Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1890-04-07

grave you put IN pneumOnIaS and con
sumptions, and they come out health.
You put in groans, and they come out
hallelujahs. For us, on the final day,
the most attractive places will not be
the parks or the gardens or the pal
aces, but the cemeteries.
THE BEAUTIES OF THE RISEN
We are not told in what season that
day will come IF it should be win
ter. those who come up will be more
lustrous than the snow that covered
them. If in the autumn, those who
come up will be more gorgeous than
the woods after the frosts have pen
ciIed them. If in the spring, the
bloom on which they tread will be
dull compared with the rubicund of
their cheeks. Oh the perfect resurrec-
ton body! Almost every one has
some defective spot in his physical
constitution: dull ear, or a dim eye,
or a rheumatic foot, or a neural gic
brow, or a twisted muscle, or weak
side. or an infamed tonsil, or some
point at which the east wind or a sea-
son of overWork assaults him. But
tie resurrection body shall be without
one weak spot, and all that the doc
tors and nurses and apothecaries of
earth will thereafter have to do will
be to rest without interruption after
the broken nights of their earthly ex-
istence. Not only will that day be the
qualification of well kept cemeteries,
but some of the grateyards that have
been neglected and been the pasture
ground for cattle and roofing places
for swine, will for the first time have
attractiyeneSS given them.
It was a shame that in that place UNI
grateful generations planted no trees,
and twisted no garlands, and sculp-
tured no marble for their Christian
ancestry; but on the day of which l
speak the resurrected shall make the
place of their feet glorious. From I'M
der the shadow of the church, where
they slumbered among nettles and
mullen stalks and thistles, and slabs
as1ant, they shall rise with a glory
that shall flash the windows of the vii
lage church, and by the bell tower that
used to call them to worship, and
above the old spire beside which their
prayers formerly assembled. What tri-
umphal procession never did for
street, what all Oratorio never did for
an academy, what an orator never did
for brilliant auditory, what obelisk
never did for a king, resurrection
morn will do for all the cemeteries.
FIVE HUNDRED SAW HIM AT once.
This Easter tells us that in Christs
resurrection our resurrection, if we are
his, and the resurrection of all the
pious dead is assured, for he was ''the
first fruits of them that slept" Renan
says he did not rise, but five hundred
ixvtxv of
Christ's enemies, say he did rise, for
they saw him after he had risen. If
he did not rise, how did sixty armed
soldiers let him get away? Surely
sixty living soldiers ought to be able
God! he did get away. After his resur
rection Mary Magdalene saw him.
CIeopas saw him. Ten disciples in an
upper room at Jerusalem saw him. On
a mountain the eleven saw him. Five
hundred at once saw him. Professor
Ernest Renan, who did not see him,
will excuse us for taking the testimony
of the five hundred and eighty who
did see him. Yes, yes; he got away.
And that makes me sure that our de-
parted loved ones and we ourselves
shall get away. Freed himself from
to leave us and ours in the lurch
There will be no door knob on the
inside of our family sepulcher, for we
cannot come out, of ourselves; but
there is a door knob on the outside,
and that Jesus shall lay hold of, and
opening, will say: Good morning!
You have slept long enough! Arise! !
Arise" And then what futter of
wings, and what flashing of rekindled
eyes, and what gladstone rushing
across the family lot, with cries of
Father, is that you?'' Mother,
is that you2" my darling, is
that you?" "How you all have
changed! The cough gone, the
Group gone, the consumption gone,
the paralysis gone, the WEAKNESS
gone. Come, let us ascend together!
The older ones first, the younger ones
next! Quick now, get into Hnel The
skyward procession has already start
ed! Steer now by that embankment
of cloud for the nearest gate!' And
as we ascend, on one side the earth
gets smaller until it is no larger than
a mountain, and smaller until it is no
larger than palace, and smaller UNI
til it is no larger than a ship, and
smaller until it is no larger than
wheel, and smaller until it is no larger
than a speck.
Farewell, dissolving earth! But on
the other side, as we rise, heaven at
first appears no larger than your
hand. And nearer it looks like
chariot, and nearer it looks like
throne, and nearer it looks like star,
and nearer it looks like a sun, and
nearer it looks like a universe. Hail,
scepters that shall always wave! Hail,
anthems that shall always roll! Hail,
companionships never again to be
broken, and friendships never again
to part! That is what resurrection
day will do for all the cemeteries and
graveyards, from the Machpelah that
was opened by Father Abraham in
Hebron to the Machpelah yesterday
cOnsecrated. And that makes Lady
Huntington's immortal rhythm most
When thou my righteous judge, shalt come
To take thy ransoned people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as /,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at thy right hand?
Among thy saints let me be found,
Whenever tn archangels trump shall sound;
To see thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
While heavens resounding arches ring
With shouts of sovereign grace.