Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1890-11-06

n"erict.li revolution, bringing FREQ instftu-
tons to \ continent. Black wings Of Ameri-
can civil war, bringing ratification and solid
arity To the republic. Black wings Of the
Judgment Day. bringing resurrection to an
entomDed human race. Aud in tho last day,
when all your life and mine will be summed
up, we will find that the greatest blessing
we ever received came on tho wings
or the black ravens OF disaster Bless God
Tor trouble. Bless God for sickness! Bless
God for persecution. Bless God for poverty.
You never heard OF any man or woman OF
great use to the world who had not had lots
OF trouble. The diamond must be cut. Tho
wheat must be threshed. The black ravens
must fly. Who are these nearest the throne?
these are they who came out OF great
trlbulation and had their robes washed and
made white in the blood of the Lamb"
But look! Look what at four o'clock in
the afternoon bursts upon our vision-The
pain or Jericho and the valley OF Jordan
ana the Dead Sea. We have come to place
where the horses not much walk as slide
up on their launches, and we all dismount.
Tor the steep descent is simply terrific,
though princess OF Wallacha. who fell
mere and was dangerously injured, after
recovery, spent large amount of money in
trying to make the road passable. Down
and down. till we saw the white tents
pitched for us by our muletcers amid the
ruins or ancient Jericho, which fell at the
sound OF poor music played on "ram's
horn, that ancient instrument which taken
from the head of the leader of the flock OF
sheep. Is perforated and prepared to be fin
gered by the musical performer, and blown
upon when pressed to the lips. AS in an
other sermon, l have fully described that
scene. will only say that every day for
seven days, the ministers OF religion went
round the city OF Jericho, blowing upon
those rams horns, and on the seventh day
without the roll OF war-chariot, or the
| stroke OF a catapu1t, or the swing OF ball
| liSta, crash crash crash went the walla
| OF that magnificent capital.
On the evening of December the 9th, We
walked amid the brick and mortar OF that
| shattered city, and l said to myself: All
| this done by poor music blest OF God, for it
| was not harp or a flute, or q clapping
cymbal, or an organ played, at the sound OF
| which the city surrendered to destruction,
| but rude instrument making rude music
| blest OF God. to the demolition OF that
wicked place which had for centuries defed
| the Almighty. And l said, IL this was by tho
| blessing OF God on poor music, what NIGH
| tier things could be done by the blessing OF
| God on good music, skillful music, Gospel
music. II all ts~ good that has already
| been done by music were subtracted from
| the world, believe three -fourths OF its re-
ligion would be gone. The lullabys OF
| mothers which keep sounding on, though
| the lips that sang them 40 years ago became
ashes. the old hymns in log-cabin churches,
and country meeting houses, and psalms in
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| them in English cathedrals, the roll OF Or
gans that will never let Handel or Haydn,
or Beethoven die, the thrum OF harps, the
sweep OF the bow across bass viols, the
songs of Sabbath schools storming the
heavens, the doxology OF great assemblages
! why, Il thousand Jerichoes Of sin have
by them all been brought down.
| Seated by the warmth OF our camp fires
| that evening OF December 9Th. amid the
bricks and debris OF Jericho, and thinking
| what poor music has done and what nigh
tier things could be done by tho blessing Of
God on good music, said to myself: Min
| listers have been doing grand work and
| sermons have been blessed, but would it not
| be well for us to put more emphasis on
| music? Oh. for n campaign OF Old Hum
dred! Oh, for brigade of Mount PsSahs u
| Oh, for cavalry charge OF Cornations
Oh. for an army of Antiochs and st. Mar
tins and Ariels! Oh, for enough orchestral
| batons lifted, to marshal all nations! As
Jericho was surrounded by poor music for
| seven days and was conquered, so let our
earth be surrounded for seven days by good
Gospel music. and the round planet will all
be taken for God. Not a wall of opposition,
not throne OF tyranny, not a palace of
sin, not an enterprise OF unrighteousness
could stand the mighty throb Of such at
mospheric pulsation. Music! 1t sounded
at the laying Of creations cornerstone
when the morning stars sang together.
Music! 1t will be the last reverberation,
when the arch angels trumpet sh all wake
the dead. Music. Let its full power be
now tested to comfort and bless and arouse
and save.
in the tents. we walk out for moment to
the "Fountain OF Elisha" the one into which
the prophet threw the salt, because the
waters were poisonous and bitter, and 10!
they became sweet and healthy; and ever
since, with gurgie and laughter, they have
| rms hn6 ho
rocks. the only cheerful object In all that
region being these waters.
Now on this plain OF Jericho the sun Is
setting. making the mountains look like
balustrades and battlements of amber and
maroon and gold; and the moon, just above
the crests, seems to be a window OF heaven
through which immortals might be looking
| down upon the scene. Three Arabs as
watchmen sit beside the campfire at the
door of my tent, their low conversation in q
strange language all night long a soothing
rather than an Interruption. had a dream
that night never to be forgotten. that
dream amid the complete ruins of Jericho
Its past grandeur returned, and I saw the
city as 1t was when Mark Antony gave 1t to
Cleopatra and Herod bought it from her
And heard the hoofs of its swift steeds
and the rumblng of its chariots and the
shouts OF excited spectators in its amphi-
theatre.
And there was white marble amid green
groves OF palm and balsam; cold stone
warmed with sculptured foliage; hard pill
lars cut into soft lace; lliads and Odysseys
IN granite; basalt jet as the night. mount
ed by carbuncle flaming as the morning ;up-
holstery dyed as though dipped in the blood
| OF battle-felds; robes encrusted with dia-
mond; mosaics white as seafoam flashed
on by auroras; gayeties which the sun saw
BY day, rivaled by revels the moon saw by
night; blasphemy built against the sky;
ceilings stellar as the midnight heavens
grandeurs turretted, archivolted and inter
cOlumnar; wickedness so appalling that es-
tablished vocabulary fails, and we must
make an adjective and call it Herodic.
Bashf ul, Hut \ BOuncer.
Miss Ella Ewing, a Missouri giantess
is now visiting in Keokuk, Ia, accom-
panied by her parents. She was borr
| in o,ria Mo March q