The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1891-04-03
1.-THE Lord

!
I ., weep no more, your comforts slain,
The Lord is risent He lives again
While standing around the place
/ where the Lord lay am impressed with
! the fact that mOrtuary honors can not
/ atone for wrongs to the living. If they
could have afforded Christ such a costly
| sepulchre they could have afforded Him
a decent earthly residence VIII they
give a piece of marble to the dead Christ
when they might have given a soft pill
/ low to the living Christ? If they had
| put half the expense OF that mausOleum
| in the making of Christ's life on earth
comfortable the story would not have
been SO sad He wanted bread; they
gave him a stone. Christ, like every
other benefactOr of the world, was bet
ter appreciated after He was dead
| Westminster Abbey and monumental
Greenwood are to a certain extent the
worlds attempt by mOrtuary honOrs to
atone for neglects to the living. Poets
corner in Westminster Abbey, an at
OF Grub street go into that
Poets corner of Westminster Alb
hey and there find the grave OF
Handel, from whose music we hear to-
day, as il goes down reverberating
through the ages. While 1 stand at the
costly tomb OF Handel, I cannot forget
the fact that his fellow musicians tried
~ NEGSLGL1 MIN Win LnGI QlScOLuS-
go little further in the poets corner
of Westminster Abbey and I find the
grave of John Dryden, the great poet.
Costly monument, great mOrtuary
hOnOrs, but I cannot forget the fact that
at 20 years of age he wrote about the
expressions of misfortune and that he
made a contract for 1, 600 verses at six
pence a line. L go little further on in
the Poets corner and I find the
grave of Samuel Butler, the au-
thor of ''Hudibras-" Wonderful mOnu-
ment, costly mOrtuary honors. Where
did he die? In garnet
o, unfilial children, give your old
parents less tombstone and more
blankets, less funeral and more bed
room Five per cent of the money now
expended at Burns banquets would have
made the great Scotch poet comfortable
and kept him from being harried to
death by the drudgery of an excise
man. Horace Greeley, Outrageously
abused while he lived-going ont to his
tomb was followed by the president of
the United States and the leading men
of the army and navy. Some people
could not say bitter enough things
about him while he lived; all the world
rose up to do him honor when he died.
Massachusetts at the tomb of
Charles Sumner tried to atone for
the ignOminious resolutions with
which her legislature denounced the
living senator. It was too late
The costly monument at Springfield,
Ill, cannot pay for Booths bullet.
Costly mOrtuary hOnors on the banks of
Lake Erie-hOnOrs that cost between
5000, 600 and $500, OOO-cannOt paw for
the assassination of James a. Garfield.
Do justice to the living. All the Justice
you do you will have to do this side the
gates of the metropolis The dead can
L.
carriages in the procession, or see the
polish on the Aberdeen granite, or to
read the words of epitaphal commem-
Grafton. Costly maGsOleum of the gen
tleman in the suburbs of Jerusalem
cannot atone for Bethlehem's Manager
and Calvarian cross and Pilates rufEian
judiciary.
Again! Standing in this place where
the Lord lay, am impressed with the
fact that floral and sculpturai Orna-
mentatiOn are appropriate for the
places of the dead. We are all glad
that in the short time OF the Saviour's
Inflammation He lay amid flowers and
sculpture. I cannot quite understand
what I see in the newspapers where,
amid the announcement of Obsequies,
the friends request send no flowers -
Why, there is no place so appropriate
for flowers as The easlzet of the depart
ed If your means allow repeat, if
your means allOw-let there be flowers
on the caslzet, flowers on the hearse.
flowers on the grave. Put them on the
brow; it means coronation. Put them
in the hand; it means victory. Christ
was buried in parterre- Christ was
buried in garden.
Flowers are types of resurrection.
Death is sad enough anyhow. Let con
servatOry and abOretum do all they can
in the way of alienation. Your little
girl loved flowers while she was alive
Put them in her hands, now that she
cannot go forth and pluck flowers for
herself. On sunshiny days twist a gar
land for her still heart. Brooklyn has
no grander glory than her Greenwood,
nor Boston than her Mount Auburn,
nor Philadelphia than her Laurel Hin.
nor Cincinnati than her Spring Grove,
nor San Francisco than her Lone
Mountain. What shall I say of those
country graveysrds where the vines
have fallen down and the slab
is aslant, and the mound is caved