Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1891-10-29
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the lsraelites when they were on the
way from Egypt to Canaan: "Becadsa
there are no graves In Egypt hast thou
taken us away to die in tho wider
ness2" Down the river bank come tho
buffalo and the cattle or kline TO drink.
And IL was the ancestors of these
cattle that inspired Pharaoh's dream
of the lean kline and the fat kline.
Here we disembarS little while 70,
Memphis, of from the Nile to the
right Memphis founded by tho first
King of Egypt and sIr long while
the capital A city of marble and gold
Home of the Pharaohs. City nineteen
miles in circumference. Vast
colonnades through which imposing
professions marched Here stood the
Temple OF the sun, itself in brillancy
a sun shone on by another sun. Thebes
In power over IA thousand one hun
dred years, or nearly ten times rs long
as tho United States have existed.
Here Is n rccumbent statue seventy
five feet long, Bronzed gnteways,
metropolis called 1.-The haven of tho
blessed" Here Joseph was Primo
Minister. Here Pharaoh received
Jacob All possible splendors were
built up into tho royal city. Hosea.
Ezekiel, jeremiah aud Isaiah speak OF
II rs someth ng wonderful. Never did
visit city with such exalted an
ticipations an never did my anticipa-
tons drop so Hat. Not pillar stands
Not a wall Is unbroken. Not ioun-
tain losses In the sun Even the ruins
have been ruined and all that remains
are chips of marble, small pieces oil
fractured sculpture and splintered HUI.
man bones Here and :thcrc n letter
OF some Ella bornto inscription. too or
ear OF statue that once stood in niche
of palace wall Ezekiel rrophcsied Its
blotting out and the prophecy has beon
fulfilled. Ride on, | said to our party
"and don't wait for me-" And rs |
stood there alone, the city of Memphis
in the glory of past centuries returned
And heard the rush of her chariots
and the dash of her fountains aud the
conyiyiality OF nor palaces and saw tho
drunken mobiles roll on tho floors OF
mosaic, while In startling contrast
amid all the royalties of the place !
saw Pharaoh look up into the face OF
aged rustic Jacob, the shepherd, say.
ing; "ilow old art thouT
Two great nations, Egypt and
Greece, diplomatizcd and almost cams
To battle for one book, n copy OF Es
chylus ptolemy the Egyptian King
disc overcd that In tho great library at
Alexandria there was no copy of Es'
chylus Tho Egyptian king sent up to
Atheus, Greece, TO borrow tho boob
and make copy OF H. Athens do
mandcd deposit OF $i7,70 as secu'
rity. The Egyptian king received tho
book, but refused To- return that which
he bad borrowed aud 10 forfeited tho
Sc entecn thousand soven hundred dol
lars Tho two nations rose in conten'
ton concerning that one book Bcau'
tiful and mighty book indeed! But ID
is book of horrors, tho dominant idea
that We are the victims of hereditary
influences from which there is no
eBcapc, aud that fate rules tho
world. and although tho author
does tell of Promothcus who was cruel
fed on the roclss for sympathy for
mankind, powerful suggestion OF tho
sacrifice of Chi list In later years, IL Isl
very poor book compared with that
book which we hug to our hearts be-
cause it contains our only guido life,
our only comfort In death, and our
only hope for u blissful immortality.
II two nations could afford to struggle
for one copy OF Eschylus, how muck
more can all nations AFFORD TO struggle
for the possession and triumph OF ths
holy scriptures?
Hut the dead cities strung along the
Nile not only demolish inhdelity, but
thunder down the nbsurC,ity OF modorI
doctrine OF evolution which says the
world started with nothing and ther
rose, and human nature began with
nothing hut evolved into splendid
manhood aud womanhood of It,
self Nay; the sculpture OF the world
was more wonderful In tho days
OF Memphis and 1hebes and Car
thage than in the days of Boston and
New York Those blocks OF stone
weighing three hundred tons high up
in the wall nj Karnao imply ma hinery
equal to, II not surprising, the ma
chnery Of the nineteenth century.
How was that statue of Rameses
weighing eight hundred and eighty
seven tons, transported from tho
quarries two hundred miles away
and how was il lifted? Tell
us, modern m ichinists. How were
those galleries OF rock, still
standing at Thcbcs, filled with
paintings surpassed by no artists pen.
Gil OF tho present day? Tell us, artists
Of the nineteenth century. The dead
cities of Egypt 80 far MS they have left
enough pillars, or statues, or sepul-
chrcs or temple ruins to tell the story
Memphis, Migdol, Hicrapolis, Zoan.
Thebes, Goshen, Carthage OF
them developing downward instead
OF upward. They have cvo,uted from
magniiicence into destruction. The Cos.
pei OF jesus Christ IA the only eleva.
Tor OF individual and social national
character. Let all the living cities
know that pomp and opulence and
temporal prosperity are not security.
Those ancient cities lacked nothing
but good morals dissipation and sin
slew them ana unless dissipation and
sin are hal ed, they will some day
slay our modern cities, and leave our
palaces of merchandise and our gal
icries OF art aud our City Halls az Hat
In .he dust as we round Memphis on the
afternoon of that Thanksgiving day.
| notice the voice of those ancient
cities is hoarse from the exposure OF
forty centuries, and they accentua o
slowly with lips that were palsied Tor
ares, but altogether these cities along
the Nile intonc these words, Hear us,
for we are very old, and 1t is hard for
MS to speak We were wise long before
Athens learned her first lesson. We
sailed our ships while yet navigation
was unborn. These obelisks, these pyr
amids, these pillars, these wrecked
temples, these colossi of black granite,
these wrecked sarcophagi under the
brow of the hills, tell you of what
was in grandeur, and of what | am
coming down to be. We sinned and
fell. Iur learnings could not save us;
Sec those half obliterated hierogly-
phics on yondcr wall. Our architec-
| turc could not save Us: Sec the painted
columns of Phile, and the shattered
temple of Esneh. Our heroes could
not save us: Witness Menes.
Diodorous, Rameses, and Ptolemy.
Our gods Ammon and Osiris
could not save us: See their fallen
temples all along the four thousand
miles of Nile, o, ye modern cities, get
some other God; God who can help, a
God who can pardon, a God who can
save. Called up us we are for little
while TO give testimony, again the
sands of the desert will bury us. Ashes
| TO ashes, dust to dust!' And as these