Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1900-04-16
cannot afford to take care of their

ashes? Some day turn out all hands
and straighten the slab and bank up
the mound and cut away the weeds
and plant the shrubs and flowers.
Some day you will want to lie down
| to your last slumber. You cannot eX-
pect any respect for your bones if you
have no Difference for the bones of
your ancestry. Do you think these rel
| les are of no Importance? You will
see of how much Importance they are
in the day when the archangel takes
out his trumpet. Turn all your GENE
teries into gardens.
Again, standing in this garden Of the
new sepulcher, I am impressed with
the dignity of private and unpretending
obsequieS.
Joseph was mourner, sexton, livery
man-had entire charge of everything
Only four people at the burial of the
King of the Universe! Oh, let this be
consolatory to those who through lack
of means or through lack of acquaint-
ance have but little demonstration Of
grief at the graves Of their loved ones.
Long line of glittering equipage, two
rows of silver handles, casket Of rich
est wood, pallbearers glOved and scarf
ed, are not necessary. If there be six
at the grave, Christ looks down from
heaven and remembers that is two
more than were at his obsequies.
Not recognizing this idea, how many
small properties are scattered and wild
Owhood and orphanage go forth into
cold charity! The departed left a small
property, whiCn would have been
enough to keep the family together I'M
til they could take care of themselves,
but the funeral expenses absorbed ev
erything. That went for Grape which
ought to have gone for bread. A man
of moderate means can hardly afford
to die in any Of our great cities. By
all means, do honor to the departed,
but do not consider funeral pageant as
necessary. No one was ever more low
ingly and tenderly put away to sepul
cher than Christ our Lord, but there
were only four people in the process
sion.
Again, standing in this garden with
new sepulcher, I am impressed with
the fact that you cannot keep the dead
down.
The PRECIPITATION.
Seal of sanhedrin, company of sol
diers from the tower of Antonio, floor
of rock, roof of rock, walls of rock,
door of rock, cannot keep Christ in the
crypts. Come out and come up he
must. Come out and come up he did.
Prefguration. First fruits Of them
that slept. Just as certainly as we
come down into the dust. just SO GER
tainly we will come up again. Though
all the granite of the mountains were
piled on us we will rise. Though bur-
led amid the corals Of the deepest cav
ern Of the Atlantic ocean, we will come
to the surface.
With these eyes we may not look into
the face of the monday sun, but we
shall have stronger vision, because the
tamest thing in the land to which we
go will be brighter than the sun. We
shall have bodies with the speed of the
lightning. Our bodies improved, ener-
gized, switched, clarifed-mortality
immortality. The door of the grave
taken off it's hinges and flung fiat into
the dust.
Oh, my brethren, death and the grave
are not so much as they used to be;
for while wandering in this garden
with the new sepulcher 1 find that the
vines and flowers of the garden have
completely covered up the tomb. In
stead of one garden there are four gar
dens, opening into each other-garden
of Eden, garden of the worlds sepul-
cher, garden Of the earth's regenera-
ton, garden of heaven. Four gardens.
Bloom, o earth! Bloom, o heaven!
Oh, my friends, wake up to gladness
on this Easter morning! This day, If I
interpret it right, means joy-it means
peace with heaven, and it means peace
with all the world.
Oh, bring more fOWersi Wreathe
them around the braZen throat of the
cannon; plant them in the desert, that
it may blossom like the rose; braid
them into the name of the returned
war charger. No more red dahlias of
human blood. Give us white lilies of
peace. All around the earth strew
Easter flowers. And soon the rough
voyage of the church militant will be
ended, and she will sail up the heaven
ly harbor, SCARED with many a con-
fict, but the flag Of triumph floating
from her topgallants. All heaven will
come out to greet her into port, and
with long reverberating shout of well
come will say: ''There she comes up
the bay, the glorious old ship Zion!
After tempestuous voyage she drops
anchor within the veil''
copyright. 1900. by Louis Klopsch.1