Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-11-23

goes on to say. God "dweIIeth not il
temples made with hands"
Oh, PAUL. Is not deity more in tn
Parthenon, OF more in the Theseum, o
more in the Erechtheium, or more il
the temple Of Zeus Olympus than il
the open air, more than on the bill
where we are sitting, more than OF
Mount Hymettus out yonder, frou
which the bees get their honey1 "NC
more" responds Paul, "He dwelletl
not in temples made with hands"
But surely the preacher on the pul
pit of rock on Mars Hill will stop now
His audience can endure no more
Two thunderbolts are enough. No ir
the same breath he launches the third
thunderbolt, which to them is more
fiery, more terrible, more demolishina
than he.others, as he cries out: Hath
made of one blood all nations" Oh.
PAUL you forget you are speaking to
the proudest and most exclusive au-
dience in the world Do not say "ot
one blood" You cannot mean that.
Had Socrates and Plato and Demos
themes and Solon and Lycurgus and
Draco and Sophocles and Euripides
and Eschylus and Pericles and Phidias
and Miltiades blood just like the Per
sians like the Turks, like the Egyp-
tians, like the common herd of human
ity2 eyes, says Paul, ''of one blood,
all nations"
RESURRECTION AND LAST JUDGMENT.
Surely that must be the closing para
graph of the sermon His auditors
must be let up from the nervous strain.
Paul has smashed the Acropois and
smashed the national pride of the
Greeks, and what more can he say2
Those Grecian orators, standing on
that place, always closed their ad
dresses with something sublime and eli
macteric, peroration, and Paul is going
to give them u peroration which will
eclipse in power and majesty all that
he has yet said. Heretofore he has
hurled one thunderbolt at time; now
he viii close by hurling two at once.
The little old man, under the power
of his speech, has Strengthened him
self up and the stoop has gone out
of his shoulders. and he looks about
three feet taller than when he began,
and his eyes, which were quiet, became
two flames of fire, and his face, which
was calm in the introduction, now de-
picts a whirlwind of emotion as he ties
the two thunderbolts together with a
cord of inconsumable courage and
hurls them at the crowd now standing
or sitting aghast-the two thunderbolts
of Resurrection and Last Judgment.
His closing words were: Because He
hath appointed a day in which he will
judge the world in righteousness by that
man whom he hath ordained; whereof
he hath given assurance unto all men
in that he hath raised him from the
dead"
Remember those thoughts were to
them novel and provOcative; that
Christ, the despsed Nazarene, would
come to be their judge, and they should
have to get up out of their cemeteries
TO stand before him and take their
eternal doom. Mightiest burst of elo-
cutionary power ever heard. The an
cestors of some of those Greeks had
heard Demosthenes in his Grafton on
the Crown had heard HIschines in his
speeches against Timarchus and Ctesi-
phon, had heard Plato in his great ar
gument for immortality of the soul had
heard Socrates on his deathbed sui
cidal cup of hemlock in hand leave
his hearers in emotion too great
to bear; had in the theater of
Dionysius, at the foot of the Acropolis
(the ruins of its piled up amphitheater
and the marble floor of its orchestra
still there, seen enacted the tragedies
of Eschylus and Sophocles, but neither
had the ancestors of these Grecans on
Mars Hill, or themselves, ever heard or
witnessed such tornadoes of moral |
power as that with which Paul now |
whelmed his hearers At those two |
thoughts of Resurrection and Judg- |
ment, the audience sprang to their feet.
Some moved they adjourn to some
other day to hear more on the same
theme, but others would have torn the
sacred orator TO pieces.
The record says. "Some mocked." l
suppose it means that they mmicked
the soemnity of his voice, that they
took OFF his impassioned gesticulation,
and they cried out; Jew! jew Where
lid you study rhetoric2 You ought to
hear our orators speak You had bet
.er go back to your business of tent
making Our Lycurgus knew more in
| minute than you will know in a
month, Say, whore did you get that
rocked back, and those weak eyes
roml Ha Ha You try to teach us Gre
ians! What nonsense you talk about
When you speak of Resurrection and
Judgment, Now, little old man, climb
own the side of Mars Hill and get out
# sight as soon as possible" "Some
nocked." But, that scene adjourned
o the day of which the sacred orator
iad spoken-the day of Resurrection
nd Judgment
THE PAST AND THR FUTURE.
As in Athens, that evening in 1889,
We climbed down the pile of slippery
ocks where all this had occurred, on
'ur way back TO our hotel, stood half
way between the Acropolis and Mars
ill in the gathering shadows of even