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Kev. Ilr. Tulinugo'n Hrriaon I.at Sunday
Monilii Otlier World Tliuu Oiii-h In
lia'oital.ie Tlie lU'Ilcloti of Ctirint 'ot
an Altnit lou.
15IVK.KLYN, Oct. 2. The capacity for a
Flill I:ngT 'ui.Ii(.in-i Ix-cu mado-at the
JJiooklyn taU i !ia-Ic. An aljtiwl lee
turc room has Im-i-ii huili w tliat tlui ;nj
Ibo wwk it is 11 . ly itself, hut :i the
Bobhath it is thrown into the mam auii
torium and filled ly those Kitting or
landing. Notwithstanding the t.nlure-ijR-nt
tho rrowdd that p away not ahle
to Ret iiihidu the huililiii an; Creator this
fall than ovtr hcfure. To-ch-y the ia.-t5r
C'Xjilaincil ar jiriate passages of Scrij.t
ure. Professor Urowne rendered upon
the organ the linst sonata in I) minor,
Uittor. The lest of the hi tiiioii was from
II Corinthians, chapter viii, verso : "Ye
know thu jrru'--c of our Lord Jesus Christ,
that, though lie was rich, yet for your
Bakes ho Im am-; jKior. Dr. Talmao Kaid:
That all the world.-! which .n a coM
winter's Jiiht inak; the licavens 0110
Kreat glilt-r are inhahitmitli'ss is an ul
Mirdity. Philosophers tell us that many
of these worIi"U are too hot or too cold or
too rarefied of atmosphere fur residence.
15ut, if not lit for human aliode, they
may he lit for I icings different from and
Superior to our.-clves. We are toIl that
the world of Jupiter is chanjjin until it
is almost lit for creatures like the human
race, and that Mars would do for the
human family with a little change in the
fctructuro of the respirator organs. But
that there is a great world swung some
where, vast lx'yond imagination, and that
it is the headquarters of the universe and
the metropolis of immensity, and has a
population 'in iiumlors vast hcyond all
statistics and npioinlments of splendor
lioyond the capacity of canvas or poem
or angel to desi ril?, is as certain as the
3 !ible authentic, l'erhaps some of the
astronomers with their big telescopes
have already caught a glimpse of it, not
knowing what it is. We spell it with
bix letters and pronounce it heaven.
That is where Prince Jisus lived nine
teen centuries ago. He was the King's
son. It was the old homestead of eter
nity, and all its castles were as old as
God. Not a frost had ever chilled the
air. Not a tear had ever rolled down the
cheek of one of its inhabitants. There
had never been in it a headache, or a
6ideache, or a heartache. There had not
ljoen a funeral in the memory of the oldest
inhabitant. There had never in all the
land ln-en woven a black veil, for there
had never been anything to mourn over.
The passage of millions of years had not
wrinkled or crippled or bedimmed any of
its citizens. All the people there were in
n state of eternal adolescence. "What
floral and omomc brightness! Gardens
of perpetual bloom and orchards in un
ending fruitage. Had some spirit from
another world entered and asked, what is
sin? what is bereavement? what is sorrow?
what is death? the brightest of the intelli
gences would have failed to give defini
tion, though to study the question there,
were silence in heaven for half an hour.
The Prince of whom I speak had honors,
emoluments, acclamations, such as no
other prince, celestial or terrestrial, ever
enjoyed. As he passed the street. tli8
inhabitants took off from their brows gar
lands of white lilies and threw them in
the way. He never entered any of the
temples without all the worshipers rising
up and bowing in o!eisance. In all the
processions of the high days he was the
one who evoked the loudest welcome.
Sometimes on foot, walking in loving
talk with the humblest of the land, but
at other times lie took chariot, ami among
the 20.000 that David spoke of his was
the swiftest and most tlaming: or, as when
John described him, he took white pal
frey with what prance of fool, and arch
of neck, and roil of mane, and gk am
eye is only dimly suggested in the Ar
calypse. He was not like other princes,
waiting for the father to die and then take
the throne. When a few years ago an artist
in Genuany made a picture for the royal
pallery representing Emperor William on
the throne, and the crown prince as hav
ing one foot on the step of the throne,
Emperor William ordered the picture
changed, and f-aid: "Let the prince keep
his foot off the throne till I leave it."
Already enthroned was the heavenly
prince side by side with the Father.
What a circle of dominion! What myr
midons of admirers! What unending
round of glories! All the towers chimed
the prince's praises. Of all the inhabit
ants, from the center of the city, on over
the hills and clear down to the beach
against which the ocean of immensity
rolls its billows, the Prince was the ac
knowledged favorite. No wonder my
text eays that "Jle was rich." Set a!l
the diamonds of the earth in one scepter,
build all the palaces of the earth in one
Alhambra. gather all the pearls of the sea
in one diadem, pat all the values of the
earth in one coin, the aggregate would
not express his affluence. Yes, Paul was
right. Solomon hail in gold 080.000,000
pounds and in silver l,O"2l.O0O,:-77 pounds
sterling. But a greater than Solomon is
here. Not the millionaire, but the quad
rillionaire of heaven. To descrilx? his
celestial surroundings the Bible uses all
colors, gathering them in rainliow over
the throne and setting them as agate in
the temple window, ami hoisting twelve
of them into a wall from strijx'd jasper at
the lase to transparent amethyst in the
capstone, while between are green cf
emerald, and snow of jiearl, and blue of
sapphire, and yellow of topaz, gray of
chrysoprasus. and llame of jacinth. All
the loveliness of landscape in foliage, and
river, and rill, and all enchantment
aquamarine, the sea of glass mingled
with fire as when the sun sinks in the
Mediterranean. All the thrill of music,
instrumental and vocal, harps, trumpets,
doxologies. There stood the Prince, sur
rounded by those who had under their
wings the "velocity of millions of miles in
a second, rich in love, rich in adoration,
rich in power, rich in worship, rich in
holiness, rich as God.
But one day there was a big disaster in
a department" of God's universe. A race
fallen! A world in ruins! Our planet
the seen of catastrophe! A globe swing
ing out into darkness, with mountains,
and seal and islands, an awful centri
fugal of sin seeming to overpower the
beautiful centripetal of righteousness,
and from it a groan reached heaven.
Such a sound had novel been heard there.
I lenty of sweet Rounds, but never an out
cry of distress, or an. echo of agony. Vt
that on groan the Priuc j rose from all
the blist.ful t ircum jacence, and started
for the outer gate, and de-cended into
the night of this world. Out of what a
bright harbor into what a rough sea!
"Stay with us," cried angel al ter angul,
and ioteiitato alter potentate. "No,"
Kaid 1 Iks Prince; "I cannot f-tay; I must
be ofT for that wreck of a world. I must
stop that groan. I must hush that dis
tress. I ic.uh.t fathom that way. I must
redeem those nations. Farewell, thrones
and temple:, companions cherubic, ser
aphic, archaugelic! Kxeiise tins aliM-nce,
for 1 will come back again, carrying on
my r.houldt.r a ransomed world. Till
this iri done I choose earthly scoff to
heavenly acclamation, and a cattle ien to
U king's palace, frigid '.oii' of earth to
atmosphere of cel-.-tial radiance. I have
no time to lose, for hark ye to the groan
that grows mightier while I wait. Fare
well! fart well!"
"Ye know the grace of our Tord Jesus
Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for
your sake-, he hi-'-amc poor."
Was there ver a contrast so overpower
ing ;is that I hI v"' li the noonday of Christ 'd
celestial departure ami the midnight of
his earthly arrival? Sure; enough, the
angels were out that night in the sky, and
special mi teor acted as escort, but all
that was from other world:;, and not
from this world. The earth made no
demonstration of welcome. If one of
the great princes of this world steps out
at a depot cheers resound, and the hands
play, and th Hags wave. But for the
arrival of this missionary Princo of the
skies not a torch flared, not a trumpet
blew, not a plume fluttered. All the
music ami pomp were overhead. Our
world opened for him nothing letter
than a barn door. The rajah of Cash
mere sent to Victoria a liodstead of carved
gold and canopy that cost seven hundred
and fifty thousand dollars, but the world
had for the Prince of heaven and earth
only a litter of straw. The crown jewels
in the Tower of London amount to fifteen
million dollars, but this member of eter
nal royalty had nowhere to lay his head.
To know how poor he was, ask tho
camel drivers, ask the shepherds, ask
Mary, ask the three wise men of the
East who afterward came there, young
Caspar and middle-aged Balhasar and
old Mclchior. To know how poor he
was examine all tho records of real
tate in all that Oriental country, anc .
what vineyard, or what house, or what
field hi; owned. Not one. Of what
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what teliem.. .... .. - . . ? Of
what lease was he the lessee? W no ever
paid him rent? Not owning the boat on
which he sailed, or the beast on which
l;e rode, or the pillow on which he
t-lept. He had so little estate that in or
der to pay his tax he had to perform a
miracle, putting the amount of the as
sessment in a fish's mouth and having it
hauled ashore. And after his death the
world rushed in to take an inventory of
of his goods, and the entire aggregate
was the garments he had worn, sleeping
in thetn by night and traveling in them
by day, bearing on them the dust of tho
highway and the saturation of the sea.
Paid in my text did not go far from hit
ting the mark, did he, when he said of
the missionary Prince: "For your sakes
he became ioor?"
The world could have treated him lx:t
tcr if it had chosen. . It had all the moans
for making hi? earthly condition com
fortable. Only a few years lief ore, when
;r.pry, the general, arrived at Brindisi
iie was greeted with arches and a costly
column, which celebrated the 12,000,000
people whom he had killed or conquered,
and ho was allowed to wear his triumphal
rol-e in the senate. The world had ap
plause for imperial butchers, but buffet
ing for the Prince of Peace. Tlenty of
golden chalices for the favored to drink
out of. but our Prince must put his lips
tii the bucket of the well by the roadside
after he had lagged for a drink. Poor?
! Born in another man's him and eating
at another man's table, and cruising the
lake in another man's fishing smack, and
buried in another man's mausoleum.
Four inspired writers wrote of his 'biog
raphy . and innumerable lives of Christ
have lieen published, but he composed his
autobiography in a most compressed way.
He said: "I have trodden the wine press
alone." Ptxr in the estimation of nearly
all the J resperous classes. They called
him Sabbath breaker, wine bibber, traitor,
blasphemer, and ransacked the dictionary
of opprobrium from lid to lid to express
their detestation. I can think now of
only two well to do men who espoused
his cause Nicodomus and Joseph of Ari
niathea. His friond3 for the most part
were people "who in that climate where
ophthahny or inflammation of the eye
ball sweeps ever and anon as a scourge,
had become blind: sick people who were
anxious to get well, and troubled people
in whose family there was some one dead
or dying. If he had a purse at all it was
empty, or we would have heard what
was done with the contents at the post
mortem. Poor? The pigeon in the dove
cote, the rabbit in its burrow, the silk
worm in its cocoon, the bee in its hive is
better provided for, better off, lietter
sheltered. Aye, the brute creation has a
home on earth, winch Canst has not.
I If on vrir.dv (lavs tho raveu
Gambol like iv dancing skiff.
Not the It loves his haven
Oil the bosom of tlie cliff.
If almost with eajrle pinion
O'er the Alps the chamois roam.
Yet he lir.s some small dominion
Which no di-uht he culls his home.
1 But the Crown Frince of all heavenly
dominion has less than the raven, less
than the chamois, for he was homeless.
Aye, in the history of the universe there
is no other instance of such coming down.
Who can count the miles from the top of
the throne to the bottom tf the cross'
Cleojiatra, giving a banquet to Antony,
took a pearl worth a hundred thousand
dollars and dissolved it in vinegar and
swallowed it. But when our Prince, ac
cording to the evangelist, in his last
hours took the vinegar, in it had been
dissolved all the pearls cf his heavenly
royalty. Down until there was no other
depth for him to touch, troubled until
there was no other harassment to suffer,
poor until there was no other pauperism
to torture. Billions cf dollars spent in
wars to destroy men, who will furnish
the statistics of the value cf that precious
blood that was shed to save us? "Ye
know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
that, though he was rich, yet for your
Bakes he became poor."
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Only those who study this text in two
places can fully reach it. jxwor, tho Holy
Iiind of Asia Minor arid the holy land of
heaven. How I bhould liko some day to
take a drink out of Jacob's well, and take
a s;iil on Galileo, and read tho Sfrmon on
tho Mount while standing on Olivet, and
see tho wilderness where Christ was
tempted, and be some afternoon on Cal
vary at aliout S o"clx:k, the hour at
which closed the crucifixion, and sit
tinder tho sycamores and by the hide of
brooks, and think and dream and pray
alioul the txyvcrty of him who came, our
souls to save. But you and I will prob
ably be denied that, and so here, in
another continent and in another hemi
hphere, and in scenes as different as os
silae, we recount as well we may how
jioor our heavenly Princo lufaine. And
in tin; other holy land alxive, we may all
study the riches that he left Im-IucJ when
he started for earthly e-xpedition. Come,
h't us bargain to meet each other at the
door of the Father's mansion, or on the
bank of the river just where it rolls from
under the throne, or at the outside gate.
Jesus got the contrast by exchanging that
world for this; we will get it by exchang
ing this world for that. There and then
you will understand more of the wonders
of the gra-e of our lyird Jesus Christ
who, "though he was rich, yet for your
sakes lx-came jioor."
Yes, grace, free grace, sovereign grace,
omnipotent grace. Among tho thous
ands of words in the language there is no
more queenly word. It means free and
unmerited kindness. My text has no
monopoly of the word. One hundred
and twenty-nine times does the Bible
eulogize grace. It is a door swung wide
open to let into the pardon of God all the
millions who choose to enter it.
John Newton sang of it when he
wrote:
Amazing grace, how F.weet tno sound
Thut saved a wretch like me!
Philip Doddridge 'put it into all hym
nology when he wrote:
Gracel 'tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the world shall hear.
One of John Uunyan's great !ooks is
entitled "Abounding Grace." "It is all
of grace that I am saved" has Ix eii tn
the lips of hundreds of dying Christians.
The l.ioy Sammy was right when, leing
examined for admission into church meni
lership, ho was asked: "Whose work was
your salvation?" and he answered: "Pari
mine and part God's." Then thu exam
La' asked: "What part did you do,
Sammy?" and the answer was: "I p-
-sed God all I could, and he did the
rc-iT' Gh, the height of it, the depth of
it, the length of it, the breadth of it, the
grace cf God! Mr. Fletcher having writ
ten a pamphlet that pleased the king, the
king cifered to compensate lam, and
Fletcher answered: "'ihere is only one
thing I want, and tliat is more grace."
Yes, my blood bought hearers, grace to
live by and grace to die by. Grace that
saved tho publican, that saved Lydia,
that saved the dying thief, that saved
the jailer, that saved me. But the riches
of that grace will not be fully understood
until heaven breaks in upon the soul. An
old Scotchman, who had been a soldier
in one of the European wars, was sick
and dying in one of our American
hospitals. His one desire was to
see Scotland and his old home,
ami once again walk the heather cf
tho Highlands, and hear the bagpipes
of the Scotch regiments. The night that
the old Scotch soldier dienl a young man,
somewhat reckless but kindhearted, got a
company of musicians to come and play
under the old soldier's window, tind
among the instruments there was a bag-
The instant that the musicians be-
i'o.n
e dying old man in delirium said:
"Wi. it's that, what's that? Yvhy it's tho
regi'.ient? coming home. That s the tune;
yes, that's the tune. Thank God, I have
got homo once more." "Bonny Scot
land" and "Bonny Doon" were the last
words he uttered as he passed up to the
Highlands of the better country. And
there are here today hundreds who are
homesick for heaven, some because you
have so many bereavements, some be
cause you have so many temptations,
some because you have so many ailments,
homesick, very homesick for the father
land of heaven ; and the music that you
want to hear now is the song of free
grace, and the music you want to hear
when you die is free grace; and forever
before the throne of God you will sing of
the "grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, who,
though he was rich, for your sakes be
came poor."
Yes, yes; for your sakes! It was not
on pleasure excursions that ho came, for
it was all pain. It was not on astrono
mical exploration, for he knew this world
as well before he alighted as afterward.
It was not because he was compelled to
come, for he volunteered. It was not
because it was easy, for he knew that it
would be thorn and spike, and hunger
anil thirst, and vociferation of angry
mobs. For your sakes! Wipe away your
tears. To forgive your wrongdoing, to
companionship your lone liness, to soothe
your sorrows, to bit with you by the new
made grave, to bind up your wounds' in
the ugly battle with the world and bring
you home at last, kindling up the mists
that fall on your dying vision with the
sunlight of a glorious morn. For your
sakes! No; I will change that: Paul
will not care, and Christ will not care if
I change it, for I must get into the bless
edness of the text myself, and so I say;
"For our cakes!" For wo all have our
temptations, and bereavements, and con
flicts. For our sakes! Y'e who deserve
for our sins to be expatriated into a world
as much poorer than tins than this earth
was poorer than heaven. For our sakes!
But what a fruitful coming down to
take us gloriously tip. When Artaxcrxes
was hunting, Tirebazus. who was attend
ing him, showed the king a rent in his
garment. The king said: "How shall I
mend it?" "By giving it to me," said
Tirebazus. Then the king gave liim the
robe, but commanded him never to wear
it, as it would be inappropriate. See the
startling and comforting fact, while our
Prince throws off the habit he not only
rdlows us to wear it but commands us to
wear it, ami it will become us well, and
for the poverties of our spiritual state we
may put on the splendors of heavenly re
galement. For our sakes! O, the per
sonality of this religion! Not an abstrac
tion, not an arch under which we walk
to behold elaljorate masenry, not an ico
castle like that which Empress Elizabeth,
of Ka?sia. over a hundred years ago or
dered constructed, wir.ter with its trowel
of crystal cementing tho huge blocks that
had lecn quamed from tho frozen rivers
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oi mo norui, out i amor s nouse wnu u i
wide hearth crackling a hearty welcome, j
A religion of warmth and inspiration,
and light, and cheer, something we can I
take into our hearts, and homes, and
business, recreations, and joys and sor
rows. Not an unmanageable gift like tho
galley presents! to Ptolemy, which re
quired four thousand men to row, ami
its draught of wafer was no great that it
could not come near the shore, but some
thing you can run up any stream of an
noyance, however shallow. Enrichment
now, enrichment forever!
Bight about face! for you are going in
the wrong direction. While you are in a
favorable mood for it enter into life.
Hero and just now dee ide everything that
makes for eace and heaven. Agassi:
says that he has stood at one plaeo in the
Alps where he could throw a chip into
tho water in one direction and it would
roll on into the German ocean, or he
could throw a chip into the water in an
other direction and it would reach tho
Black sea by the Danulx, or he could
throw a chip in another direction and it
would enter the Mediterranean by the
Khone. How far apart the Mediterra
nean and the Black s a ami the German
ocean! Standing t lay on this Alps of
Gospel privilege you can project your
soul into right currents, and it will roll
on into the ocean of life, or project it in
the wrong direction and it will roll into
the sea cZ death. But how far apart tip
two distances! May God help us to ap
preciate more and more the momentous
meaning of our text! The seven wise
men of Greece were chiefly known each
for one apophthegm; Solon for the saying,
"Know thyself;" IVriandrr for the say
ing. "Nothing is imiossible to industry;"
Chilo for th.; wiving, "Consider the end;"
Thales for the saying, "Suretyship is the
precursor of ruin;" and Paul, distin
guished for a thousand utterances, might
well anord to lc memorable for the say
ing, "You know the grace of our Iird
Jeans Christ, that, though he was rich,
yet for your sakes became ior, that ye
through his poverty might be rich."
MEN WITH MARVELOUS MEMORIES.
I'coplo 'Whose Uraiiis JCevcr Forgot
iiii;ioii:. 1 IoM-er of llecollection.
Parsons, tho Greek scholar, could re
peat Milton's "Paradise Lost" back
wards. A monk who resided in Moscow in the
Fifteenth century could repeat the whole
of the New Testament.
George III of England, though deficient
in education, never forgot a name once
heard or a face once seen.
It is said of Themistocles that he could
call by their names the people of Athens,
wliich city then numbered 20,000 inhab
itants. It has been written of the Bourbons
thai they never forgot a man's name nor
his face, and this has been sometimes
considered as a true sign of their royal
natures.
A school teacher cf London, whose
name was Dawson, possessed a rc-marka-
; ble memory. He could repeat the book
of Job and the Psalms, and on a wager
of 200 lie repeated, without the aid of a
book, Spenser's "Fairie Queene."a poem
of nearly -1,000 stanzas of nine lines each.
Houdin was once, invited with his son
to a gentleman's house to give a private
seance, and as they went up stairs they
pas.-ed the library door, which was par
tially open. In thai single moment
3"oung Charles Houdin read all the names
I of twelve volumes and recognized the po
sition of two busts.
Boone, the blind negro pianist, who has
given performances through several
states, has a most wonderful memory in
connection with his art. From once
hearing it he was abb to play Ti nt's cele
brated "Hungarian ih'.apsody" without
missing a note. Blind Tom also per
formed similar feats.
Mozart, when only 12 years old, played
a new opera from one hearing, which
had been composed expressly to test his
skill. A writer, referring to this inci
dent, says: "He not only reproduced tho
opera from memory which was a very
difficult piece without missing a single
note, but on a second playing threw in
variations in such a manner that all who
heard him were speechless with astonish
ment." MeKcnzie tells us a most interesting
story about Carolan, a blind Irish harper
and composer, who once challenged a
famous Italian violinist to a trial of skill.
The Italian played the fifth concerto cf
Vivaldi on his violin; then, to the aston
ishment of all present, Carolan, who had
never before heard the concerto, took his
harp and plajx-d it through from begin
ning to end without missing a single
note.
Strata of a. Urooklyn Street.
They are digging for foundations of the
elevated railroad on the made ground at
the foot of Fulton street, Brooklyn. Just in
front of the Annex ferry house is a Hole
which has historical interest. At a depth
of two feet a brick pavement was reached
resting immediately upon a layer of cob
ble stones. This was the grade of Ful
ton street at that point twenty-three
years ago. when turntables were used to
reverse the street cars. Four feet below
the surface is a pavement of rough round
stones, and this was in use fifty years
ago when the old stage line halted there.
Eight feet down is a deep black stratum
showing the high water mark of the old
landing used in colonial times. The piles
will probably have to go very deep to olv
tain a firm hold, for all the old maps
show that less thani0 years back a little
bay ran up Fulton street as far as Front
s treet, and Jewell's mill was out on a
point. New Y'ork Sun.
Hawk and Coyote.
A coyote in Walla Walla was attacked
' by an immense hawk that hit him fair on
the back of the head. The coyote would
duck his head, then make a snap at the
hawk, but could not reach it, and at the
end of twenty minutes was literally
, pecked to death. New York Sun.
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! . Costa Rica'a Mineral Springs.
The recent discovery of several valu
able springs of different mineral waters
in Costa Rica has caused the government
to Lssue a decree declaring all such to be
the property of the' state, and ordering
that in future none shall be transferred
j to private ownership. Chicago Times.
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