I
WHEN MOTHER
In memory till I plainly hear
My mother railing: "Willie. dear
Come, Willie! Hurry hi!"
In fancy I can see the door
And her there as ihe stood of yore,
And hear her nay: "Come in!"
In every gladdest hour of play
My jov were always swept away,
For mother ne'er forgot to aay
"Oh, Willie! Now come in!"
WHITE WATER-LILIES,
By Helen Forrest draves.
THE sunset was Jvist penciling
linos of rlgzng gold athwart
the purple-Mark clouds that
f were piled along the west; the
soft, white mlHt lay, like a shadow
of fleecy pearl, over the Hue of the
little alder-fringed river; and the train
from New York, after a minute's
stop, flung out Its Mark banner of
smoke, and glided swiftly on, gradu
ally accelerating Its speed, as It
moved out of sight.
Only two passengers) for Cruxbor
ough. It was no fashionable summer
ing place like Saratoga, Cape May,
or even Clifton Springs, but there
were few evenings when there were
not at least half a dozen to spring
from the platform of the New York
cars.
To-night, however, two only were
visible two who stood staring at each
other with a sort of unwilling recog
nition. "It's never you, Fitzroy?" said one,
In a pearl-colored summer suit, with
an expensive Panama hat and gloves
of the palest primrose tint.
"Bless me, Symington, who expect
ed to see you here, of all places In the
world!" ejaculated Mr. Fitzroy, who
was attired In Immaculate white, with
a dainty sole-leather valise lu one
Baud, aud a cigar In the other.
Both young men looked decidedly
sheepish, as they might have done
were both very small boys, detected
by their muteiunl ancestors lu the
very act of stealing sugar from the
top shelf In the cupboard.
"There's a hotel here, I suppose?"
said Symington, gazing dubiously
around at the two or three houses,
the church and the miscellaneous
store which constituted the village of
Cruxborough.
"Why, of course," responded Filz
roy, who was of a sanguine disposi
tion. Aud both the gentlemen adjourned
to the hotel a one-story building,
with a barroom of disproportionate
size to remove ihe dust of travel
and smoke the cigar of pence, or rath
er of truce.
Both John Symington and Ferdin
and Flieroy had come on the same
errand to see Olive Harcourt, the
belle and beauty, who had come to
Cruxborough to recruit her roses for
the next Philadelphia season.
Miss Harcourt had supposed that
Cruxborough would afford her a snfe
retreat from admirers and bores alike,
but she was mistaken. True love will
find Its way through bolts aud bars,
and It Is not likely that a few miles
of wood and swamp will prove any
obstacle. At all events. It did not In
the Individual Instances of Mr. Sym
ington and his frleud, Ferdinand Flu
roy. Olive Harcourt was not surprised to
see them the next day, as she sat
sketching on the slope of a hill..
"How is old Philadelphia" she In
quired, "hot and dusty as ever?"
"Well, yes," said Symington; "but
It lias Its advantages. Don't you find
It very dull here?"
"Not so very," Miss Harcourt an
swered, "I'm In a farm house the
sweetest old elin-shaded spot you ever
saw!"
(But sho did uot Invite Mr. Syming
ton to come there, Fitzroy observed,
with delight.)
"Any pretty places around here?"
Symington asked, with simulated ease
of manner.
"Oh, plenty of 'em! By-the-way,
can either of you swim?" cried Olive,
her deep blue eyes sparkling Into sud
den brightness.
Mr. Symington unwillingly owned
that he could not neither, It appeared,
could Mr. Fitzroy.
"Of course not! Nobody even can
do what I want 'em to do!" pouted
Olive. "There arc some of tho sweet
est water-lilies you ever saw Just out
lu the stream, aud I do so want a few
to model in wax."
"Are they far? Terhaps I could
reach 'em with the hook of my cane?"
suggested Symington.
"No, you couldn't," said Olive, Im
patiently. "But I'll go aud show them
to you, ull the same. I'd give anything
in the world for some of them!"
"Anything?" repeated Symington,
laughing.
' Yes, anything!" said Olive, with a
saucy nod.
Sho knew she. was safe enough.
Juht where the IliA-r Croix makes a
Utile bend around the abrupt slopes of
a tiuy lslnud, sweeping into the broad
er and bluer expanse beyond, lay the
tangle of broad green leaves, float
ing sereuely, starred hero and there
with the cream-white cups of the
superb water-lilies.
"Oh, see them!" cried Olive, longing
ly clasping her bauds together. "If I
could ouly get cue Just one!"
Mr. Fitzroy looked at Mr. Syming
ton; Mr. Symington eyed the far-off
lilies. Both of them wished them
selves crocodiles, water-rats, speckled
trout anything, in fuct, which could
swim.
"Very pretty," said Symington,
"t'pon my word, superb!" said Fitz
roy. They continued their walk over the
crest of the hill to see a cascade,
which was the ouly curiosity about
Cruxborough, and then down by a
rumed paper-mill, which was consid
ered picturesque; and then home.
"About thoso water-lilies?" said By
Milngton, meditatively.
"Yes," said Fllzroy, "she must have
pome water-lilies."
"Aud tho man that gels them slauds
ths best ia her good graces, eh?"
"So it would appear."
Moth young men went back to their
hostelry, and imulo diligent Inquiry
sepaiately, however, and without
coll'.thioii about a boat. No such
K'liiatic convenience v.rs to bo luid, It
ft'iH'p.rrd, vu Imc.ligaiiou,
SAYS ."COME IN."
O it via long ago that I
Obeyed that sweet, that fond old cry
Of "Willie, dear, come in!"
And oh, I would that I could be
A child again, bark there, and aha
Remained to call me in!
Ah, when my carea are put away,
When I am through with toil and play,
Shall I, up there, hear mother aay,
In loving tone. "Come in?"
-S. E. Kiaer, in Chicago Times-Hcruld.
"I never was In such an outlandish
place In all my life!" said Symington.
"But I'll get her some lilies If I pay
their price In gold!"
"You mean you'll send to Philadel
phia, where they're blossoming away
as thick as peas, close to you?"
"Never you mind what I mean!"
Symington retorted.
"Humph!" said Fitzroy. "If some
folks choose to be reticent, others can
be equally so!"
"Just as you please:" said Syming
ton, laughing.
Fitzroy hugged himself. He had
the best excuse In Ihe world now for
not telling his rival about the leaky
punt he had discovered under Fanner
Hatheway's old barn.
"He'll send to Philadelphia to
night," thought he. "His lilies will
come from the florist's, all packed In
wet cotton, to-morrow evening. I'll
be up at sunrise, and bring the flow
ers, all wet with dew, as a morning
offering to Olive's breakfast table;
and he may laugh who wins.
Mr. Symington went to the railroad
station and sent a note to Philadel
phia by the conductor of the evening
train just precisely as Ferdluaud
Fitzroy had conjectured he would.
Fitzroy slept, with his watch In his
hand, lest sunrise should steal on
him unawares.
And, early next morning. Symington
was snoring comfortably us Fitzroy
passed the young mau's door. Ferdin
and's heart thrilled with triumph as
he heard the somnolent sounds.
Cool and fresh, and wax-like, glim
mered the lilies in the purple flush of
the glorious midsummer dawn; sweet
and clear echoed tho songs of the rob
ins and thrushes In the aider houghs
that dipped their green fingers In the
water.
"Bring on your boat, my lad," said
Fitzroy to the boy who sat walling ou
the shore.
"Her leaks a bit," hesitated the boy.
"Dad, he nailed a piece of oilcloth In
her bottom, but it nln't no good."
"Nonsense," said Fitzroy. "Here!
give me the oars! Now steer, and
don't let's hear any more of your non
sense. Whoop! Hurrah! hero we are!"
The stern of the boat rnn Into the
mat of wcier-l!lles with a soft rustle
of crushing greenery. Fitzroy caught
greedily at the many-blossom cups
and half-open buds, pure as if they
were carved In pearl.
"This Is something like," panted he.
"If only Symington could see me now!
Hold on. though! I must have yonder
great, shining flower!"
Rising up In the boat, he leaned over
nearly his whole length to reach the
royal blossom still It evaded him.
"I will have it," he muttered, with
a reckless piunge.
"Oh, take care, sir!" squeaked tho
boy.
But his counsel came too late. The
boat guve a lurch. Fitzroy lost hi
balance, and over ho went splash
Into the still and shlniug water.
.
"Dear heart alive, sir, don't fret!
You nlu't drowned nor you ain't
hurt. It's uothln' on nlrth but a good
scare; and them Hntheways ought to
be Indicted for coaxin' anybody to go
out In their old leaky, rattle-trap of a
boat that Ihey ought."
Mr. Fitzroy sat lu a big rocking
chair In Farmer Westwood'g kitchen,
dressed in an old blue-flannel dress
ing gown which belonged to that gen
tlemun's father, a frilled ulght-cap
tied about his eurs, his feet thrust in
to coarse carpet slippers, and a woolen
stocking tied about bis neck Mrs.
West wood's panacea for nil possible
and impossible ailments.
"Here's the mustard plaster," said
Mrs. Westwood, triumphantly. "Aud
here's the sage tea. Drluk it now, like
a darling good gentleman, and theu
I'll get a sponge uud Wftsh the mud oil
your face."
"But I say, look here!" sputtered
Fitzroy, getting a chance glimpse of
himself In tho little nsparugus-shad-owed
mirror that bung below the
clock, "I'm such a 'Judy of a sight!' "
"Oh, never mind." purred benign
Mrs. Westwood, "There's nobody to
see you except "
At that iustant Olive Harcourt came
In, robed In a cool white muslin, her
goldeu hair floating around her like a
cloud.
"Mrs. Westwood " she began.
Aud theu, struck with nu irresist
ible sense of the ludicrous, she burst
out laughing.
"Pray forgive me, Mr. Fitzroy," she
at lust enunciated; "but you do look
so exuetly like the picture of Little
lied Hiding Hoou's grandmother! I
ouly came In to offer my box of
homeopathic remedies, lu case you
should have tuken cold."
And she rau out agaiu, nearly chok
ing with renewed laughter.
Fitzroy, scarlet with mortification,
at once perceived how the matter
stood. They had taken him. In the
full tide of his Ill-luck, to the very
farm bouse that sheltered the fair
head of Olive Harcourt 1 And about in
the same moment the glib voice of
John Symlugton sounded on the rose
wreathed porch,
"Ah, Miss Harcourt, the gods them
selves have rained down gifts upon
us! See what I have got!"
"Water-lilies! Oh, what beauties!"
cried out Olive,' rapturously.
"I found them lying on the shore of
the river, near t.n old overturned boat.
Some water nymph has heard your
longings and gratifies them thus!"
"Oh, I urn so glad!"
"And I am I not to have my re
ward?" Tho voices grew lander, and more
earnest, as they receded, and Ferdin
and Fitzrop gave ( groan from the
depths of Ills heart.
.
"Take some more nj;q tea?" said
Mrs. Westwood. "Nothing like sage
tea for the gripes."
But alas, not even sage tea Is a
medicine for tho mind diseased and
that Avas what tilled Mr. Fitzroy. lie
hail sown, and another had reaped;
he had risked his life, not to mention
having made himself supremely ridic
ulous, for the very wator-lllles where
with John Symington was now plead
ing suit.
"'Inconstancy, thy nnnie Is wom
an!'" groaned Fitzroy, gulping down
th? scaldlng hot tea. "Here, get me
my own clothes! I'm going to Phila
delphia by the next train!"
"Bui. Fir, they ain't dry."
"I don't cure If they are as wet as
Noah's great-coat. I won't wrav
these things another minute!" he
roared.
He persisted In his determination.
The consequence was a six-weeks' In
fluenza, nt tho end of which he re
ceived cards for Mr. and Mrs. Syming
ton's first wedding reception.
"What fools people are!" said tho
sneezing philosopher. Saturday Night.
Death Takes Them Off Quickly.
It Is a peculiarity of the members of
the royal family that, however healthy
and hearty they may have been, yet
let them be once attacked by serious
Illness In advanced middle life or old
age, and the malady quickly proves
fatal. -
The Queen's father, the Duke of
Kent, was the strongest among strong
men, and never had an hour's illness
In his life, but at the age of fifty-two
he died at Sldmouth of a severe cold
after a few days' Illness, which was
caused by his sitting with wet feet
after taking a walk In the rain.
(Jeorge III. was declared by his doc
tor to be likely to live for several
months, or perhaps years, but within
a week ho was attacked with some
illness of old age and died lu a few
hours.
The Duke of York, as strong and
healthy a mau as his brother, the Duke
of Kent, caught a chill while on a visit
to the Duke of Rutland, nt Belvolr,
was seized afterward by Illness, broke
down all at once, and died lu three
months.
George IV. was expected to live for
years in the early part of 1830, but he
broke up exactly In the same manner
as his brother.
William IV. died in ten days from
hay fever, after having been for seventy-two
years n most healthy and vig
orous man. The same thing happened
with other members of the family of
Cieorge III. London Truth.
John's Cue la Donined.
According to a resident of China
town, the statesmen of the flowery
kingdom are now considering the ad
visability of altering the Chinese law
which requires Mongolians to wear
cues. The local Informant Is authority
for the statement that tho Chinese
wore their hair American fashion some
!iOO years ago, at which time they like
wise wore garments similar to those in
use in this country to-day. With a
new emperor came an alteration lu the
two fashions, rtnd ever since cues and
blouses have been quite tho proper
thing.
Now (here Is a great agitation for a
change back to the old style. The Chi
nese ore of a practical turn of mind,
and insist that too much time Is rc
Qulred to dress their long braids. There
Is considerable objection to the stylo
now In vogue, and so persistent for a
change has become the demand that It
Is likely the law establishing the style
of head dress will be altered. It Is
stated that the Chinese will not wear
their hair long, but that their heads
will be kept shaven. Only indefinite
rumors of the proposed change have
been received from tho old country,
but local Chinese express the belief
that the present unpopular style will
be abolished. Portland (Ore.) Tele
gram. Hcheine of Slow-Comlnc- Fireman.
Those who see the fire horses leav
ing their stalls when the fire bell
strikes have probably noticed that the
animals stand under the harness until
the firemen come to fasten It. In onu
of the houses there is a horse that
stands well If there Is a mau on the
floor, but if there Is no one there the
horse will run back to the stall and
will have to bo led out again. A driver
who was once connected with No. 1
Company says that he has tried nil
kinds of schemes to break the horse of
this habit, but has been unsuccessful.
Several times men were coucenled on
the floor, and the horse was sent out.
It seems that he located the men by
sense of smell, and when those tests
were made the animal always stood
in his proper position. Michael Ward,
of tho truck company, has hit upon a
plan that will fool such a horse. It Is
to rig up a dummy the size of n man.
with false whiskers and a cap, aud
have an electric wire connected with
the figure, so that when the alarm Is
given aud the doors open, the dummy
will be made to sway gently as If Im
bued with life. It Is expected that the
horse, seeing this, will suppose. It Is a
fireman. Hartford (Conn.) Cournnl.
Iletleved at I.aat He Wan Swindled.
"Ethel," suld Lionel Bertram .Tones,
as he dropped his slice o'f bread In the
plate with a nolso that set the canary
in the gilt cage overhead chirpiug mer
rily. "Ethel, I have something to say
to you."
They had been married only four
weeks, and the time, had not arrived
when she did all the saying. "Do you
remember the day on which I proposed
to you?"
"Yes," she replied, "I will never for
get it."
"Do you remember," he went on, as
he abstractedly drilled a hole In the
loaf with the point of a carving knife,
"bow, when I rang the bell, you csme
to the door with your fingers sticky
with dough, and said you thought It
was your little brother who wanted to
get In?"
"Yes."
"Oh, Ethel! How could you? How
could you?"
"How could I what?" she responded,
as a guilty look crept Into h?r !tce.
"How could you make me tha r'ctlm
of such a swindle?"
The Hultuil's Uasplpea.
Morocco litis taken a first step re
ward civilization. Tho Sultan has or
dered a set of Highland bagpipes frn:.
a Glasgow tlnn. They are tirob.il);,
the most costly ever maiio lu Scotland,
as the mouldings ant lu lS-oar:it yoid
aud the yrlce Is $15uo.
. CHRIST 1$ RISEN!
Dr. Talmnje's Sermon on the Lesson
Embodied in Our Saviour's
Resurrection.
Awaiting the Day When "All Who Are la Their
Gravel Shall Come Forth."
tCorTTlrht urn. i
.Wariitkc.tox. D. C The great Chris
tian festival celebrated ia all the churches
la the theme of Dr. Tahnaie's discourse:
I Corinthians xv, 20, "Novi is Christ
risen from the dead and become the first
fruits of them that slept."
On this glorious Kilter morning, amid
the music and the flowers, I give you
Christian salutation. This morning Rus
sian meeting Russian on the atreeta of St
Petersburg hails him with the salutation,
Christ is risen indeed!" In some parts
of England and Ireland to thig verv day
there is the superstition that on Easter
morning the sun daneea in the heavens,
nd well may we forgive such a supersti
tion, which illustrates the fact that the
natural world seems to sympathize with
the Boiriteal.
Hail, Easter morning! Flowers! Flow
ers! All of them s-vniee, all of them a
tongue, all of them full of apecrh todav.
I bend over one of the lilies, and I hear
It say: "Consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow. They toil not, neither do
they spin. yet. Solomon in nil his glory was
not arrayed like one of these." I bend
over a rose, and it aeems to whisner, "I
m the rose of Sharon." And then I
stand and listen. From all aides there
comes the chorus of flowers, saying, "Jf
(Jod so clothed the grass of the field, which
to-day is, and to-morrow ia cast into the
oven, shall He not much more clothe you.
Ove of little faith?"
Flowers! Flnwcra? Braid them into
the bride's hair. Flowers! Flowera!
Strew there over the gravca of the dead,
sweet nrophecy of the resurrection. Flow
ers! Flowers! Twist them into a gar
land for mv Lord Jesus on Easter morn
ing, and "Glory be to the Father and to
tho Ron and to the Holy Ghost; as it was
" the beginning, is now and ever shall
be! The women came to the Saviour's
tomb, and tbey dropped apices all around
the tomb, and those spices were the aecd
that began to grow, and from them came
all the flowera of thia Easter morn. The
two angels robed in white took hold of
the atone at the Saviour's tomb, and
they hurled it with auch force down the
hill that it crushed in the door of the
world's ssepulchcr. and the stark and the
dead must come forth.
I care not how labrinthinc the mau
soleum or how costly the sarcophagus or
however beautifully parterred the family
sronndr. we want them all broken up by
the Lord of the resurrection. They must
come out. Father and mother they must
eome out; husband and wife they must
come out; brother and sister they must
come out; our darling children thev must
come out. The eyes that we closed with
such trembling fingers must open again
in the radiance of that morn; the arms
we folded in dust must join ours in an
embrace of reunion: the voice that was
hushed in our dwelling must be rctuned.
Oh. how long some of you seem to be
waiting for the resurrection! And for
these broken hearts to-day I make a soft,
eool bandage out of Enster flowera.
This morning I find in the risen Christ
a prophecy of our own resurrection, mv
text setting forth the idea that as Christ
has risen so His people will rise. He, the
first sheaf of the resurrection harvest. He,
"the first fruita of them that slept." Be
fore I get through thia morning I will
walk through all the cemeteries of the
dead, through all the country graveyards,
where your loved ones are buried, and I
will pluck off these flowers, and I will
drop a sweet promise of the gospel a
rose of hope, a lily of joy on every tomb,
the child's tomb, the hushand'. tomb,
the wife's tomb, the father's grave, the
mother's grave, and. while we eslebrate
the resurrection of Christ we will at the
same time celebrate the resurrection of all
the good. "Christ, the first fruits of
them that slept."
If I should come to you and ask you
for the names of the great conquerors of
the world, you would sav Alexander,
iuesar. niinp, napoleon 1. Ah! You
have forgotten to mention the name of a
greater conqueror than all these a cruel,
a ghastly conoueror. He rode on a black
horse across Waterloo and Chalons and
Atlanta, the bloody hoofs crushing the
hearts of nations. It is the conqueror
Death. He carries a black flag, and he
takes no prisoners. He digs a trench
across the hemispheres and tills it with
the carcasses of nations. Fifty times would
the world have been depopulated had not
God kent making new generations. Fifty
times the world would have swung life
less through the air no man on the moun
tain, no man on the sea, an abandoned
ship plowing through immensity. Again
and again has he done this work with all
generations. He is a monarch as well as
a conqueror; his palace a aepulcher; his
fountains the falling tears of world.
Blessed be God in the light of this
Easter morning! I see the prophecy that
his scepter shall be broken and his palace
shall be demolished. The hour is coming
when all who arc in their graves shall rise.
Jesus, "the first fruits of them that slept."
Now, around thia doctrine of the res
urrection there are a great many mvs
teries. You come to me and say, "If the
bodies of the dead are to be raised, how
is this and how is that?" And you ask
me a thousand questions I am incompe
tent to answer. But there are a great
many things you believe that you are not
able to explain. You would be a very
foolish man to aay, "I won't believe any
thing I can't understand." Why, putting
down one kind of flower seed, comes there
up this flower of this color? Why, putting
down another flower sued, comes there up
a flower of this color? One flower
white, another flower yellow, another flow
er crimson. Why the difference when
the seeds look to be very much alike are
very much alike? Explain these things;
explain that wort on the finger; explain
the difference why the oak leaf ia differ
ent from the leaf of the hickory. Tell
me how the Lord Almighty can turn the
chariot of His omnipotence on a roi? leaf.
You ask me questions about the resurrec
tion I cannot answer. I will ask you a
thousand questions about everyday life
you cannot answer.
I find my strength in thi passage, "All
who are iu their graves shall comu forth.."
I do not pretend to make the explanation.
You go on and say: "Suppose a returned
missionary dies in this city. When lie
was in China, his foot was amputated.
He lived years after in England, and there
he had an arm amputated, lie ia buried
to-day in yonder cemetery. In the lea
uirection will the foot come from China,
will the arm come from England and
will the different parts of the body bo re
constructed in the resurrection.' How is
that possible!"
You aay that "the human body changes
every seven years and by seventy yean
of age a man has had ten bodies. ' In the
resurrection, which will come up?" You
aay: "A man will die und his body cram
ble into the dust and that dust be taken
up into the life of the vegetable. An
animal may eat the vegetable. Men eat
the animal. In the resurrection that body,
distributed in so many dir.-ctiona, how
shall it be gathered up?" Have you any
more Questions of this style to ask? Com
on and ask them. I do not pretend to nil'
swer them. I fall back upon the an'
liouncemeiit of God's word, "All who art
in their graves shall come forth."
You have noticed. I suppose, in read
ing the story of the resurrection, that
almost every account of the Bible give
the idea that the characteristic of thU
day will be a great sound. I do not
know that it will be very loud, but 1
know that it will be very penetrating. In
the mausoleum, where sileuc has fehjrodd
a thousand years, that vo'ee must pene
trate. In the coral cave of the dep that
voice must nenetrate. Millions nf spirits
will come through the gate of eternity,
and they will come to the tombs of the
sank, and thev will cry: "Give us buck
our bodies. We gave them to von in
corruption. Surrender th-tni now' in in
corruption." Hundreds of spirits hover
ing about the fields of Gettysburg, for
there the bodies are buried. "A hundred
thousand soirits eoming to Greenwood,
for there the bodies ere buried, waiting
for the reunion of bmlv and so-il.
All along the sen route from New York
to Liverpool, at everv few miles vlirrs a
slenmer we.it down, deimrlcl spirits -.im-tag
hack, loverir.:; ov?r ty.o wavo. Theis
is where" the Ully or Boston perfaneiT,
Found at last. There is where tha
President perished. Steamnr found at
jast. There is where the Central Amer
ican went down. Spirits hovering-hundreds
of spirits hovering, wailing for
the reunion of bodv and soul. Out on
prairie a spirit aliahts. There Is where
a traveler died in the snow. Crash goes
Westminster Abbey, and the poets and
the orators come forth! Wonderful min
gling of good and bad. Crash go the
pyramids of Egypt, and tha monarch
come forth.
Who cn sketch the scene? I suppose
that one moment before that general ris
ing there will be an entire silence, save
tin you hear the grinding of a wheel or
the clatter of the hoofs of s procession
passing into th cemetery. Rilenee in all
the caves of the earth. Silence on the
side of the.nMuntaitu Silence down.iai,h
vallevs anrt far out Into the sei. KiicnC"
But in a moment, in the twinkling of an
eye. as tlis archancel's trumii-r comes
Pealing, Tolling, erashini across th moun
tain and sen, the enrth will give one
terrific shudder, and the graves of the
dead will heavn like the waves nf the
sea, and Ostend and Sevastopol und Cha
lons will stalk forth in the lu-id air, and
the drowned will come up and wrin out
their wet locks above the billow, and all
tho land and all the sea become one mov
ing mass of life all faces, all eges, all
conditions gazing in one direction and
upon one throne, the throne of resurrac
tion. "All who are in their graves shall
come forth.
"But," yon sav, "if this doctrine o
the resurrection is true, as prefigure'! by
this Enster morning, can von tell us
somethintr about the resurrected bodv?"
f c"?' ,T,,;pre are tnvsteries about that,
but I shall tell you three or four things
in rcrard to the resurreelel bodv that
are beyond guessing and beyond mis
take. In the first place. T remnk in regard
to your resurrected bodv, it v.-ill be a
clorious body. The bodv we have now
is a mere skeleton of what it would
have been if sin had not marred and de
need it. Take the most exquisite s(.au
that was ever made bv an artist nnd
chin it here and chip it there with a chisel
and batter and bruise it here and there
and then stand it nut in the storms of a
hundred vears. and the beautv would be
gone. Well, the human body has been
chipped and battered and bruised and
damaged with the storms of thousands
of years, the physical defe-ts of other
generations coming down from genera
tion to generation, we inheriting the infe
licities of nast generations.
Hut in the morning of the resurrection
the body will be adorned and beautified
according to the original model. And
there is no such difference between a gym
nast and an emaciated wretch in a lazaret
to as there will he a differenee between
our bodies as they are now nnd our resur
rected forms. There vou will see the per
fect eve after the waters of death have
Washed OUt the Stains nf tonrs nn.l rl.
there you will see the perfect hand after
tse snots ot toil have been untied from
the knuckles; there you will see the
form erect and elastic after the burden
hnve gone off the shoulder the vers- life
of Ood in the body. In this world the
most exnressive thintr is tt, hnmnn
but that face is veiled with the griefs of
a thousand vears. But in the resurrec
tion morn thnt veil will be tnken awov
irom the tace, and the noonday sun i
dull and dim and stupid compared with
the outflnming glories of the counten-
once of the saved. When those faces of
the righteous, those resurrected fnces. turn
toward the gate or look up toward the
throne, it will be like the dawning of a
new morning on the bosom of everlasting
dav! O glorious, resurrected body!
tint I remark also m recard to that
bodv which vou are to get in the resur
rection, it will be an immortal body. These
bodies are wasting away. Somebody has
said that as soon as we begin to live we
begin to die. Unless we keep putting the
fuel into the furnace the furnace dies out.
The blood vessel are einnl tnkintr th
breadstuff to all part of the system. We
must be reeonstructcd hour by hour, day
bv dav.. Sickness and death 'are all the
time trying to get their nry under the
tenement or to push us nff the embank
ment of the grave, but, blessed be God,
iu me resurrection we will get a Dody im
mortal.
(Sometimes in this world we feel wc
would like to have such a bodv as that.
There is so much work to be done for
Christ, there are so mnnv tears to lie
wined away, there are so many burdens to
lift, there is so much to be achieved for
I hrist. we sometime wish that from the
first of January to the lost of December
we could toil on without stopping to
sleep or to take sny recreation or to rest
or even to take tood that we could toil
right on without stopping a moment in
our work nf commending Christ and
heaven to all the peonle, but we nil get
tired. It is charaeteriatic of the human
bodv in this condition : we must get tired.
Is it not a glorious thought that we are
going to have a body that will never grow
wearv? O slorious resurrection dav!
Gladly will T fling aside this poor body
or am ami ning it into the tomn It at
Thy bidding I shall have a body that
never wearies. That is a splendid resur
rection hymn that we have all sung:
So Jesus alept. God's dying Son
Passed through the grave and blessed
the bed.
Rest here, blest saint, till from His
throne
The morning breaks to pierce the shade.
I heard of a father and son who, among
others, were shipwrecked at sea. The
father and the son climbed into the rig
ging. The father held on, but the son
after awhile lost his hold on the rigging
and was dashed down. The father sup
posed he hud gone hopelessly under the
wave. The next day the father was
brought ashore from the rigging in an ex
hausted state and laid on a bed in a
t shermaa's hut, and after many hours
had passed he came to consciousness and
saw lying beside him on tha name bed his
boy.
Oh. mv friend, what a glorious thing it
will be if we wake up at last to find our
loved ones beside us, coming up from
the same plot in the graveyard, coming
up in tho same morning light the father
and son alive forever, all tho loved one
alive forever, never more to weep, never
more to part, never more to die.
May the God of l'e.ice thnt brought
again from the dead our Lord Jesus, thnt
great Shepherd of the sheep, through the
blood of the everlasting covenant make
vou perfect in every good work to do
Hi will, and let the associations of thia
morning transport our thoughts to the
grander assemblage before the throne.
The one hundred and forty anil four
thousand and the "great multitude thnt
no man can number," soma of our best
friends among them, we after awhile to
join the multitude. Glorious anticipation!
lllest are the saints beloved of God:
Washed in their robe iu Jesus' blood.
Itrighter than angels, lo, they shine.
Their wonders splendid and sublime.
fv .Mll nttr.i'nnt. .1..
Would stretch her wings and soar away
To aid the song, the palm to bear.
And bow, the chief of sinners, there
NEWSY CLEANINGS.
NniiirnI cas has been struck uenr
Lowellville. Ohio.
Ilareelonn. Spain, will hold an Irish
poiato exhibit during .I:y and Juue.
Another counterfeit of the 5 silver
certificate. Issue or ISX), has beeu
(omul.
Tho hecirn of V.Vs'.ern capitalists
md corporations to Nt-w Ydrli Cltv ij
still kept up.
After huving i ?ou threatened mnnr
years, the foriKlciuions of I'nils are
at lust to be destroyed.
Landslides iu the Apennines have
destroyed enliro villages, and caused
considerable loss of life.
Chicago boasts of u society lust or
ganized for "making things unpleas
ant for uupleasuut people."
Tobneco-lnlsltiK seems likely to be
come a new and leading farm Indus
try In Northwestern Wisconsin,
Tho Venezuelan Goveiuinent has
waived the duty on self-propelled ve
hicles ittkeu Into tha I country.
THE SABBATH SCHOOL,
International Lesson Comments For
April M.
Subject: Jesus Appears to Mary, John xx.,
IMS-Colden Text, Rev. I., 18-Mcmory
Verses, l6-IS--Commentary ea
the Day's Lesson.
11. "Mary." This was Mary Magdalen,
out of whom the Lord had cast reven dev
ils. The epithet "Magdalene," whatever
may be its meaning, seem chosen for the
express purpose of distinguishing her from
all other Mary. "Stood without." Peter
and John going (v. 10) compicnd Mnry'
staying. To the grave she came before
them; from the grave she went to tell
them; to the grave she return with them;
at the grave he remains behind them.
To stay while others stay is the world'
ove; to stay when all are gone is constant
love. "Weeping." She had great love
for her Lord; He hnd done much for her.
"Stooped down." Because she was anx
ious to see whether she might not, after
all. be mistaken about tho alwence of the
body. She stooped because the top of the
entrance was so low that she could not
otherwise obtain a near view of the inside
of the tomb. "The sepulchre." The sep
ulchre seem to have been a square room
hewn out of a rock, partly above ground,
its roof being as high a the top of the
door, which formed its entrance.
12. "Two angels." Peter and John did
not see the angels. The angels' presence
showed the Divine hand and care. They
were ministering spirits to comfort those
who were in such great sorrow and need,
nnd they gave explanation of what hnd
been done, no one else being able. The
supposed discrepancies in the number of
angel seen is explnined by Leasing. The
whole grave, the whole region about the
frave was invisibly swarming with angels,
here were not only two angels, but many
of them. Sometimes one appears and
sometimes another; at different places and
sneaking different things. "In white."
This was an emblem of purity. Sec Iter.
10: 8.
13. "Whv weepest thou?" Are you
quite sure that this empty tomb doei not
show that you ought to be rejoicing?
"Taken away my Lord." While the other
women were terrified Mary seems to have
had no fear, so wholly was she tuken uo
with her great desire of finding her Lord.
She was rendv to brave more heroically
than ever all danger if only she might find
the One she loved.
14. "Turned herself back." Still weep
ing she turned away from the angels. She
turned to go again with the other women
to Jerusalem, who had already departed,
but ahe had not as yet gone so far as to
be out of the garden. Mary was so
absorbed in grief, and her eves so dimmed
with tears that she failed to recognizs
Christ; besides, she was not expecting to
see Jeaua alive, as she had no conception
of His resurrection.
15. "Jesus saith unto her." This was
Ilia first appearance. Ho afterward ap
peared on this same day to the other wom
en returning from sepulchre (Matt. 28: 9,
10), to Peter (Luke 24: 34). to two disci
ples going to Emmanus (Luke 24: 1331),
and to ten apostles. John 20: 1 'i".
"Why weepest thou?" She had cause suf
ficient to rejoice instead of to weep.
"Whom seekest thou?" He seeks to comfort
her in her great grief. "The gardener."
And therefore a servant of Joseph of Ari
mathea, who owned the tomb, and who.
of course, would be friendly. No olher
person would be likely to be there at so
early an hour. "Have borne Him hence."
Thinking that perhaps Joseph had or
dered His body taken to some other place.
"I will take Him away." She would sec
that it was done. She would be responsi
ble for Hi removal to a proper place. To
think that stranger hand had cared for
Him when she had brought spices for that
purpose was a bitter disappointment to
her.
16. "Mary." Jesus stirred the affection
of the weeping woman at His side by ut
tering her own name in tone that thrilled
her to the heart and created the new, sub
lime conviction that He had risen as He
had suid. What transports of joy must
have tilled this woman's heart! Let it be
remarked that Mary sought Jesus more
fervently, and continued more affection
ately attached to Him than any of the
rest: therefore to her first Jesus is pleased
to show Himself, and she is made the first
herald of the gospel of a risen Saviour.
"Eahbboni." My Master. "A whole
world of emotion and devotion in a word."
As Mary uttered the word she must have
endeavored to fall down at the feet of her
Lord, embracing them.
17. "Touch Me not." "Cling not to
Me." The translation "touch Me not"
gives a false impression; the verb doe not
mean to "touch," but to "hold on to" and
"cling to." "I am not yet ascended."
Mary appears to have held Him by the
feet, and worshiped Him. Jesus says in
effect: Spend no longer time with Me
now; I am not going immediately to
her sn; you will have several opportuni
ties of seeing Me again; but go and tell
My disciDles that 1 am, by and by, to as
cend to My Father and God. who is your
Father and God also; therefore, let them
take courage. Do not rest your new faith
upon My corporeal life, but upon that
spiritual life soon to be consummated
with the Father. Then I shall receive
your love, and we will resume our friend
ship. One touch through the Holy Ghost
is worth far more than any bodily pres
ence. To be satisfied with His being re
stored to life that she might be in His
presence as before was to lose sight of the
merits of His death. Henceforth He must
be believed in and worshiped as God, for
He was not to remain ia a natural body.
"Go to My brethren." Firat servants,
then disciples, then friends; now, after
tho resurrection, brethren. This involves
in itself eternal inheritance. "I ascend to
My Father." I am clothing Myself with
My eternal form; I have laid down My life
that I might take it again, and use it for
the highest blessedness of Mv brethren.
"My Father your Father My God and
your God." Father of Christ by nature
and of njen by grace. His God only in
connection with us; our God only in con
nection with Him. His eternal conscious
ness of the Father's love dignified all His
human relations with the lather, and be
came the true inspiration of all conscious
ness of God possessed by His disciples.
18. "Mary told the disciples." An apos
tle to the apostles. Mary was the first to
see Jesus and the first to proclaim His
resurrection. Tiiis special message wn
clearly given to the woman who held His
feet. St. Murk tells us (chap. It): 11) that
the apostles could not believe what she
suid. They seem to have consideret' it us
an effect of her troubled imagination.
Hut they believed when they suw the
Lord.
One Way to Tell Tslan.
One good way. I think, to 1udi
whether we have a talent for anvthiiihr
or not Is to watch the motive that
draws us toward doing a thing. If we
no it necause It Is the fashion, or be
cause other girls are doing it, or be
cause we have to do It for some use
ful purpose. It is not probabla that
we nave a real talent for it; but if we
find ourselves doing it lust
rtally love It and would rather do it
man not; ir it la doinf the thing itself
that attracts us, and not the eclat It
Is going to give ua In the eyes or oth
erswhy, then I think we may reason
ably conclude that God has given ua a
real talent for that particular sort of
thing.
Kins; Edward VII' Ureal Kinplris
Exclusive of Egypt, the area of King
Edward's empire li 11,773,00) square
miles, Including Egypt, abaut 13,000,
COO square miles, or much over one
fourth of the land of the g'.oh. Tho
wealth of the United Kingdom alone,
apart from that of India, Australia,
Canada and other powicsBlons, Ij abnut
yjO.000,000.000, or second only to that
of the United States. Ths papulation
of the empire sgg'.eaatea sjrne l')),00(),.
000, being comparable w(Ci t.t::t of tha
c:e.plro of Ch'.ns.
EPW0RTH LEAGUE MEETING TOPICS
April 14 "Foundations." Matt, v t, 24-27.
Our Lord comes to us nnd to nil
men as the absolute toucher. "Who
soever," he says, "heareth these say
ings of mine, and ths'th them, I will
liken him unto n wise man." lie clnlms
to understand life nnd fis outcome.
He allows no place fur possible doubt,
lu the previous study the apostle I'aul
has revealed the wonderful change
that comes to those who accept Christ
an their Lord. In this Scripture the
Lord himself reveals the test by which
nil men are to be tried. Some may
claim to lie alive to Christ who are
not. In every Rise there will be those
who will say, "Lord, Lord," but bear
no fruit. "The hiiiKUiijre clearly Ira
plies that there are Homo who profes
to be Christians, who acknowledge
Jesus to be the Lord aud pray to blm
as Lord and praise hliu as the Lord,
who nevertheless hnve no part In him."
"All Men Are Itnlhlel s."'-Thls is one
of tin- great truths which our Lord
indirectly declares. Not all are build
ing wisely. Hut everyone Is building'
something. This Is n truth we are all
npt lo forget. We are apt to think
that we can pass nlong through life
and sometimes lu the lust hours make
everything right with God and Christ.
Hut thi truth Is we are building all
the while some kind of a house.
"All I'ullders Have a Choice of
Foundation." Every house, whatever
Its character, must have a foundation
of some sort. It cannot he built Id
the air. The wise builder Is reveal
ed more by his choice of a site even
than by his choice of plan nnu mater
ial, lu the mind of Christ there are
Just two kluds of builders tbom who
choose the rock and those who choose
the sand. He that heareth Christ's
sayings and doeth them Is building bis
house upon the rock. Those who have
not heard Christ's words but live ac
cording to their best light will find a
rock foundation somewhere, sometime.
They are building on the sand who
are building carelessly, thoughtlessly.
All who, having heard Christ's words,
do not do them are building upon thft
sand. Ami the sand represents every
thing that Is Insecure.
"Only tine Foundation Will Stand."
This Is the point of the whole par
able. Our Lord warns tup people of
his day and of all times that, there Is
only one thing that will stand In that
dtiy that will try all meu. namely, a
character built upon him as the foun
dation rock, a character modeled after
the pattern he has set. We are all
building; we all have a choice of foun
dation, and the ability to choose whnt
sort of structure we will build. The
Lord warns us In advance that our
house will surely be tested, The test
ing time may come suddenly, or with
certain signs of its coming. Eternity
will try everything. Those only will
stand who, hnving accepted the Lord's
words., live every day in accordance
with them.
CHRISTIAN ENDEAVOR TOPICS.
April 14 ""Foundations." Matt, vll., 24-27.
Scripture Verses Isa. ixvlli. 10; 1
Cor. III. 11; Eph. II. 'JO; Heb. xi. 10;
1 I'et. il. lti; I's. cli. 11, I J; c. 5; Matt,
x. 'J; Mark xlli. 13; lv. 14--J0.
I.essou Thoughts. Strength of foun
dation is tlii! ouly thing that can in
sure endurance. The superstructure
Is Important, of course, but Is ia value
less without a good solid base.
The will of God Is the only founda
tion for dully Christian living. Are
we uolng his will, or saying "Lord.
Lord." In an empty, Idle confession?
Selections A religious life Is uot a
thing thnt spends Itself like a bright
bubble on the river's surface. It Is
rather like the river Itself which wicl
ens continually, until It rolls ou, luto
the ocean of eternity.
A courier riding with his sovereign
amidst the acclamations and splendors)
of a triumphal procession, asked him,
"What Is wanting here?" and very
empharlc was the reply, "Permit-'
nence." The music, tho huzzas the
parade, would soon be over. And ho
with all those things, on which, aside
from Gd we depend for happiness.
As we tie n tender tree to home
other tree that it may uot be broken
by the winds, aud cast anchor in a
storm to fix the ship that it may not
lie driven by the tempest; so ought we
to Joiu aud apply our weak and faint
hearts to the lire pillar of God's word,
and tlx the ship of our souls by the
anchor of hope, that It sink uot.
Hullders wiy that half the work of
putting up a building is completed
when they have got a good, Urrn lev
el foundation. Time the erection of
a great building, and you will see
that this is true. Yet how many of
us thluk to haste the laying of founda
tions! We are In a hurry to make
money, and so cut short our education
that we must nceept low salaries) all
our lives. We have uo time for Kible
study and prayer, so thnt our un
founded faith Is nt the mercy of tho
first billow of doubt. A good start is
worth many a league.
RAMS' HORN BLASTS
HE brara man u
ever a leLJevlo
one.
Love la a convic
tion that super,
sedeej the aeneej.
If you woa'
avoid sin do .not
seek out tempta
tion. Tit nnlv At
,rjS vine service is the
jVk fe:vlce of humani.
A man U worth what he gives.
Jterormers must be transformed.
Manliness Is built on godliness.
Fast llvling is really but alow dyine.
The Chrlcitian serves all men but
Christ is his ouly Master.
The heaviest croea of many Chris,
tians Is the church collection.
Tha man who will not servo others
cannot succeed himself.
The llg'ht of a Christian life either
hlnes out or It goes out.
Spasms of spiritual indigestion ar
produced by swallowing isms,
A diamond must remain dirt If it he
not willing o lose half itsolf.
A bailora rises when you throw out
b.illat but a man will sink that way.
Ho who v.oulj measure the sun w'ta
a frot-ruls .u!4 judge Ood by him
self. (Irk Is a ffcod thins to have an Wi
as you don't fire It la your neigh
bors facts.
Tho man who aL t-i niiUu.
. .. Ul
popahr applause finds It hard to sleon
(or ftar tho bubble will burst.
Tt trouble wl-l'h aoxe selr.nil.-'n ia
that they live in tho civoi.l-mtn of
their iuves;lHtl(in3 ar.d coil their
candls the sua.
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