The Red Cloud chief., 1891-10-30

their trowelx, crying: 1T Is finished
re joice that all the thousands who
have been toiling on the pyramid OF
righteousness will at last be recognized
and rewarded-the mother who brought
her children 70 Christ the Sabbath
school teacher who brought her class
TO the knowledge Of the truth. the un-
pretending man who saved . soul.
Then the trowel will be more honored
than the scepter.
Further. carrying out the idea Of my
text the pyramid is a sign and q wit
ness that big tombs'ones are not the
best way Of keeping ones self affection
ately remembered. This pyramid and
the sixty-nine other pyramids still
standing were built for scpulchres, all
this grca; pile of granite and limestone
by which we stand to-day, TO cover the
memory of a dead king. II was the
great Westminster Abbey Of the an
clients. Some say that Cheops wa the
king who buil, this pyramid, but il Is
uncertain. Who vas Cheops, anyhow
All that the world knows about him
could be told in a few sentences The
only thing certain is that he wa bad
and hat he shut up the temples OF
worship and that ne was hated so that
the Egyptians were glad when he WAS
dead.
We say nothing against the marble
or the rome of the necropoliA Let
all that sculpture and forescence and
arborescence can do for the places OF
the dead lie done, If means will allow
it But IL. after one is dead, there Is
nothing left to remind the world of
him but some pieces of stone, there is
but little left Some of the finest mon
uments are over people who amounted
20 nothing while they lived, while some
of the worthiest men and women have
not had above them a o big enough
to tell their name. Joshua, the great
est warrior the world ever saw, no
monument; Moses, the greatest lawyer
that ever lived. no monument; Paul,
the greatest preacher that ever lived,
no monument; Christ, the Saviour Of
the world and the rapure Of Heaven. no
monument A pyramid over scoundrel-
ly Cheops. but only a shingle with a
lead pencil epitaph over many a good
mans grave. Some Of the finest obitu-
aries have been printed about the worst
r~ascals. To-day at Brussels there is .
pyramid Of flowers on the grave OF
Boulanger. the notorious libertine. Yet
il is natural 10 want TO be remembered.
While there seems to be no practical
use for post mortem consideration later
than the time of ones great-grandcinl-
| lvan uat nn nna n Mt 70 tss fnrDntfan
as soon as the o~bsequies are over. This
pyramid which Isaiah says is n sign
| and a witness demonstrates that neither
limestone nor red granite are COM
petent to keep n Aff~ectionateiy
remembered; neither can bronze;
neither can Parian marble; nei
Their can Aberdeen granite do the
work. But there is something out of
which to build an everlasting monu-
ment and that will keep one freshly
remembered four thousand years 1t
does not stand in marble yards 1t is
not to be purchased at mourning
stores Yet it is 10 be found in every
neighborhood, plenty OF il, ~inexhausti-
bic quantities of it II is the greatest
stuff in the universe TO build monu-
ments out of. refer to the memories
of those to whom we can do a kind
ness, the mort OF those whose
struggles we may alleviate, the memo
rics of those whose souls we may save.
All around Cairo and Memphis there
are the remains OF pyramids that have
gone down under the wearing away of
time, and this great pyramid OF which
I Isaiah in the text speaks will vanish
il the world lasts long enough; and II
the world does not last, then with the
earth's dissolution the pyramid will
also dissolve. But the memories OF
those with whom we associate are indie
structible. They will bc more vivid
the other side of the grave than this
side.
Will any of the 419 women and chill
dren imprisoned at Lucknow, India,
waiting for massacre by h Sepoys.
forget Havelock and Outram. aud Sir
David Beard, who broke in and effected
their rescue? To some of you who have
loved and served the Lord, Heaven will
be a great picture gallery of remem-
brance. Hosts of the glorified will
never forget you. All, that is a way OF
building monuments that shall never
feel the touch of decay. do not ask
you 10 this natural desire 10 be
remembered after you are gone, but
only want you to put your materials
into n shape that shall never weaken
or fade.
As in Egypt that December after.
noon. 1889, exhausted in body. mind
and soul, we mounted to return TO
Cairo. we took our last look of the pyra-
mid at Gizeh. And you know there is
something in the air W ard evening
that seems productive of solemn and
tender emotion. and that great pyra-
mid seemed to be humanized and with
lips of stone il seemed to speak and cry
out: Hear me, man, mortal and i'm
mortal, NV voice is the voice Of God
He designed me. Isaiah said ! would
be n sign and a witness ! saw Moses
when he was a lad witnessed the
long procession Of the lsraelites as they
started to cross the Red Sea and
Pharaoh's host in pursuit Of them
The falcons and the eagles Of many
centuries have brushed my brow. /
SNtOSA itlC "Ach N-SofoSto OK
landed with her sorceries and Hypatia
for her virtues was slain in yondeT
streets Alexander the Great Sesos-
iris and Ptolemy admired my proper
tions. Herodotus and Pliny sounded
nv praise ! am old. ! am very old
For thousands of years have watched
the coming and going of generations
They tarry only a little while, but they
make an everlasting impression ! bear
on nv side the mark of the trowel and
chisel of those who more than 400
years & expired Beware what you
do, q man, For what you do will last
long after you are dead! II you would
be a~ffectionately remembered after
YOU are gone, trust not TO any earthly
comnemmoration-
II have not one word 10 say about
any astronomer who studied the hesv-
ems from my heights or any king who
was sepulchred in my bosom an
slowly passing away. an a dying