The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1898-04-22

burdens and take the lances of pain
through his vitals, and wrapped him
self in all the agonies which We de-
serve for our misdoings, and stood on
the splitting decks Of a laundering yes
Ifel, amid the drenching surf Of the sea,
and passed midnights on the noun
tains amid wild beasts of prey, and
stood at the point where all earthly
and Internal hostilities charged on him
at once with their keen sabers-our
Substitute!
THE PRICE OF FREEDOM.
When did attorney ever endure so
much for a pauper client or physician
Tor the patient in the lazaretto, or
motner for the child in membranous
Group, as Christ for US, and Christ for
you, and Christ for me? Shall n
man or woman or child in this audi
ence who has yer suffered for anoth-
er md it hard to understand this
Christly suffering for us? Shall those
whose sympathies have been wrung in
oenalf of the unfortunate have no ap-
probation of THAT one moment which
was llfted out Of all the ages Of eterni-
ty as most conspicuous, when Christ
gathered up all the sins of those to be
redeemed under his one arm, and all
their sorrows under his other arm.
and said: Il will atone for these under
my right arm and will heal all those
under my left arm. Strike me with
all the glittering shafts, oh, eternal
justice! Roll over me with all thy
surges, We oceans of sorrow?" And the
thunderbolts struck him from above,
and the seas of trouble rolled up from
beneath, hurricane after hurricane, and
cyclone after cyclone, and then and
there in presence of heaven and earth
and hell-yea, all worlds witnessing,
he price, the bitter price, the tran
price, the awful price, the
glorious price, the infinite price, the
eternal price, was paid that sets us
free.
That is what Paul means, that is
what mean, that is what all those
who have ever had their heart changed
mean by blood" l glory in this re-
ligion of blood! l am thrilled as / see
the suggestive color in sacramento
cup, whether it be of FURNISHED silver
set on cloth Immediately white or
rough hewn from wood set on table in
log hut meeting house of the wilder
ness. Now l am thrilled as l see the
affairs of ancient sacrifice crimson with
the blood of the slain lamb, and Levitt
lcuS is to me not so much the Old Tes-
lament as the New. Now 1 see why
the destroying angel passing over
Egypt in the night spared all those
houses that had blood sprinkled on
their doorsteps. Now 1 know what
Isaiah means when he speaks of zone
in red apparel coming with dyed gar
ments from Bozrah," and whom the
Apocalypse means when it describes
a heavenly chieftain whose "vesture
was dipped in blood" and what John
the apostle, means when he speaks Of
the precious blood that cleanseth
from all sin," and what the old worn
out decrept missionary Paul means
when, in my text, he cries, without
shedding of blood is no remission"
By that blood you and I will be saved
or new saved at all. In all the ages
of the world God has not once pardon
ed a single sin except through the Sa-
viOur's expiration, and he never will.
Glory be to God the the hill back of
Jerusalem was the battlefield on which
Christ achieved our liberty!
PALESTINE's WATERLOO.
1t was a most exciting day 1 spent
on the battlefield of Waterloo. Start
ing out with the morning train from
Brussels, we arrived in about an hour
on that famous spot. A son of one
who was in the battle and who had
heard from his father a thousand
times the whole scene recited accom-
panied us owe the field. There stood
the old Hougomont chateau, the walls
dented and scratched and broken and
shattered by grapeshot and cannon
ball. There is the we'll in which 300
dying and dead were pitched. There
the chapel with the head of the infant
Christ shot off. There are the gates
at which, for many hours, English and
French armies wrestled. Yonder were
the 160 guns of the English and the
$50 guns of the French. Yonder the
Hanoverian hussars fled for the woods.
Yonder was the ravine of Chain,
where the French cavalry, not know
ing there was a hollow in the ground,
rolled over and down, troop after
troop, tumbling into one awful mass
of suffering, hoof of kicking horses
against brow and breast of captains
and colonies of private soldiers, the
human and the beastly grOan kept up
until the day after all was shoveled un-
der because of the malodor arising in
that hot month of June.
There" said our guide, "the high
land regiments lay down on their faces
waiting for the moment to spring upon
the foe. In that orchard $500 men
were cut to pieces. Here stood Well
ington with white lips, and up that
knoll rode Marshal Ney on his
sixth horse, five having been shot IN
der him. Here the ranks Of the
French broke, and Marshal Ney with
TUFTS Pills