The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-04-20
HOODS
Sarsa pariIIa

tried to measure the magnitude and pom
derosity of a SaViOr's inconsistencies.
take step further and tell you that
Christ was in an exile which he knew
would end in assassination. Holman
Hunt, the master painter, has picture
IN which he represents Jesus Christ in the
Nazarene carpenter shop. Around him
are the saws, the hammers, the axes, the
drills of carpentry. The picture represents
Christ as rising from the carpenters
working bench and YEARLY stretching out
his arms as one will after being in con-
tracted or uncomfortable posture. and the
light of that picture is so arranged that
the arms of Christ, YEARLY stretched
FORTH together with his body, throw on
the wall the shadow of the cross. Oh! my
friends, that shadow was on everything
in Christs lifetime. Shadow of a cross on
the Bethlehem swaddling clothes. Shad-
ow of a cross on the road over which the
three fugitives fed into Egypt Shadow
of cross on Lake Galilee as Christ walk
ed its mosaic floor of opal and emerald
and crystal Shadow of a cross on the
road to Emmaus. Shadow of a cross on
on the side Of Olivet. Shadow of a cross
on sunrise and sunset. Constantine,
marching with his army, saw just once
a cross in the sky, but Christ saw the
cross all the time.
on a rough journey we cheer ourselves
with the fact that II will end in warm
hospitality; but Christ knew that his
rough path would end at a defolaged tree
without one leaf and with only two
branches, bearing fruit of such bitter
ness as no human lips had ever tasted.
OH what an exile-starting in an infancy
without any cradle, and ending in assassi-
nation. Thist without any water. Day
without any sunlight. The doom of a des-
perado for more than angelic excellence.
For what that eXpatriation and that exile?
Worldly good sometimes comes from world
" evil. The accidental glance of a sharp
out the eye of Gambetta and excited SYM
pathies which gained him an education and
started him on a carer that made his
name more majestic among Frenchmen
than any other name in the last twenty
years. Hawthorne, turned out of the Of
flee of collector, at Salem, went home in
despair, His wife touched him on the
shoulder and said: "Now is the time to
write your book" and his famous Scar
let Letter" was the brilliant consequence.
Worldly good sometimes comes from
worldly evil Then be not unbelieving
when / tell you that from the greatest
crime Of all eternity and of the whole uni
verse, the murder of the Son of God, there
shall come results which shall eclipse all
the grandeurs of eternity past and eterni-
~ to come. Christ, an exile from heaven,
opening the way for the deportation to-
ward heaven and to heaven of all those
who Will accept the proffer. Atonement,
a ship large enough to take all the pas
sengers that Will come aboard it.
For this royal exile 1 bespeak the love
and service of all the exiles here present,
and, in one sense or the other, that in-
cludes all of us. The gates of this conti-
are here many voluntary exiles from 9TH
er lands. Some of you are Scotchmen.
see it in your high cheek-bones, and in the
color that illumineS your face when l
mention the land of your nativity. Bonnie
Scotland Dear old kirk! Some of your an
cestors sleeping IN Greyfriars churchyard,
or by the deep lochS filled out of the pitch
ers of HEAVEN, or under the heather some
times so deep of color ii makes one think
of the blood of the Covenanters who sign
ed their names for Christ, dipping their
pens into the veins of their own arms
opened for that purpose How every fiber
of your nature thrills as / mention the
names of Robert Bruce, and the Camp
bells, and Cochrane. / bespeak for this
royal exile of my text the love and the
service of all Scotch exiles. Some of you
are EngliShmen. Your ancestry served the
Lord. Have l not read of the sufferings of
the Haymarket? and have / not seen in
Oxford the very spot where Ridley and
Latimer mounted the red chariot? Some
of your ancestors heard George White
field thunder, or heard Charles Wesley
sing, or heard John Bunyan tell his dream
under the shadow of which some of YOU
were born had in their grandest organ-roll
the name of the Messiah. bespeak for the
service of all English eXileS Yes, some of
you came from the island of distress over
which Hunger, on a throne of human skel-
etons, sat queen. All efforts at ameliora-
ton halted by massacre. Procession of ia
mines, procession of martyrdomS march,
ing from Northern Channel to Cape Clear.
lantic. An island not bounded as
geographers tell us, but as every
philanthropis knows-bounded on the
north and the south and the east and the
west by woe which no human politics can
alleviate, and only almighty God can as
suage Land of Goldsmith's rhythm and
Sheridan's wit and O'Connell's eloquence.
and Edmund Burke's craftsmanship. and
O'Brien's sacrifice. Another Patmos
with it's apocalypse of blood. Yet YOU
cannot think of il to-day without having
your eyes blinded with emotion, for there
your ancestors sleep in graves, some of
which they entered for lack of bread
For this royal exile of my sermon / he
speak the love and the service of all Irish
eXiles. Yes, some of you are from Ger
you are from Italy, the land of Garibaldi.
and some of you are from France the
land of John Calvin, one of the three
mighues of the glorious Reformation.
Some of you are descendants of the Pu-
ritans, and they We're eXiles; and some
of You are descendants of the Hugenofe
and they were eXiles; and some of you are
descendants of the Holland refugees. and
they were eXiles Some of you were born
on the banks of the Yazoo or the Savan-
nah, and you are now living in this lati-
tude. Some of you on the banks of the
Kennebec, or at the foot of the
Green mountains, and you are here now.
Some of you on the prai-ies of the west.
or the table-lands and Won are
here now. Oh, how many of us far away
from home. All of us exiles. This is not
our home. Heaven is our home. OH am
so glad when the royal exile went back he
i!tsIt sne sate aJsri or leIt II wide open.
nation Of the majority Of Christians.
have seen many Christians die / think
nine out OF ten Of them in the last moment
banishment and sin and sorrow and sad
ness. Going home TO join in the hilarities
OF our parents and our dear children who
have already departed. Going home 10
Christ Going home TO God. Going home
70 stay. Where are your loved ones thar
dled ~ ChristY You pity them. AM they
ought 10 pity you You are an exile fa-
from homet They are homel on
what tIme Il VIII be Or