The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1889-03-13

lain speaks so graphically In his From
Death unto Life, would break into loud
Hsllelujahs," and there would be some
noise and commotion at these meetings
But here people only show their feeling
by sitting very still, and listening with
close attention. Most of the tunes were
new to many of the people, so that the
singing was not 80 hearty as it might
have been, but Major Whittle made them
sing over and over again those grand
words: " know whom have believed,
and am persuaded that He is able to
keep that which l have committed unto
Him against that day until, if they had
not learned them before, they learned
them then, and the words rang in ones
ears for days after for he said that even
if they took nothing else away from the
meeting, they might take that text.
On Sunday morning Major Whittle
preached for Rev. Lewis Davidson, in a
church at this end of the town, DIR.
Blaikie taking the devotional part of the
service. During the sermon he referred
touchingly to DR.. Bonar who now lies
dying. He contrasted his death bed,
where the radiance of the love of Christ
overspreads his countenance, and he
waits In perfect peace until the day
breaks and the shadows fee away" with
that of another great Scotchman, who on
his desth-bed, at Chelsea, in the dark
ness longed for more faith u At the
close of the service DR.. Blake gave out
Bonar's beautiful hymn, "I heard the
voice of Jesus say"
All those who wait for the coming OF
our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ" hope
for and pray for much from these meet
ings of Major Whittle in our city.
1t is the height of the Edinburgh sea-
son now, and IN the warm sunshine that
is so unusual in winter, the streets are
very gay with people, among which one
hears, now and then. the gutteral voices
of the natives of the German Fatherland,
or sees dark foreign faces that look all
the darker for the bright colors that
their owners generally wear. There are
lectures and picture performances, and
above all, the annual picture exhibition
of the Royal Scottish Academy, where
one goes to learn by heart pictures that
will afterwards return to flash upon
that inmost eye that is the bliss of soli-
tude," with beautiful suggestions OF coun-
try scenes, breezy, heathery moorlsuds,
and far-of purple hills, when all about
us is wrapped in winters gloom, Win
ter's gloom is not very present now, how
ever, for instead of gray, lowering skies,
we have the exquisite pinkish- purple
cloudings that are 80 peculiarly Scotch,
and against which are delicately out
lined the slender church spires and
graceful buildings of the city, like the
realization of one of Turner's pictures, all
is so soft and harmonious, and the sunny
foreground is so charmingly intensified
by background of mlety blue.
l must not omit to mention that about
month ago l saw very interesting
ceremony, that has come down to us
from by-gone centuries, performed at the
Mercat Cross" This was the reading
of royal proclamation, and the heralds
and pursuivants q am not very sure
about what they are called, nor which is
which,, in their broad .brimmed hats and
long, dropping feathers. and old-world
dress, embroidered in gold with Scottish
lions, surrounded by guard of honor of
Highlanders, looked very curious in the
midst of the crowd of people in modern
dress that surrounded the cross, and In
mHlOh GHo ~ plCal Suldl1 DOy WAS
largely represented. The soldiers were
drawn up in a long file, leaving passage
for the heralds, &C., to pass up to the
cross, which they did with great solem-
nifty, and three of them took their stand
at the corners of the cross, one facing
Holyrood, another the High street, and
the third looking up the street, then one
read out the proclamation, sentence by
sentence, a second repeating what he
said. After the ceremony was over they
marched away surrounded by their
guard, and preceded by the band, play
ing on the bagpipes.
My letter has already run to more
length than I intended, 80 now I will
draw it to a close, with the wish for all
the readers of the Central PRESBYTERIAN,
that was sent to me by dear friend Of
my fathers in Holland, that in the still
new year 1.-THE Lord our God may be with
you and all yours in the richest of His
fatherly blessing"
Yours sincerely, ALExA Evans.
Hampden Sidney COLLAGE