The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-04-02
TRANSPLENDENT EASTER
PANEGYRIC OF RADIANT SPRING,
NATURES ANNIVERSARY

NATURES AN NIVERSARX.
The Ghosts OF Buried Ambitions, swee ct
Loves, and Beautiful Unss,fshuess.
Resurrection Of Hope, Love and
Human Joy-Leaves n Lies Book.
Our Departed Kindred and Friends.
Earth's Time-Worn FilErims-Man-
kinds Blessed Redeemer's victory
Over Death and the Grave.
New YoRE, April Even the man,
God help HIM who hes no belief. finds
that his heart gives an extra thuDp on
Easter day, for he seems to discover some
thing finer and better and purer in the sun
shine itself, and be claims that IL is because,
ali of a sudden, the flowers seem 20 have
sprung up. My friend, it isn't only the
flowers that are reeurrected on Easter day.
1t is the hopes, the loves, tte joys of human
iUy Suddenly there comes up before us, as
if from a tomb, the ghost Of the man or
woman that used 10 live. That
ghost that has about 1t a halo OF
youth and hope, and on each side
of which stands an angel-the angel Of faith
and the angel of love. We timewOrn pill
Rrims find it hard to look this ghost in the
face. IL is the ghost of buried ambitions, Of
sweet loves ana OF DeaQLlLul uus6lu6uutASs
and il comes forward to face you to-day
when you lack belief; when you scott at
love- and when you, most Of all, worship
yourself. But this ghost OF the past is good
to meet once in awhile, because sometimes
he makes the man Of to-day take the leaf in
the book OF life, that leaf on which there
are so many blots and so little that is fair
and beautiful, aud makes him turn 1t over,
and, having a fresh page, teaches him to
write upon it only the story Ct kindness and
consideration.
LOOEISG BACKWARD.
When the sun dances on Easter morning
It is glad because you and have met these
ghosts-it Is because the old is dead and the
new Is alive and the new means Joy to
everybody. Did you ever meet the ghost
of your paste Did you ever meet the man
you were twenty years ago3 1t is l:45
O'Clock; take up the mirror and look at
yourself. You see the face OF man whose
eyes tell of nights spent in dissipation, the
firmly-set mouth whispers OF discrimination,
of greed, and, when the lips loosen q little,
of unbelief You see q man who has been
successful, whose clothes are made by the
best tailor, and whose waistcOat of the most
fashionable material is over g heart that,
when it beats at al because Of an emotion,
beats for fear stocks will 20
up or down, beats with delight because you
have gotten the better Of your enemy, or
beats with pride because your wife or your
daughter do credit to your name and your
millions. The belIssare ringing at u o'clock
as they chime out the news Of the resurrec-
tion; every flower in the land joins in with
its sweet chime, and into your room there
comes the man you buried twenty years
ago His eyes are bright and fash with
hope; his lips show gentleness and consider
alton in their shape, and all over the face
there is belef-belief ia mankind, belief IN
heaven. His clothes are not as fine as yours,
but the heart that beats under them IS brave
and honest, and couldn't even give one
beat in approval Of q mean thing. How
can you face your other self! You
mutter something about a woman who
made you lose belief, you mutter something
about how hard it is to be hungry, and you
mutter something about getting on in the
world. Nv friend, YOU deliberately and
coolly buried your better self, and now it
has come to ask for an accounting. are
you prepared to give it, Can you sit down
with this other self and, taking the Book of
Life in your hands, decide with it what the
future shall be! All the angels in heaven
are singing: death is no more' There is
your opportunity, take from the grave the
man you ought To be and make him the
man who is, then, indeed, will your Easter
be a joyful resurrection. A bringing back
from the tomb of forgetfulness the great
virtues, and most Of all. that greatest of all
blessings
BLESSED ARE THE MERCIFUL-
And you, my friend, who are woman,
you are alone before the bells begin 90
chime. At the shrine of vanity, pride,
greed and selfshness you have worshiped,
and there you have buried the other wo-
man. What Will she think Of you when
she sees youl She was young in heart as
well as IN body. Size didn't fear growing
old IN years, but you have made her old in
soul. She thought nothing of the outward
aph nf A.,
ship what you call the fashion. She would
go to great deal Of trouble to do kind
act And you have concluded that only
fools are kind. She believed In a
God who had made her, in
Holy Spirit that had sanctified her,
and in "a Christ who had redeemed her.
GU have listened to the vulgar words of
men who have made dollars by their ignor~
ance, and you th1nk there is nothing greater
than yourself, Poor fool! This girl has
come from her grave to ask an accounting
of you. What right had you to bury herr
Are you the happier woman3 ls the world
the better for it, As she en- ters and looks
at you, get down on your knees and pray TO
the God in whom you have tried not TO be-
Ileve, TO make you the woman you used to
be. TO make this Easter day one of perfect
resurrection for you, to raise from the dead
she woman you were. and to give her life
again Then, indeed, and then only, will
you be of service TO this world and the next.
KINDNESS AND CONSIDERATION.
And the little children and the dumb ami
mails can all see the angels on Easter morn
ing, and they are the only ones. And way
uptown, where some kind people have made
q resting-place for the children who are
slck and weary, is a little boy. He might
be your son, or he might be mine. He
tosses about on his bed and signs about his
pains, and it seems as if relief would never
come. And a young girl comes in, and
he begs OF her to tell him about boys
who can run about, and with tenrs
in her voice she does as he asks. and
he hears wonderful stories of the boys
who are playing tops down in the square
and the boys who are going to the circus,
and how when he gets well he shall 90. And
when she goes away, she kisses him good-by,
this pretty, kind girl, and she lays bunch
of lilies in his hand And then there comes
TO see him an old man. lie calls him "4rand-
daddy" and they talk about the little rooms
they lived in, and they laugh and are merry.
and every now and then 'granddaddy's"
voice breaks. and he goes away to get a
drink of water, and once he looks at one Of
the sisters inquiringly, aud she answers him,
sadly: - Not very long,
Aud then granddaddy goes back to his
boy and another visitor COmes-a boy they
both know a hoy Who yvould baya cor,a