The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-04-13

their keen sabres-our Substitute!
When did attorney ever endure so
much for pauper client, or physician
for the patient in the lazaretto or
mother for the child in membranous
Group, as Christ for us, and Christ
for you, and Christ for me? Shall
any man or woman or child in this
audience who has ever suffered for
another find it hard to understand
this Christly suffering for us? Shall
those whose sympathies have been
wrung in behalf of the unfortunate
have no appreciation of that one mo-
ment which was lifted out of all the
ages of eternity as most conspicuous, |
when Christ gathered up all the sins
of those to be redeemed under his ,,Ale
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 thy glittering
shafts, o eternal justice! Roll over
me with all thy surges, ye oceans of
sorrows?"
u. That. is what Paul means, that is
what | mean, that is what all those
who have ever had their hearts chang
ed mean by blood" l glory in this
religion of blood ! am thrilled as /
see the suggestive color in sacramen-
tai 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 wilderness. Now | am thrilled as
| see the altar of ancient sacrifice
crimson with blood of the slain lamb,
and Leviticus is to me not so much
the old Testament as the new. Now
see why the destroying angel passing
over Egypt in the night spared all
those houses that had blood sprinkled
on their door posts. Now | know what
Isaiah means when he speaks of zone
in red apparel coming with dyed gar
ments from yBozrah;" 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 SIM" and what the old, worm
out, descrepit missionary Paul means
when, in my text, he cries, without
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BY that blood you and will be saved
Or never saved at all In all the
ages of the world God has not once
pardoned single sin except through
J the Soviour's eXpiation, and he never
will. Glory be to. God that the hill
back of Jerusalem was the battlefield
on which Christ achieved our liberty!
1t was was a most exciting day |
, spent on the battlefield of Waterloo.
, Starting out with the morning train
from Brussels, Belgium, 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, accompanied us over
e the field. There stood the old Houg-
omont Chateau, the walls dented and
{ scratched, and broken, and shattered
4 by grapeshot and cannon ball. There
; is the well in which 300 dying and
dead were pitched There is the
chapel with the head of the infant
'' Christ shot off. There are the gates
! at which, for many hours, English
Il and French armies wrestled. YondeI
a were the 100 guns of the English and
: the $50 guns of the French. Yondel
II the Hanoverian Hussars fled for the
l. woods.
y Yonder was the ravine of Ohain
:, where the French cavalry, not know
= ing there was hollow in the ground
= rolled over and down, troop aftel
u troop, tumbling into one awful mas
>. of suffering hoof of kicking horses
- against brow and breast of captains
- and colonies and private soldiers, tn
4 human and the beastly groan kept VI
y until, the day after, all was shovelet
! under because of the malodor arisin,
=, in that hot month of June.
a "There." said our guide, "the High
s land regiments lay down on thei
IT faces waiting for the moment t.
n spring upon the foe. In that orchar
r. $500 men were cut to pieces. Her
a. stood Wellington with white lips, an
r up that knoll rode Marshal Ney on hi
A. sixth horse, five having been shot ur
is der him. Here the ranks of the Frenc
ID broke, and Marshal Ney, with his boo
,e slashed of sword, and his hat of
" and his face covered with powder an
is cried: Come and see how q marsha
" of France dies on the battle field
1r From yonder direction Grouchy wa
Of expected for the French reinforce
in ments, but he came not. Around thos
4. woods Blucher was looked for to reiI
force the English, and just in tim
es he came up. Yonder is the field wher
il Napoleon Stood his arms through tn
n, reins of the horses bride, dazed an
C, insane, trying to go back" Scene of
Is battle that went on from twenty-fiv
n minutes to IL o'clock, on June 1S, unit
Sc 4 o'clock, when the English SCENE
a defeated and their commander erie
ed out:' Boys, you can't think of gi,
IL ing way? Remember old England!
Sc Aud the tides turned, and at o'cloc
r: in the evening the man of destin,
be who was called by his troops Old Tw
es Hundred thousand, turned away wit
e. broken heart, and the fate of Gel
pc turies was decided.
r. No wonder q great mound has bee
Sc reared there, hundreds Of feet high
nd mound at the expense of millions
y; dollars and many years in raising, an
lf- on the top is the great Belgian lion
pc bronze, and grand old lion it is. Bl
ca our great Waterloo was in Palestin
he There came a day when all hell roc
er up, led by Apollyon, and the captai
&C, of our salvation confronted the
Ia, alone. The rider on the white hor.
n of the Apocalypse going out again
G. the black horse cavalry of death, an
st, the battalions of the demoniac an
tn the myrmidons of darkness. From
o'clock at noon to o'clock in I'll
vn afternoon the greatest battle of Il
I'M universe went on. Eternal destini,