The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1895-01-04
r08 THE LONDONDERRY SITTER.

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lad its flowers wither md It's fruits
decay, and thought &fiilo Looking Al
tho brilliant desolation and standing
amid the vanished glorios of that throne
room that some ono had better change
d little that Persian eouplet on the wall
and mako II reads eIf
II there be- place whefe mitch yoii miss,
That place Is this, Is this, is this. Is this
As / came out OF the palace into the
Street Of Delhi, I thought to myself
paradises arc not built out Of stone; ore
not cut in sculpture; arc not paisted on
walls; arc not fashioned out of precious
stones; do net spray the cheek with
fountains, do not offer thrones OF
crowns. Paradiaes nre built out Of ma
lures uplif;ed and ennohled, and what
afchitect's compass may not sweep, and
sculptor's chisel inay not cut. and paint
er's pencil may not sketch, and fqrden-
er's skill may not lay ont, the grace q
God can achieve, and if the heart be
right all is right and il tho heart be
wrong all is wrong. hsfs Abdeth the
second lesson,
But I will not yet allow you TO leave
Delhi. Tho third thing you must sec,
on never admit that you havo boon in
India, is tho mosque called Iumma Mus.
| lid Ii is the Srandest mosque ! ever
saw except St. Sophia at Constantine
pie, but 1t surpassos that In some re-
spects, for st. Sophia was originally d
Christian church and changed into n
mosque, while this 81 Delhi was orig.
inally built for tho Moslems.
A Worlds Wonder.
As entered 1000 or moro Moham-
medans were Frustrated in worship.
There are times when 5000 may b
seen hero IN tho same attitude. Each
stone of the floor is feet long by ~
wide, and each worshiper has ono Of
these slabs for himself while kncoling
The erection Of this building required
$1,000 lubarors for six years. 1t is on a
plateau Of rockj hhs for1 towers rising
far into tho heavens; tn great gate
! Mays inviting tho world to come In and
fonof the menro;y Of the prophet Of
many wives; Is dointsj With spires gold
tipped, aud six r,inarets. What built
up immensely of white marble and red
sandstone? We descended the 40 mar
BILE steps by which we assembled and
hook another lock at this wonder Of the
| World.
As i Thought what brain the archi-
tect must have had who first built that
mosque in his own Imagination, and aa
Thought what an opulent ruler that
must have been who gave the order for
such vastnoss and symmetry, 1 was, re.
minded of that which perfectly explain
ed all. The architect who planned this
was the same man who planned the
Taj-namely, Austin de Bordeau-and
the king who ordered the mosque con.
structed was the king who ordered the
Taj-namely. Shah Jehat. As this
GRAND mogul ordered built the most
splendid palace for the dead when he
built the Tai at Agra, he here ordered
built the most splendid palace Of wor.
ship for tho living at Delhi. See here
what sculpture and architecture can ao-
eomplish They link together the cen-
turtles They successfully defy time
Two hundred and eighty years ago Aus
| tin de Bordeau and Shah Jehan quit
this life, but their work lives and bids
fair to stand until the continents crack
spen, and hemispheres go down, and
this planet showers other worlds with
its ashes.
I rejoice in all these big buildings,
whether dedicated to Mohammed or
Brahma or Buddha or Confucius or 70:
roaster, because as St. Sophia at Constan-
tinople was a Christian church chang:
ed into a mosque aud will yet be chang.
ed back again, SO all the mosques and
temples Of superstition and sin will yet
be turned into churches. When India
and Ceylon and China and Japan are
ransomed as we all believe they will
be, their religious structures will all DO
converted into Christian asylums, and
Christian schools, and Christian libra
ries, and Christian churches. Built at
the expense of superstition and sin,
they will yet be dedicated to the Lord
Almighty. Here endeth the third lesson.
/
As that night we took the railroad
train from the Delhi station and rolled
out through tho city now living over
the vaster cities buried under this an
oient capital, cities under cities, ard
our travelling servant had unrolled orr
bed, which consisted Of rug and two
blankets and pillow, and as we were
worn out with the sightseeing Of the
day, and were roughly tossed on that
uneven Indian railway, soon fell into
troubled sleep, in which / saw and
heard in confused way the scenes and
sounds Of the mutiny of 1867, which at
/ Delhi we had been recounting. and now
the rattle Of the train seemed to turn
into the rattle of musketry, and now
the light at the top of the car deluded
me with the idea Of a burning city, end
then the loud thump Of the railroad
brake was in dream mistaken for a
| booming battery, and the voices at the
different stations made me think /
heard the loud cheer of the British at
the taking of the Cashmere gate, and as
we rolled over bridges the battles be-
fore Delhi seemed going on, and as we
went through dark tunnels l seemed to
see the tomb of Humayun in which the
king Of Delhi was hidden, and in my
dreams l saw Lieutenant Kenny of the
artillery throwing shells which were
handed to him, their fuses burning, and
Campbell and Reid and Hope Grant
covered with blood, and Nicholson fall.
ing while rallying ON the wall his wav-
ering troops. and saw dead regiment
fallen across dead regiment, and heard
the rataplan Of the hoofs of Hodcson's
horse, and the dash of tho Bengal artil-
lery, and the storming by the immortal
fourth column, and the rougker the IN
dian railway became and the darker the
night grew the more the scenes that
had been studying at Delhi care on me
like an incubus. But the mo, ling be-
gan to look through tho VT. d:.w Of orr
jolting railcar, and the sunlight poured
in on my pillow, and i'll my dreams
saw the bright colers of the English
flag hoisted over Delhi, where the green
banner of the Moslenl had waved, and
tho roicoc Of tho III f'yinO