The Monte Vista journal., 1898-03-05
: Myron Reeds Sermon.


Denver, Feb. 28.-"The Calling Of
the Roll" was the subject Of the Rev.
Myron w. Reeds discourse at the
Broadway Temple yesterday morning.
Mr.. Reed said: There seems to be a
general desire not to be forgotten on
the earth. No one lightly passes by
his own name in the newspaper. A
personal notice is sure to be read by
one person. OF course the intense in
tcrest one has In reading for the first
time the letters Of his own name in
print will somewhat lessen, but never
die. Old benches In country school
houses exhibit much carved work. The
boy likes to carve his initials on some
thing solid. The wooden railing Of
bridge attracts him. There is much
similar work of the jack-knife on the
arms Of chairs in country stores and
taverns. l remember u big green tree
by a roadside nearly girdled by the
names cut in it's thick bark. The chill
dren who rested In its broad shade
registered. Some of these names may
be seen later two by two on marriage,
certificates. l noticed that all the roofs
Of the Mammoth Cave that were low
enough had names on them written by
the smoke Of candles. The pilgrims to
the famous spots OF earth, famous for
scenery or history, are careful to reg
lister. Mount Vernon and Ayr look like
the guest book OF hotel. The stone
Of the natural bridge in Virginia is
very soft, and l remember In an old
school reader the story OF the boy who
wore out the blade OF his knife In
tNsv 1,t Ats
ers might grip md then his toes, In
order that he might carve his name In
the rock above that OF G. Washington.
He was about an average boy: he had
Us much sense as any fame-seeker.
In my pilgrimage over the ocean
came across In places Of the living and
places OF the dead many autographs.
On the tombstone OF Helen Walker,
the original OF Jennie Deans in the
story OF 1.-The Heart of Midlothian"
are two names besides hers. Mr.. DOdd
md Mr.. Short have been there and
signed. Possibly Mr.. Dodd and Mr..
Short had not read the story, but 1t
was an opportunity to write.
On a coronation chair In Westmin.
ster a gentleman has whitfield his
name In the sacred wood. President
Bartlett. returned from the Nile, told
me that citizen from Cincinnati had
left his wretched name NIL the way
from Alexandria to the third cataract.
see In this habit Of men an effort
to widen md prolong their lives. II
is not a pleasant thing for Rip Van
Wrinkle returning from his long sleep
on the mountain TO his native village
to find himself blotted out, erased. SO
soon forgotten when we are gone.
King George had been scraped OF the
sign Of the tavern and the father OF
his country been painted In.
One would like to leave an enduring
mark somewhere on something. The
motive Is a good one-a high one. II
seems pity that the cliff dwcllers
have left SO little. Time and weather
wear out most Of mans work. The
Roman walls and roads seem to be
good yet for some ages, but they will
go. Nothing seems &c have such en-
durance ns brick. The monogram OF
Nebuchadnexzar is on the brick his
slaves piled. l noticed In York thnt
the stone collins In which stone
knights sleep. with their hands claspcd
and their feet crossed. are very much
out Of repair. The lids OF some OF
these coffins are missing. The dust the
wind blows In old towns In the dust OF
dead citizens. There nre very few old
mOrtalityx to go about fresheninR up
tomistones. A graveyard IL destined.
sooner or later. to become a park.
Somewhere In the Lake District" Of
England walked In the dusk OF even
Ing In and about a church yard. and
saw some freshly cut roses on an old
gave. II was n singular thing that
scratched a match to rend the name on
the stone Of one 30 remembered. II
was the Ernve OF Mrs. Arnold, wife Of
Arnold Of Rugby and mother Of Mat
thew.
In our own new country I have seen
In old burying grounds rose bushes
planted and cared for. and after years
! have returned and found them un.
tended and grown Into q jungle Of
brIars. the fences down and cattle
tramping on graves. One Of the hest
Ing, 1.-THE Calling Of the Roll" done by
Charlotte Thompson. This painter
had never seen a hattie. hut she put
on canvas twenty. four soldiers falling
In for roll call after the battle Of Ink
crman. One can sec by these men
where they have been. They are sur.
vivorx-a remnant. The history Of the
bloody day II written nll over them
They look like ships that have doubled
the cape. They do not stand ns II on
parade. They only stand. The light Of
hattie hns faded out Of their eyes. and
there is no glitter Of brass or shining
Of steel. One Of them In the rear rank
has 10 far forgotten discipline ~ 10 be
tying up u torn wrist with rag, and
another In going to smoke once more.
II he dies for II. Ilc has filled the
howl Of . little. short. binck clay pipe.
and II crowding the loose tobacco
down with his thumb. Looking nt this
m.ac me think Of something. \ sol.
dicr Of q regiment. In the associations
Of three ycars. comes to know the fnce
Of each comrnde. his voice. his way
of handling himself. his given name
OF ILLS own company lie knows who
nfe present for duty. who nre on de.
tnchrd service. who nsc sick. who arr
discharged. by order Of man or by or.
der Of God. One would any that here
was. print on the mind that can
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