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REV. DU. TALMAGE. THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S DAY SERMON. Subject: “ In Jerusalem. ” Tent: “If I forget thee, O Jerusalem lei my right hand forget her cunning."— Psalm exxxvii., 5. Paralysis of his best hand, the withering of its muscles and nerves, is here invoked if the author allows to pass out of mind the gran¬ deurs of tho Holy City where once he dwelt. Jeremiah, seated by the river Euphrates, Afraid I ■wrote this psalm, and not David. am of an I veiling understand that approaches how imprecation, who and yet can anv one has ever been at Jerusalem should in enthu¬ siasm of soul cry out, whether he be sitting by the Euphrates, or the Hudson, or the Thames, “If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, You let my right hand unlike forget her others cunning!” see it is a city all for topog¬ raphy, for history, for significance, for style of population, for water works, for ruins, for towers, for domes, for ramparts, for lit¬ erature. for tragedies, for memorable birth¬ places, for sepulchers, for conflagrations and famines, for victories and defeats. I am here at last in this very The Jerusalem, and on a housetop, just after dawn of the morning of December 3, with an old in¬ habitant to point out the salient features of the scenery. “Now,” I said, “where is Mount Zion?” “Here at your right.” “\YhereisMount Olivet?” “In front of where you stand?’ "Where is the Garden of Gethsemane?” “In yonder valley.” “Where is Mount Calvary?” Before he answered I saw it. No unpreju¬ diced mind can have a moment’s doubt as to where it is. Yonder I see a hill in the shape of a human skull, and the Bible says that Calvary was the “place of a skull." Not only is it skull shaped, but just be¬ neath the forehead of the hill is a cavern that looks like eyeless sockets. Within the grotto under it is the shape of the in¬ side of a skull. Then the Bible says that Christ was crucified outside the gate, and this is entside the gate, while the site form¬ erly selected was inside the gate. Besides that, this skull hill was for ages the place aud ■where malefactors were put to death, Christ was slain as a malefactor. The Saviour’s assassination took place be¬ side a thoroughfare along which people went “wagging their heads,” and there is the an¬ cient thoi oughfare. skull 1 saw hill, at Cairo, Egypt, a clay mould of that made by the late General Gordon, the arbiter of nations. While Empress Helena, eighty years of age, and imposed upon by having three grosses exhumed before her dim eyes, as though they were the three crosses of Bible story, selected another site as Calvary, I all recent travelers agree that the one point out to yoo was without doubt the scene of the most terrific and overwhelming tragedy this planet ever witnessed There were a thousand things we wanted to see that third day of December, and onr dragoman proposed this and that and the other journey, but I said: “First of all show us Calvary. Something might happen if we went elsewhere, and sickness or accident might If hinder our seeing the sacred mount. and we see nothing else wo must see that, see it this morning.” Some of us in carriage and some on male back, we were soon on the way to the most sacred spot that the world .has ever seen or ever will see. Coming to the hase of the hill we first went inside the skull of rocks, it is called Jeremiah’s grotto, for there the prophet wrote his book of Lamentations. The grotto side is thirty-five malachite, feet high, and its ton and are green, brown, black, white, red and gray. Coming forth from begin those to pictured climb the subter¬ raneous passages we steep aides of Calvary. As wo go up we see cracks and crevices in the rocks, which 1 think were made by the convulsions of nature when ■’.Ffcsus died. On the hill lay a limestone rock, SThlto, but tinged purity with crimson, the crimson tho white of so suggestive of and sac¬ rifice that I said, “That stone would be beau¬ tifully appropriate for a memorial wall in my church, bow building in America; and tho stone now being brought on camel’s back from Sinai across the desert, when put under it, how significant of the law and the gospel! speak And these lips of stone will continue to •of justice and mercy long after all our living lips have uttered their last message.” So I rolled it down the hill and trans¬ ported it. When that day comes for which many of you have prayed-*-tho dedication of the Brooklyn Tabernacle, the third iin- xnecse structnre we have reared in this city, and that makes it somewhat difficult, being the third structure, a work such as ao other church was ever called on to un¬ dertake—we invite you in the main en¬ trance of that building to look upon a me¬ morial wall containing the most suggest* ive and solemn and tremendous antiquities the ever brought together—this, rent with earthquake at the giving of the law at Sinai, the other reLt at ttaa crucifixion on Calvary. Impossible for to realize what It is you gathered our emotions were as we a group of men aud women, all saved by the blood of the Lamb, on a bluff of Cavalry, just wide enough to contain three crosses. I said to my family and friends: “I think here is where stood the cross of the impeni¬ tent burglar, and there the cross of the miscreant, and here between, I think, stood the cross on which all our hopes depend.” John As I opened the nineteenth chapter of to read a chill blast struck the hill and a cloud hovered, the natural solemnity im¬ pressing the spiritual solemnity. 1 read a little, but broke down. I defy any emo¬ tional Christian man sitting upon Gol¬ gotha to read aloud and with unbroken voice, •or with any voice at all, tho whole of that account in Luke and John, of which these sentences arc a fragment: “They took Jesus and led Him away,and He.bearing His cross, went forth into a place called the place of a skull, where they crucified Him aud two oth¬ ers with Him, on either side one, and Jesus in the midst;” “Behold thy mother!” “I thirst;” “This day shalt thou be with Me in Paradise;” Father, forgive them, they know not what they do;” “If it be possible, let this cup pass from Me.” What sighs, what sobs, what tears, what tempests of sorrow, what surging oceans of agony in those utterances! While we sat there the whole scene came before us. All around the toD and the sides and the footof the hill a mob raged. clinched They gnash their teeth and shake their fists at Him. Here the cavalry horses champ their bits and paw the earth and snort at the smell of the carnage. Yonder a group of gamblers are pitching up as to who shall have the coat of the dying Saviour. There are women almost dead with grief among the crowd—His mother and His aunt, and some whose sorrows He bad pardoned. Here a man dips a sponge into sour wine, and by a stick lifts it to the hot and cracked done lips. The hemorrhage of the five wounds has its work. such the The atmospheric conditions are as the world saw never before or since. It wai •not a solar eclipse, such as astronomer: record or we ourselves have seen. It was 8 bereavement of the heavens! Darker! until the towers of the temple were no longer visi¬ ble. Darker! until the surrounding hills dis¬ appeared. Darker! until the inscription illegible. above the middle cross becomes Darker! until the chin of the dying Lord falls upon the breast, and He sighed with this last jsitrh the words, “It is finished !” As we sat there a silence took possession of us, and we thought, this is the centre from wniob continents have been touched, and all the world shall yet be moved. Toward this hill the prophets pointed forward. Toward this hill the apostles and martyrs pointed pointed down¬ backward. To this all heaven ward. To this with foaming execrations perdition pointed upward. Round it circles all history, all time, all eternity, and with this scene painters have covered the might¬ iest canvas, and sculptors cut the richest marble, and orchestras rolled their grandest greatest oratorios and churches lifted their doxologies and heaven built its highest thrones. of Unable longer to endure the pressure this scene we moved on and into a garden of olives, a garden which in the right season is tun oi flo wers, aud here is the reputed tomb or Christ. You know the Book says, “In the midst of the garden was a sepulchre.” I think this was the garden and this the I -sepulchre. It is shattered, of course. About four steps down we went into this, which seemed a family tomb. There is room in it for about five bodies. VVe measured it and found it about eight feet high and nine feet wide and fourteen feit long. Tho crypt where I think our Lord slept was seven feet long. I think that there once lay the King wrapped in His last slumber. On some of these rocks the Roman government set its seal. At the gate of this mausoleum on the on the first Easter morning the angels rolled '•he stone thundering down the hill. Up these steps walked the lacerated feet of the Con¬ queror, and from the-e heights He looked off upon the city that had cast Him out and upon the world He had come to redeem and at the heavens through which He would soon ascend. But we must hasten back to the city. There are stones in the wall which Solomon had lifted. Stop here and see a startling proof of the truth of the prophecy. In Jeremiah, thirty-first chaper and fortieth verse, it is said that Jerusalem shall be built through the ashes. What ashes, people have been asking. Were those ashes put into the prophecy to fill up? No! The meaning has been recently discovered. Jerusalem is now being built out in a certain direction where the ground has been submitted to chemical analysis, and it has been found to be the ashes cast out from the sacrifices of the ancient animals. temple—ashes There ef wood and ashes of bones of are great mounds of ashes, accumulation of centuries of sacrifices. It has taken all these thousands of years to dis* cover what Jeremiah meant when he said, “Behold the days shall come, saith the Lord, that the city shall be built to the Lord from the tower of Hananeel to the gate of the cor¬ ner, and the whole valley of the dead bodies and of the ashes.” The people of Jerusalem are at this very time fulfilling that prophecy. One handful of that ashes on which they ar8 building is enough to prove the the divinity of the Scriptures 1 Bass by place where laid the corner stone of the ancient temple was three thousand years ago by Solomon. Explorers have been digging, and they be¬ found that corner stone seventy-fiva feet neath the surface. It is fourteen feet long, and three feet eight inches high, and beauti¬ fully cut and that shaped, supposed and near have it was an earthen jar was to con¬ tained the oil of consecration used at the ceremony of layingfthe corner stone. Yon¬ der, from a depth of forty feet, a signet ring has been brought up inscribed with the words “Haggai, the Son of Shebnaiab,” showing it belonged to the Prophet Haggai, aud to that seal ring he refers in his prop- phecy, saying, “I will make thee as a signet.” and I I walk further on far under ground, find myself in Solomon’s stables, and see the places worn in the stone pillars by the hal¬ ters of some of his twelve thousand horses. Further on, look at the pillars on which Mount Moriah was built. You know that the mountain was too small for the temple, pil¬ and so they built the mountain out on lars, and I saw eight of those pillars, each one strong enough to hold a mountain. Here we enter the mosque of Omar, a throne of Mohammedanism, where we are met at the door by officials who bring slip¬ pers that we must nut on before we take a step further, lest our feet pollute the sacred places. A man attempting to go in without these slippers would be struck dead on the spot, xnese awkward satiains adjusted as well as we could, we are led to where we see a rock with an opening in it, through which, no doubt, the blood of sacrifice in the ancient temple rolled down and away. At vast ex¬ pense the mosque has been built, but sosom- Der is the place I am glad to get through it, and take off the cumbrous slippers and step into the clean air. Yonder is a curve of stone which is . part of a bridge which once reached from Mount Moriah to Mount Zion, and over it David walked or rode to prayers in the temple. Here is the waiting place of the Jews, where for centuries, almost perpetually, during the daytime whole generations of the Jews have stood puttiug their head or lips against the wall of what was once Solomon’s temple. It was one of the saddest and most solemn and impressive scenes I ever witnessed to see scores of these descendants of Abraham, with tears rolling down their cheeks and lips trem¬ bling with emotion, a book of psalms the open before them, bewailing the ruin of an¬ cient temple and the captivity of their race, aud crying to God for the restoration of the temple in all its original splendor. Most affecting scene! And such a prayer as that, century after century, I am sure God will answer, and in some way the departed gran- deur wilt return, or something better. 1 looked over tho shoulders of some of them and saw that they were reading from the mournful psalms of David, while I have been told that this is the litany which some chant: For the temple that lies desolate, We sit in solitude and mourn; For the palace that is destroyed, We sit in solitude and mourn; For the walls that are overthrown, We sit in solitude and mourn: For our majesty that is departed, We sit in solitude and mourn: For our great men that lie dead, We sit in solitude and mourn; For priests who have stumbled, We ait in solitude and mourn. I think at that prayer Jerusalem will come again to more than its ancient magnificence; it may not be precious stones and architec- tural majesty, but in a moral splendor Solo- that shall eclipse forever all that David or mon saw the housetop where But I must get back to I stood early this morning, and before the sun sets, that I may catch a wider vision of what the city now is and once was. Stand- ing hereon the housetop I see that the city was built for military safety. Some old warrior. I warrant, selected the spot. It stands on a bill 2000 feet above the level of the sea, and deep ravines on three sides do the work of military trenches. Compact miles as no other city was compact. Only three journey round, and the three ancient towers, Hipnicus, Phasaelus. Manamne, frowning death upon the approach of all enemies. As I stood there on the housetop in the midst of the city I said. “O Lord, 'reveal to me this metropolis of the world that I may see it as it once appeared.” No one was with me, for there are some things you can see more vividly with no one but God and your- self present. Immediately the mosque of Omar, which has stood for ages on Mount Moriah, the site of the ancient temple, disap- of peared, and the most honored structure all the ages lifted itself in the light, and I saw it—the temple, the ancient temple! Not Solomon's temple, but something grander but than that. Not Zerubbabel's temple, something more gorgeous ttaas that. It was Herod’s temple, built for the one purpose of eclipsing all its architectural predecessors. There it stood, covering nineteen acres, and ten thousand workmen had been forty- six years in building it. Blaze of magnifi- and cenee! Bewildering range of porticos Corin¬ ten gateways and doub ; e arches and thian capitals chiseled into lilies and acan¬ thus. Masonry beveled and grooved into such delicate forms that it seemed to tremble in the light. Cloisters with two rows of Cor¬ inthian columns, royal arches, marble steps pure as though made out of frozen snow, carving that seemed like a panel of the door of heaven let down and set in, the facade of the building on shoulders at each end lifting the glory higher and higher, and walls wherein gold put out the the silver, and the carbuncle put out gold, and the jasper put out the carbuncle, until in the changing light they would all seem to come back again into a chorus or harmonious color. The temple! The temple! raft¬ Doxology in stone! Anthems soaring in ers of Lebanon cedar! From side to side and from foundation to gilded pinnacle the frozen prayer of all ages! the December after¬ From this housetop on direction, and I noon we look out in another and see the king's palace, covering a hundred sixty thousand square feet, three rows of windows illumining the inside _ brilliance, the hallway wainscoted with styles of colored marbles surmounted by arabesque, vermilion and gold, looking down on mosaics, music of waterfalls in the garden outside answering the music of the harps thrummed by deft fingers inside; banisters over which princes and princesses leaned, and talked to kings and queens ascending the stairway. O Jeru¬ salem, God! Jerusalem! Mountain city! City of than Gibraltar Joy of the whole earth! surely^ Stronger if and Sebastopol, never could have been captured! But while standing there on the housetop that December afternoon I hear the crash Of the twenty-three mighty sieges which have come against Jerusalem in the ages past. Yonder is the pool of Hezekiah and Siloam, but again and again were those waters red¬ dened with human gore. Yonder are the towers, but again and again they fell. Yon¬ der are the high walls, but again and again they are leveled. To rob the treasures from her temple aud palace and dethrone this queen David city of the earth all nations Hebron plotted. that taking the throne at decides be must have Jerusalem for his capital, and coming up from the south at the head of two hundred and eighty thousand troops h« of captures Jerusalem! it. Look, here comes another siege The Assyrians under Sennacherib, en- siavaa nations at ms cnarioc wneel, having taken two hundred thousand captives in his one his feet, campaign; Egypt Phoenician trembling cities the kneeling flash his at at of sword, comes upon Jerusalem. Look, an¬ other siege! The armies of Babylon under Nebuchadnezzar come down and take a plunder from Jerusalem such as no other city ever had to yield, and ten thousand of her citizens trudge off into Babylonian bond¬ age. Look, another siege! and Nebuchad¬ nezzar and his hosts by night go through a breach of the Jerusalem wall, and the morning finds some of them seated tri¬ umphant in the temple, and what they could not take away because too heavy they break un-mo brazen sea. and the two wreathed pillars, Another Jachin and of Boaz. Jerusalem, and Pornpey siege which with the battering rams a hundred men would roll back, and then, at full run forward, would bang against the wall of the city, and catapults hurling the rocks upon the people, left twelve thousand dead and the city m the clutch of the Roman war eagle. Look, a more desperate siege of Je¬ rusalem! Titus with his tenth legion on Mount of Olives, and ballista arranged on the principle of the pendulum to swing great bowlders against the walls and towers, and miners digging under the city which, making gal¬ leries of beams underground and set hu¬ on fire, tumbled great masses of houses man beings into destruction and death. All is taken now but the temple, and Titus, the conqueror, wants to save that unharmed, but a soldier, contrary to orders, hurls a torch into the temple and it is consumed. Many strangers were thousand in the city captives at the time and ninety-seven were taken, and Josephus says one million one hundred thousand lay dead. But looking from this house top, the siege that most absorbs us is that of the Crusaders. England and France and all Christendom wanted to capture the Holy Sepulchre and Jerusalem, then in possession of the Moham- meclans, under the command of one of the loveliest, bravest justice and mightiest done men him, that though ever lived; for must be he was a Mohammedan—glorious Europe, Saladinl under Richard Against him came the armies King of of England; Coeur de Lion, Philip Augustus, King of France; Taucred, Raymond, Godfrey and other valiant men, marching on through fevers and plagues and battle charges and sufferings as intense as the world ever saw. Saladin in Jerusalem, hearing of the sickness of King Richard, his chief enemy, sends him his own physician, anu from the walls of Jerusalem, seeing King Richard afoot, sends him a horse. With all the world looking on the Jerusalem. armies of Europe come within sight of At the first glimpse cf the city lift they fall on their faces in reverence and then anthems of praise. Feuds and hatreds among them¬ selves were given up, and Raymond and Tancred, the bitterest rivals, embraced while the armies looked on. Then the battering rams rolled, and the catapults swung, and the swords thrust, and the carnage raged. God- frey, wall, of Bouillon, is the first to mount the and tho Crusaders, a cross on every shoulder or breast, having taken the city, march bareheaded and barefooted to what they suppose t# be Jerusalem the Holy Sepulcher, and of kiss the tomb. the possession Christendom. But Saladin retook the city, and for the Iqst four hundred years it has been in possession of cruel and polluted Mohammedanism! Another crusade is needed to start for Jerusalem, a crusade in this Nineteenth Century greater than all those of the past centuries put together. will march. A crusade A crusade in which you and I without weapons of death, but only the sword of the Spirit. A crusade tnat will make not a single wound, nor start one tear of distress, nor mcendianze one home- stead. A crusade of Gospel Peace! Aud the Cross again be lifted on Calvary, but signal not once an instrument o*. pain, a ot invitation, and the mosque of Omar shall give place to a church of Christ, and Mount Zion become ihe dwelling place Jerusa- not of David, but of David s Lord, and Jem, purified of all its idolatries, and taking back the C hnst she once cast out, shall be 1 made a worthy typ5 of that heaving city which Paul styled -l the mother of us all,’’and which St. John saw, “the holy Jerusalem descending out of heaven from God.” Through its gates may we all enter when our work is done, and in its temple, greater than all the earthly temples piled in one, may we worship. Russian pilgrims lined all the roads around the Jerusalem we visited last winter. They had walked hundreds of miles, and their feet bled on the way to Jerusalem. Many of them had spent their last farthing of to get there, and they had left some those who ; started with them dying or dead by the road- | side. An aged woman, exhausted with tha long way, begged her fellow pilgrims Holy not to I let her die until she had seen the City. j As she came to the gate of the city she could iot take another sten. but she was carried in. fi then said. * ‘Now bold ray bead up till I cap look in upon Jerusalem,” and her head lifted, she took one look, an i said: “Now I die con¬ tent; I have been it! I have seen it. Some af us before we reach the heavenly Jerusalem may be as tired as that, but angels the o,. temple mercy will help us in, and one glimpse of Df God and the Lamb, and one goo 1 look at the “kin° r in his beauty,” will more than compensate for ail the tolls and tears and heartbreaks of the pilgrimage. Hallelujah! An’vnl ___ AQUATIC LOAFERS. The Idlest Social Group in tho World. On one of the most charming of the many wonderfully picturesque little beaches on the Pacific coast, near Mon¬ terey, Cal., is the idlest if not the most disagreeable social group in the world. Just off the shore, further than a stone's throw, lies a mass of broken rock. The surf comes leaping and laughing in, send¬ ing up, above the curving green breakers and crests of foam, jets and spirals of water which flash like silver fountains in the sunlight. These islets of rock are the home of the sea lion. This loafer of the coast congregates here by the thousand. Sometimes the rocks are quite covered, the smooth rounded surface of tho larger one presenting the appearance at a dis¬ tance of a knoll dotted with dirty sheep. There is generally a select knot of a doz¬ en floating about in the still water under the lee of the rock, bobbing up their tails and flippers very much as black drift¬ wood might heave about in the tide. During certain parts of the day members of this community are off fishing in deep water; but what they like best to do is to crawl up on the rocks and grunt and bel¬ low. or go to sleep in the sun. Some of them lie half in water, their tails floating and their ungainly heads wagging. These uneasy ones are always wriggling the out or of plunging in. Some crawl to tops stuffed the rocks aud lie like gunny fags broken with meal, or they repose on the surfaces like masses of jelly. When they are all at home the rocks have not room for them, and they crawl on and over each other, and lie like piles of undressed pork. In the water they are black, but when they are dry in the sun the skin becomes a dirty light brown. Many of them are huge fellows, with a body as big as an ox. In the water they are repulsively graceful; on the rocks they are as ungainly as bone¬ less cows, or hogs that have lost their shape in prosperity. Hummer and win¬ ter (aud it is almost always summer well on this coast) these beasts, which are fitted for neither land nor water, spend iheir time in absolute indolence, except when they are obligod to cruise around in deep water for food. They are of no use to anybody, either for their skin or for their flesh. Nothing could be more thoroughly disgusting and uncanny than they are, and yet nothing more fascinat¬ ing. One can watch them—the irre¬ sponsible, formless lumps of intelligent tiring. I flesh—for hours -without scarcely know what the fascination is. A small seal playing by himself near the shore, floating on and diving under breakers is not so very disagreeable, es¬ pecially if he comes so near that you can see his pathetic eyes; but these brutes in this perpetual summer resort are disgust¬ ingly attractive. Nearly everything about them, including their voice, is re¬ pulsive. Perhaps it is the absolute idle¬ ness of the community that makes it so interesting. To fish, to swim, to snooze on the rocks, that is all, forever and ever. No past, no future. A society that lives for the laziest sort of pleasure. If the/ were rich, what more could they have? [s not this the ideal of a watering-place life?—[Harper’s Magazine. Albatross Skin. The most valuable part of the albatross, however, is its plumage, says Forest and Stream. The neck, breast and body are 5n»w white, shading delicately into gray and dusky brown at the sides and back, and the feathers are so curled and elastic that the skin with the plumage on it is an inch or an inch and a half thick. No liner material can be had for muffs, cuffs, collarettes, capes or the trimming or lin¬ ing of cloaks and robes. It is very light, vet exceedingly warm, while for appearance its dovelike smoothness and purity cannot advantage, be excelled. It has the too, of being very durable, the natural oil of the bird pre¬ serving the skin and feathers for many years, while the characteristic musky odor is easily overcome by camphor. It is a wonder that some enterprising fur¬ rier or modiste does not set. the fashion of wearing albatross plumage, and send to Antipodes or the Crozets for a season's supply. There would be money in it, not only by its novelty, but by its use¬ fulness. At the same time I hope it will not be done, because if once the skin of the albatross acquired a commercial value, and the ruthless hand of fashion were laid on its smooth white neck, the poor bird would soon be driven from its se¬ cluded haunts, and might even be in danger of extermination. May the day be far distant when the trader shall invade the home of the al¬ batross or the pot-hunter disturb its ancient, solitary reign. New Beacon Lights The objections to the intermittance ol electric light signals have been partly overcome by the use of a duplex current, but a still steadier flame is obtained bv a method which an Italian journal de¬ scribes as a “clock-work pouring down every thirty seconds ten centigrams of powdered magnesium, brilliant producing a smokeless aud extremely light.” In clear weather the flashes of the ap¬ paratus in question are said to be visible at night from a distance of fourteen F.uglish miles.—[New York Voice. CHEflP^ MONEY. I am prepared to negotiate loans . or eight per cent interest, as parties ** desire. Money can be repaid at an - ______ ALLIANCE DIRECTORY COUNTY ALLIANCE. Rev. G. W. White, president. R. H. Culverhouse, vice-president S. B. Causey, secretary. L. C. Futrell, treasurer. Jeff D. McGee, lecturer. Frank Danielly, assistant lecturer J. W. Hammock, sentinel. J Meets first October. Thursday in January * r July and * * a KNOXVILLE ALLIANCE. R. H. 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