Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1891-03-30

keep US down Though we be buried
under the coral of the deepest cavern
of the Atlantic ocean, we will rise to
the surface. All! 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
to nb, and that which we called a
place Of skulls has become beautiful
garden. Yea, now there are four gar
dens instead of one-Garden of Eden,
Garden of the Worlds Sepulcher, Gar
den of Earth's Regeneration, Garden
OF Heaven.
Various scriptural accounts say that
the work of grave breaking will begin
with the blast of trumpets and shout
ings; whence | take it that the first
intimation of the day will be a sound
from heaven such as has never before
been heard. 1t may not be SO very
loud, but it will be penetrating. There
are mausoleunls so deep that undis-
turbed 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 ship
wrecked rest, the sound will strike. No
one will mistake it for thunder or the
blast Of earthly minstrelsy. There will
be heard the voice of the uncounted
millions of the dead, who come rushing
out of the gates of eternity, flying
toward the tomb, crying: ''Make way
Oh, grave, give US back our body! We
gave it to you in corruption; surrender
it 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 Mountain. A hundred thou
sand 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 twenty bodies.
From New York to Liverpool, at
every few miles on the sea route, a
group Of hundreds of spirits coming
down to the water to meet their bodies.
See that multitude THAT is where the
Central America sank. And yonder
multitude 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 a traveller persisted in
the snow The whole air is full of
spirits spirits flying north, spirits fly
ing south, spirits flying east, spirits fly
ing west. Crash! goes Westminster
Abbey. as all it's dead kings and orators
and poets get up.
Strange commingling Ofspirits search
ing among the ruins William Wilber-
force, the good, and Queen Elizabeth,
the bad Crash! go the Pyramids, and
the monarchs of Egypt rise out of the
heart of the desert. Snap! go the iron
gates of the modern vaults. The cOun-
try graveyard will look like rough
plowed field as the mounds break open.
All the kings of the earth; all the sena-
tors; all the great men; all the beg
CARS; all the manifestations and van
pushed; all the ages-barbaric and
civilized; all those who were chopped
by guillOtine, or simmered in the fire
or rotted in dungeons; all the infants
of day; all the octogenarians-all
all! Not one straggler left behind.
All ALT
And now the air is darkened with
the fragments of bodies that are com
ing together from the opposite corners
of the earth. Lost limbs finding their
mate-bOne to bone, SineW to sinew-
until every joint is reconstructed, and
every arm finds its socket, and the am
putated limb of the surgeons table
shall be set again ut the point from
which it was severed. \ surgeon told
me that after the battle of Bull Run
he amputated limbs, throwing them
out of the window, until the pile
reached up to the windOw-siH All
those fragments viii have to take their
places. Those who were born blind
shall have eyes divinely kindled; those
who were lame shall have a limb sub
stituted. In all the hosts of the resur-
rected not one eye missing; not one
foot clOgged; not one arm palsied; not
one tongue dumb; not one ear deaf
FROM DEATH To LIFE.
glorious Easter morning, with all these
congratulations If | understand this
day, it means peace toward heaven and
peace toward earth Great wealth of
flowers Bring more flowers! Wreath
them around the brazen throat of the
cannon, plant them in the desert until
it shall blossom like the rose, braid
n 40 of hn al,
as he comes back. No more red dahl
las Of human blood. Give us white
lilies of peace Strew all the earth
with Easter garlands, for the resurrec-
ton we celebrate this morning implies
all kinds of resurrection, a score of
resurrectiOns.
Resurrection from death and sin to
the life of the gospel Resurrection of
apostolic faith. Resurrection of com
mercial integrity Resurrection of ma
tional honor. Resurrection of inter
national goodwill. Resurrection of art
Resurrection of literature. Resurrec-
ton Of everything that is good and
kind and generous and just and holy
and beautiful. Nothing to stay down,
to stay buried, but sin and darkness
and pain and disease and revenge and
death. Let those tary in the grave
forever. GLORY to God in the highest,
and on earth peace, goodwill to men"
Christ, the Lord, is risen today,
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your songs and triumphs high,
Sing, ye heavens. and earth reply.
Loves redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won.
Lo! the suns eclipse is DER;
Lo! he sets in blood more.
Vitality of a Quail
J. E. Isgrigg, of Carthage, Mo-, thus
writes to The American Field: 81 send
you by express a hen quail. W. B.
Hickey was working his puppies on
birds today, and when the bevy flushed
he noticed this bird, which flew, he
says, like one having been shot in the
head. 1t flew quite a distance, and
upon getting it up the second time he
killed it, which of course was contrary
to law, but under the circumstances
was a humane act. You will see that
twig has been run completely through
the breast, both ends protruding. 1t
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