Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-10-19

speet. If bone of his arm or foot nao
been found in the sarcophaRus beneath
the Pyramid, 1t would have excited no
more veneration than the skeleton or a
camel bleaching on the Libyan desert;
yea, less veneration, for when saw the
carcass of camel by the roadside on
the way to Memphis, I said to myself,
Poor thing, l wonder of what 1t died.
Joshua, the greatest warrior the
world ever saw, no monument; Moses,
the greatest lawyer that ever lived, no
monument; Paul, the greatest preacher
that ever lived, no monument; Christ,
the Saviour of the world and the rap
ture of heaven, no monument. a
pyramid over scoundrelly Cheops, but
only Single with a lead pencil cpl
taph over many good mans grave.
Some Of the finest obituaries have
been printed about the worst rascals:
To-day at Brussels there is pyramid
of flowers on the Arave OF Boulanger'
the notorious libertine.
This Pyramid which ISAIAH says IS
sign and a witness demonstrates that
neither limestone nor red granite are
competent to keep one affectionately re-
membered; neither can bronze; neither
can Parian marble; neither can A0er-
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, for ever and ever.
1t does not stand in marble yards. Yet
it is to be found in every neighoorhood,
plenty of it, inexhaustible quantities OF
it. 1t is the greatest stuff in the uni
verse to build monuments out Of. re-
fer to the memories Of those to whom
we can do a kindness, the memories OF
those whose struggles we may alleviate,
the memories of those whose souls we
may save.
THAT DESIRE
To be remembered after we are gone IS
divnely implanted desire and not 10
be crushed out, but, l implore you,
seek something better than the immor-
talization of rock, or bronze or DOCK
Put yourself into the eternity OF those
whom you help for both worlds, TINS
and the next. Comfort a hundred
souls and there will be through all the
cycles of eternity at least hundred
souls that will be your monuments. A
prominent member of this church was
brought to God by some one saying
to her at the church door at the close OF
service, Come again." VIII II be pos
sibe for that one so invited TO Tor
get the inviter? A minister passing
along the street every day looked up
and smiled to baby, in the window.
The father and mother wondered who
it was that thus pleasantly greeted
their child. They found out that he
was the pastor of a church. They said:
eve must 90 and hear him preach"
They went and heard him and both
were converted to God. Matthew
Cranswick, an evangelist, said that he
had the names of two hundred souls
saved through his singing the hymn:
''Arise, My Soul, Arise!" Will any OF
those two hundred souls in all eternity
forget Matthew Cranswick? Will any
of the four hundred and seventy-nine
women and children imprisoned at
Lucknow, India, waiting for massacre
by the Sepoys, forget HavelocK and
Outram and Sir David Beard, who broke
in and effected their rescue? Oh,
what stuff the memory is for monu-
ment building.
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 some
thing in the air toward evening that
seems productive OF solemn and tender
emotion and that great Pyramid seemed
to be humanized and with lips Of stone
it seemed to speak and cry out: "Hear
me, man, mortal and immortal! My
voice is the voice of God. He de-
signed me. Isaiah said would be
sign and witness. l saw
Moses when he was a lad. l wit
messed the long procession Of the Israel
ties 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. I am old, am very old. For
thousands Of years have watched the
coming and going of generations.
Live for Godl With the shadows of
the evening now falling from my side,
l pronounce upon you a benediction.
Take it with you across the Miditer-
ranean. Take it with you across the
Atlantic. God only is great Let all
the earth keep silence before him.
Amenr' And then the lips Of granite
hushed, and the Giant Of Masonry
wrapped himself again in the silence of
ages, and as 1 rode away in the gather
ing twilight, this course of sermons was
unaffected