Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1889-12-20

now or scof at this rider, or the popu-
lace will trample him under foot in an
lnstant. There is one long shout of
Two miles, and cs far as the eye can
reach you see wavings of demonstration
and approval. There was something in
me riders visage, som ething in His ma
lestic brow, something in His princely
oeehavlor, that stirs up the enthusiasm
BEAST and try 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 dotf their garments,
what though they be new and costly,
and spread them for a 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,
Juttlng 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 clrcling wall, and here the towers
blazing in the sun, Phasaelus and Ma
RAM Yonder 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
tlfu!, grand, majestic, the architectural
skill and the glory of the earth lifting
themselves there in one triumphant
doxology, the frozen prayer of ali ma
| tions.
The crowd looked around to see ex-
hilaration 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 obliter-
ated the landscape from horizon to
horizon, and He burst into tears, crying:
70 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 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 stream,
or partition Of His hair; forehead plain
and very delicate; His face without spot
or wrinkle, q lovely red; His nose and
mouth so forked as nothing can he 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
scaffold 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 MS 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
the finger marks of blood on the plaster
ing, you cry: What terrible deed has
been done here?" Looking upon this
suspended victim of the cross, we thrill
with the sight of blood blood dripping
from thorn and nail, blood rushing upon
ments, blood gathered in o 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 I point you to the
outpouring blood of the King of the
universe.
In England the name of Henry was
so great that it's honors were divided
among different reigns. 1t was Henry
the 1, and Henry II, and Henry the III,
and Henry the ~, and Henry V. In
France the name of Louis was SO favor
ably regarded that it was Louis the l.,
Louis the II, Louis the III, and SO on.
But the king who walked the 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
thin and waterv; but the crimson life that
flowed upon Calvary had in it the health
of immortal God.
Tell it now to all the earth and to all
the hcavens-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
guish; the King is dying. the King is
dead! 1t is royal blood. 1t is said that
some religionists make too much of the
humanity of Christ. I respond that we
make too little. If some Roman sur
geon, standing under the cross, had
caught one drop of the blood on his
hand and analysed it, it would have
been found to have the same plasma,
the same disk, the same fbrin, the same
albumen. 1t was unmistakably human
blood. It is man that hangs there.
His bones are of the same material as
ours His nerves are sensitive like ours.
II it were an angel being despoiled l
would not feel it so much, for it belongs
to different order of beings. But my
Saviour is man, and my whole SYM
nathy is aroused. cnn imagine how