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diers from the tower OF Antonio is
detailed to stand guard.


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fight takes places which decides the
question for all graveyards and ceme-
teries. Sword of lightning against
sword of steel. Angel against mill
tary. No seal of letter was ever more
easily broken than that seal OF the
sanhedrin on the door of the tomb.
The dead body in the niche in the
rock begins to move in its shroud of
fine linen, slides down upon the pave
ment, moves out of the portico. APP
pears in the doorway, advances into
the open air, comes up the marble
steps. Having left his mortuary at
tire behind him, he comes forth in
workmans garb, as l take it, from the
fact that the women mistook him for
the gardener.
That day the grave received such
shattering it can never be rebuilt. All
the trowels of earthly masonry can
never mend it, Forever and forever
it is a broken tomb. Death, taking
side with the military in that fight,
received a terrible cut from the an
gels spear Of flame. so that he him
self shall go down after awhile under
it. The king of terrors retiring be-
fore the king of grace! The Lord is
risen! Let earth and heaven keep
Easter today! Hosanna!
Some things strike my observation
while standing in this garden with
new sepulcher And, first, post NOR
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tenn ignominies. If they could have
afforded Christ such costly sepul-
cher, why could not they have given
him an earthly residence? Will they
give this piece of marble to dead
Christ instead of a soft pillow for the
living Jesus? If they had expended
half the value OF that tomb to make
Christ comfortable. it would not have
been so sad a story. He asked bread;
they gave him a stone.
Christ, like most of the worlds
benefactors. was appreciated better
after he was dead. Westminster alb
! hey and monumental Greenwood are
the worlds attempt to atone by hon
ors to the dead for wrongs to the liv-
! ing. Poets corner in Westminster
abbey attempts to pay for the suffer
ings of Grub street.
Go through that poets corner in
| Westminster abbey. There is Han
del. the great musician, from whose
music you hear today; but while
| look at his statue | cannot help but
think of the discords with which his
fellow-musicians tried to destroy him.
There is the tomb of John Dryden, a
beautiful monument; but | can not
help but think at 70 years of age ne
wrote of his being oppressed in for
tune and of the contract that he had
! just made for a thousand verses at SIX
pence line And there. too, you find
the monument of Samuel Butler, the
author of "Hudibras;" but while |
look at his monument in poets corner
| cannot but ask myself where he died
! In a garnet. There | see the costly
/ tablet in the poets corner-the costly
| tablet to one of whom the celebrated
Waller wrote: The old blind school
master, John Milton. has just issued
tedious poem on the fall of man. II
the length of it be no virtue, it has
none" There is a beautiful monu-
ment to Sheridan. Poor Sheridan! If
he could have only discounted that
monument for a mutton chop!
Make the Living Happy.
oh, you unfilial children, do not give
your parents so much tombstone. but
few more blankets-less funeral and
more bedroom! If per cent Of the
money we now spend on Burns ban
quets could have been expended in
making the living Scotch poet comfort
! able, he would not have been harried
with the drudgery Of an exciseman.
! Horace Greeley, outrageously abused
while living, when dead is followed
toward Greenwood by the president of
the United States and the leading men
Of the army and navy. Massachusetts,
tries to atone at the grave of Charles
! Sumner for the ignominious resolu-
tons with which her legislature de-
nounced the living senator. Do you
think that the tomb at Springfield can
pay for Booths bullet?
Oh, do justice TO the living! All the
| justice you do them you must do this
| side the gates of the Metropolis. They
cannot wake up to count the number
of carriages at the obsequies or to no.
tice the polish of the Aberdeen granite
or to read epitaphal commemoration.
Gentleman's mausoleum in the suburbs
of Jerusalem cannot pay for Bethle-
hens manger and Calcarean cross and
Pilates ruffian judiciary. Post NOR
tenn honors cannot atone for ante
norton ignominies.
Again, standing in this garden of the
sepulcher. l am impressed with the
fact that floral and arborescent decor
atoms are appropriate for the place of
the dead. We are glad that among
flowers and sculptural adornments,
Christ spent the short time of his in
humation.