| to continue in my imperial author
lty2 Have overthrown my enemies2"
NOT FOR HIMSELF, BUT FOR ABsALoM.
Oh, no. There is one question that
springs from his heart to the lip, and
springs from the lip into the ear of the
besweated end bedusted messenger
flying from the battle field-the ques-
ton: us the young man Absalom
safer" When it was told to David,
the king, that, though his armies had
been victorious, his son had been
slain, the father turned his back upon
the congratulations of the nation, and
went up the stairs of his palace, his
heart breaking as he went, wringing
oOLuCtlLlCo, anu biicl again
pressing them against his temples as
though he would press them in, cry
ing: 20 Absaloml my sonl my son
Would God I had died for thee, o
Absaloml my soni my son." Stu
pendous grief of David resounding
through all succeeding ages. This
was the city that heard the woe. 0
Jerusalem, Jerusaleml
am also thrilled and overpowered
with the remembrance that yonder,
where now stands a Mohammedan
mosque, stood the temple, the very one
that Christ visited Solomon's temple
had stood there, but Nebuchadnezzar
thundered it down. Zerubbabel's tenn
pie had stood there, but that had been
prostrated. Then Herod built tenn
pie because he was fond of great
architecture, and he wanted the pre-
ceding temples to seem insignificant
Put eight or ten modern cathedrals
together, and they would not equal
that structure. 1t covered nineteen
acres. There were marble pillars sup
porting roofs of cedar, and silver Ia
bles on which stood golden cups, and
there were carvings exquisite and in
scriptions resplendent, glittering bal
ustrades and ornamented gateways.
The building of this temple kept ten
| thousand workmen busy forty-six
years. Stupendous pile of pomp and
magnificencel But the material and
architectural grandeur of the building
were very tame compared with the
spiritual meaning of its affairs and
holy of holies, and the overwhelming
~ snc N
Jerusalem, Jerusaleml
But standing in this old city all
ether facts are eclipsed when we think
that near here our blessed Lord was
born, that mp and down the streets of
| this city he walked, and that in the
outskirts of it he died. Here was his
only day of triumph and his assassi-
nation. One day this old Jerusalem
is at the tiptop of excitement. Christ
| has been doing some remarkable
works and asserting very high author
ity. The police court has issued papers
for his arrest, for this thing must be
stopped, as the very government IS
imperiled News comes that last
night this stranger arrived at sub
urban village and that he is stopping
i at the house of a man whom he had
rcsuscitated after four days sepulture.
Well, the people rush out into the
streets, some with the idea of helping
in the arrest of this stranger when he
arrives, and others expecting that on
the morrow he will come into the town
aud by some supernatural force ous'
the municipal and royal authorities
and take everything in his own hands.
They pour out of the city gates until
the procession reaches to the village.
They come all around about the house
where the stranger is stopping, ano
peer into the doors and windows thai
they may get one glimpse OF him OF
hear the hum Of his voice. The polics
dare not make the arrest, because b,
has somehow won the affections OF al
the people Oh, it is lively night II
yonder Bethanyl The heretofore quie
village is filled with uproar, and out
cry, aud loud discussion about thu
strange acting countryman. do no
! think there was any sleep in tha
house that night whore the strange
was stopping. Although he came II
weary he finds no rest, though 70
, once in his lifetime he had q pillow.
: CHRIsr's TRTUMPHAL PROCESSION.
But the morning dawns, the div
gardens wave in the light, and al
3 along yonder road, reaching over Ia
S top OF Olivet toward this city, there
l a vast swaying crowd of wonderin
e people. The excitement around tn
door OF the cottage is wild as the strar
ger steps out beside an unbroken col
q that had never been mounted, and a
!. Ter his friends had strewn their gal