The Forrest City times., 1891-10-02

crime came back 70 me, until shud- dered with the historical reminis- cence.
 Still following our Chieftain, ascend the hill which Gen. Gordon, the great English explorer and arbitcr first made a clay model of. It is hard climbing for our Chieftaln, for he has not only two heavy timbers to carry on his back, the upright and horizontal pieces of the cross, but he is suffering from exhaustion caused by lack of food, mountain chills, desert heats, whipping with elm-wood rods, and years of maltreatment.
 Now we follow our Chieftain as they carry his limp and lacerated form. amid the flowers and trees of gar, den, the gladioluses. the oleanders the lilies, the geraniums, the man. drakes, down five or six steps to m aisle of granite where he sleeps. But only little while he sleeps there, for there is an earthquake in ali that region, leaving the rocks to this day in their aslant and ruptured state declara- tive of the fact that something eXtraor- dinary there happened. And we see our thieftain arouse from his brief slumber and wrestle down the rutiian Leath who would keep him imprisoned in that cavern aud put both heels on the monster, and coming forth with . cry that will not cease to be echoed until on the great resurrection day the door of the lost sepulchre shall be un hinged and flung changing into tho debris of demolished cemeteries.
 Now we follow our Chieftain to the shoulder of Mount Olivet, and without wings he rises, the disciples clutching for his robes too late to reach them, and across the great gulfs of space with one bound he gains that world which for thirty three years had been denied his companionship, and all heaven lifted shout of welcome as he entered, and of coronation as up the mediatorial throne he mounted.
 But still we follow our Chieftain in his march through the centuries, for invisibly he still walks the earth, and by the eye of faith we still follow him. You can tell where he walks by the churches, and hospitals, and re- formatory institutions, and houses ot mercy that spring rp nlong the way. l hear his tread i'll the SICK room and in the abodes of bereavement He marches on and the nations are gathering around him. The lslan Is of the sea are hearing his voice. The continents are feeling his power. America will be his! Europe will be his. Asia will be his. Africa will be his! Australia will be his. New Zealand will be his, All the earth will be his. Do you realize that until now it was impossible for the world to be converted? Not until very recently has the world been found. The Bible talks about tho ends Of the earth and the "uttermost parts of the world" as being saved, but not until now have the lends of the earth been discovered ana not until now have the 'uttermost parts of the wcrld'' been revealed The navi- gator did his work, the explorer did his work, the scientist did his work. and now for the first time since the world has been created has the world been known, measured off, and geog- raphized. the lost, hidden and un- known tract has been mapped out and now the work of evangelis ation will be begun with earnestness and velocity as ye5 unimagined. The steamships are ready; the lightning express trains are ready; the printing presses arc ready; the telegraph and telephone are ready; millions of Christians are ready and now see Christ marching on through the centuries Marching on, Marching on.
 One by one governments will fall into line and constitutions and litera. lures will adore his name. More hen. ored and worshiped is he in this year of 1891 than at any time since the year one. and the day hastens when all nations will join one pro session fol. lowing the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. Marching on, marching on.
 Greater and more thrilling will be the spectacle when the world is ali conquered for the truth and in front of the palace of heaven the kings and conquerors of all the allied powers of Christian usefulness shall salute each other. and recount the struggles by which they gained the triumph, and then hand over their swords to him who is the Chief of the conquerors, crying; "fhine, oh, Christ is the King dom; take the crown of victory; the crown of dominion; the crown of grace; the crown of glory" "on his head were many crowns"