Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-04-22


grim Fathers embark, or the Declaration OF
independence signed, or Franklin lasso the
lightning, or Warren Hastings tried. or queen
Elizabeth in her triumphal march to henll-
worth, or William, Prince of Orange, lano' OF
Gustavus Adolphus crowned, or Jerome oi
Prague burned at the stake, or Tamerlano
found his empire? Gonei Gone!
MUSIC TO RAISE THE DEAD.
But the trumpet shall sound. Music to raise
the dead. Oh, how much the world needs It.
You take a torch and we will go through
some of the aisles of the Roman catacombs and
see the expectant epitaphs on the walls and
right over where the departed sleep. You
know that these catacombs are 80 or 90 feet un-
derground, and if one loses the guide or his
torch is extinguished, he never finds the way
out. So let us stay close together and with our
torches, as we wander along a small part OF
these 800 miles of underground passages see
the inscriptions as they were really cnlseleu
there on both sides the way. On your side you
read by the light of your torch: Here rests
handmade of God who out of all her riches now
possesses but this one house. Thou wilt remain
in eternal repose of happiness. A. D. $780," On
my side 1 read by the light of the
torch: "Aurelia. our sweetest daughter; sne
lived l5 years and four months, A. D. S25" on
your side you read: Here hath been laid a
sweet spirit guileless. wise and beautiful;
Buried in peace. A. d. 3SS'' On my side L
read: You well deserving one, lie In peace.
You will rise. A temporaryrest is granted you.
Plaucus, her husband, made this" On your
side you read: "Nicephorus a sweet soul. in the
place of refreshment." On my side read:
''In Christ Alexander is not dead, but lives be-
yond the stars, and his dead body rests in TINS
tomb" On your side you read: Here, happy
you find rest bowed down with years" Irene
sleeps in God" "Valeria sleeps in peace.
"Arethusa sleeps in God" "Navira in peace,
a SWEEP soul who lived 16 years, soul sweet as
honey; this epitaph was made by her parents"
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But let us come out from these catacombs
and extinguish our torches, for upon all these
longings and expectations of all nations the
morning of resurrection dawns. The trumpet
shall sound! And the sooner it sounds the
better, Oh, how we would like to get our
loved ones back againI If we are ready to
meet our Lord, our sins all pardoned, what
good thing if this moment we could hear the
resounding and reverberating blasti Would
you not like to see your father again, your
mother again. your daughter again, your boy
again and all your departed kindred again?
Roll on sweet day of resurrection and reunion!
Under the hoofs of the white steeds that draw
thy chariot we sJrew Easter flowers. Would
it not be grand if we could all rise together?
You know that the Bible says we shall not all
sleep, but we shall all be changed What If we
should be among the favored ones who never
have to see death, and that while in the full
life of our body we should hear that trumpet
sound and these mortal bodies take on immor
tally, Oh, how l would hasten to two places
before the close of such day-peaceful
Greenwood and the village cemetery back of
Somerville. And 1 would cry aloud: The
hour has come, the trumpet has sounded, the
resurrection is here. Father and mother, you
were the best of all the group, now lead the
wayp' The earth sinks out of sight. Clouds
under foot Other worlds only mllestones on
the Kings highway. We rise! We rise! We
rise! to be forever with the Lord and forever
with each other. Maywe all have part in that
first resurrection!
In this dark world of sin'and pain
We only meet 10 part again;
But when we reach the heavenly shore
We there shall meet to part no more.
The hope that we shall see that day
Should chase our present griefs away.