The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1891-10-30
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forty quadrillion, forty duintiliio1
For AWHILE we WELD the trowei or
pound with the hammer or measure
with the yard-stick or write with the
pen, or experiment with the scientific
battery. or plan with the brain, and f6F
awhile the foot walks and the eye
sees and the ear hears and the tongue
speaks All the good words or bad
/ words we speak are spread out into one
| layer for pyramid. AL the kind
deeds or maleyolent deeds we do are
spread out into another layer. All the
| Christia or unchristian example re
set is ipread out id another l5ysfs
All the Indirect influences of our lives
are spread out in another layer.
Then the time soon comes when we put
down the implement of toll and pass
away. but the pyramid stands. This
twentieth century will not rock 1t
down, nor the thirtieth century, nor
the one hundredth century. The earth
quake that rocks this world to pieces
will not stop our influence for good or
evils Yon modestly say! THAT is true
| la regard to the great workers for good
or evil, and of gigantic geniuses, Mil
tonian or Talleyr&ndian, but not of me,
for live and work on small scale. -
Your business and mine is not to
build a pyramid, but to be one of the
hundreds of thousands who shall ring
a towel, or pull rope, or turn the
crank of derrick, or cry rye heavel''
while lifting another block to its eleva-
ton. Though it be seemingly y small
work and brief work, it is a work that
shall last forever. In the last day many
a man and woman whose work has
never been recognized on earth will
come to special honor. The ecumen-
zeal council, now in session at Washing
ton, its delegates the honored repre-
sentatives of fifty million Methodists in
all parts of the earth. will at every ses.
sion do honor to the memory of John
Wesley, but I wonder if any of them
will think to twist garland for the
memory of hum BILE Peter Boiler, the
Moravian, who brought John Wes-
ley into the kingdom of God. re-
joice that all of the thousands who have
been toiling on the pyramid of right
eousness will at last be recognized and
rewarded-the mother who brought her
children to Christ, the Sabbath teacher
who brought her class to the knowl-
edge of the truth, the unpretending
man who saved a soul. Then the trowel
will be more honored than the scepter
While there seems to be no practical
use for post-mortem, consideration later
than the time of ones great-grand-
children, yet no one wants to be for
gotten as soon as the obsequies are
over. This pyramid which Isaiah says
is sign and witness demonstrates
that neither limestone nor granite are
competent to keep one affectionately
remembered; neither can bronze;neither
can Parian marble; neither can A ber-
deem granite do the work. But there
is something out of which to build
an everlasting monument and that
will keep one freshly remembered
four thousand years; yea, forever
and ever. 1t does not stand in marble
yards. It is not to be purchased at
mourning stores Yet it is to be found
in every neigh borhood, plenty of it, in
exhaustible quantities of it. 1t is the
greatest stuff in the universe to build
monuments out of. I refer to the mem
cries of those to whom we can do a
struggles we may alleviate, the memo
ries of those whose souls we may save.
AL 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 Isaiah in the
text speaks will vanish if the world
lasts long enough, and if the world
does not last then with the earth's dis
solution the pyramid will also dissolve.
But the memories of those with whom
we associate are indestructible. They
will be more vivid the other side of the
grave than this side. 1t is possible for
me to do you good and for you to do
me good that will be vivid in memory
as many years after the world is burned
up as all the sands of the seashore, and
all the leaves of the forests, and all the
grass blades of the field, and all the
stars of Heaven added together, and
that aggregate multiplied by all the
figures that all the bookkeepers of all
time ever wrote.
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
pyramid at Gizeh. And you know
there is something in the air toward
evening that seems productive of
solemn and tender emotion, and the
great pyramid seemed to be humaniZed
and with lips of stone it seemed to
speak and cry out: Hear me, man,
mortal and immortali My voice is
the voice of God. He designed |
me. Isaiah said I would be a
sign and witness. l saw Moses |
when he was a lad. 1 witnessed the |
long procession of the Israelites 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. / stood here |
when Cleopatra's barge landed with |
her sorceries, and Hypatia for her
virtues was slain in yonder streets. |
Alexander the Great. Sesostris and |
Ptolemy admired my proportions.
Herodotus and Pliny sounded my |
praise. / am old, / am very |
old. For thousands of years / have |
watched the coming and going OF |
generations. They tarry only little |
while. but they make everlasting i'm
preston. 1 bear on my side the mark |
of the trowel and chisel of those who /
more than four thousand years ago |
expired. Beware what you do, oh, |
mani for what you do will last long af-
ter you are deadl If you would be az
fectionaly remembered after you gone, |
trust not to any earthly commemora-