The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1891-04-01


trumpet. Turn all your graveyards into
gardens. y
Standing in this place where the Lord
lay, am also impressed with the dig
nifty of unpretendirg obsequies. Joseph
that day was mourner. sexton, livery
man-had the entire charge Of all the
occasion. -Four people only at the burial
Of the King of the universe. Let this
be consolatory to those who through
small means or lack Of large acquaint-
ance, have but little demonstration OF
grief at the grave of their dead. 1t Is
not necessary. Long line Of glittering
equipages, two rows Of silver handles,
casket of costly wood, pall-bearers
scarfed and gloved are not necessary.
Christ looks out from Heaven alta burial
where there are six in attendance and
remembers there are two more than He
had at His obsequies. Not recognizing
this idea how many small properties
are scattered in the funeral rites, and
widowhood and orphanage go out into
the cold charity of the world. The de-
parted left enough property to have
kept the family together until they could
take care Of themselves, but It is all abb
sorbed in the funeral rites. That went
for Grape which ought to have gone for
bread. A man Of small means can
hardly afford to die In one Of our great
cities! Funeral pageantry is not neccs-
sary. No one was ever more lovingly
and tenderly put into the grave than
Christ, but there were only four In the
procession.
Again, standing In this place where
the Lord lay, am impressed with the
fact that you cannot keep the dead
down. The seal Of the Sanhedrim, a
regiment of soldiers from the tower OF
Antonio to stand guard, floor Of rock,
roof of rock, wall Of rock, niche Of rock,
cannot keep Christ in the crypt. Come
out and come he must. Came out and
came up he did. Prefguration. The
first fruits Of them that sleep. just as
certainly as you and go down into the
grave, just so certainly we wil come up
again. Though you pile up on the top
of us all the boulders of the mountains,
you cannot keep us down. Though we
be buried under the coral OF the deepest
cavern of the Atlantic Ocean, we will
rise to the surface. Ahl my friends,
death and the grave are not what they
used to be TO us, for now, walking
around the spot where the Lord lay, we
find vines and flowers covering up the
tomb, and that which we called place
of skulls has become beautiful garden.
Yes, now there are four gardens instead
Of one: Garden of Eden, Garden Of the
Worlds Sepulcher, Garden of Earth's
Regeneration, Garden Of Heaven.
Various scriptural accounts say that
the work of grave-brealSing will begin
with the blast Of trumpets and shout
ings; whence | take IL that the first in
timation of the day will be sound from
heaven such as has never before been
heard. may not be so very loud, but
it will be penetrating. There are mau-
soleums so deep that undisturbed silence
has slept there ever since the day
/ when the sleepers were left in them.
The great noise shall strike through
them. Among the corals OF the sea,
miles deep, where the shipwreclsed rest,
the sound viii strike. No one will mis-
take it for thunder, or the blast Of
earthly ministrelsy There will be heard
the voice OF the uncounted millions Of
the dead, who came rushing out Of the
gates of eternity, flying toward the
tomb, crying, "Make wayl o, grave,
give us back our body! We gave Il TO
you in corruption; surrender II now in
interruption" Thousands OF spirits
arising from the field of Sedan, and from
among the rocks Of Gettysburg, and
from among the passes OF South Noun
tain. A hundred thousand are crowding
Greenwood. On this grave three spirits
meet, for there were three bodies in that
tomb over that family vault twenty
spirits hover, for there were twen-
ty bodies. From New York TO
Liverpool, at every few miles on
the sea 70 te, group Of hun
dreds of spirits coming down 10
the water TO meet their bodies.
See that multitude-that is where the
Central America sank. And yonder null
titude.-that Is where the Pacific went
down. Found at last That is where
the City Of Boston sank. And yonder
the President went down. A solitary
spirit alights on yonder prairie-that Is
where traveller perished in the snow.
The whole is full of spirits-spirits fly
ing north, spirits flying south, spirits
flying east, spirits flying west. Crash!
goes Westminster Abbey, as all It's
dead kings, and orators, and poets get
up. Strange commingling OF spirits
searching among the ruins William
Wilberforce, the good; and Queen Eliza
beth, the bad. Crash! go the Pyramids,
and the monarchs of Egypt rise out Of
the heart Of the desert Snapl go the
iron gates Of the modern vaults. The
country graveyard will look like q
rough plowed field as the mounds break
open. All the kings Of the earth;
all the senators; all the great men;
all the beggars; all the armies
--victors and vanquished; all the
ages-barbaric and civilized; all those
who were chopped by guilotine, or sim
mered In the fire, or rotted In dungeons;
all the infants Of day; all the octo-
genarians-alll ALI Not one straggler
left behind. ALI ALL And now the air
IA darkened with the fragments Of
bodies that are coming together from
the opposite corners Of the earth. Lost
limbs finding their mate-bone 10 bone,
sinew TO sinew--until every Joint is
reconstructed, and every arm finds Us
socket, and the amputated limb Of the