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Subject: “An Kvoryday Christ.” Text: “She, supposing Him to bo tho gar- douer."—Johu xx.. 15 Here are Mary Magdalene and Christ, just after His resurrection. For 40,H) years a grim and ghastly tyrant had been killing people and dragging them into his cold pal¬ ace. Ho had a passion for human skulls. For torty centuries ho had been unhindered in his work. He had taken down kings and queens and conquerors and those without fame. In that oold palace there were shelves of skulls and pillars of skulls and altars of skulls and even the chalices at the table were made of bleached skulls. To tho skeleton of Abel he had added the skeletons of all tho ages, and no one had disputed Ills right until one Good Friday, about 1887 years ago, as near as 1 can calculate it, a Mighty awful Strsiager came to the door of that place, rolled back the door, and went in, aud seizing tho tyrant, throw him to the pavement an 1 put upon the tyrant’s neck the heel of triumph. Then the Might v Stranger, exploring all tho ghastly furniture of tho place and walk¬ ing through the labyrinths, mid opening the dark cellars of mystery and tarrying under a roof tho ribs of welch were made of human bones—tarrying for two nights and a day, the nights vary dark and the day very dis¬ mal, He seized the two chief pillars of that awful palace and rocked them until it began to fall, and then, laying hold of tho ponder¬ ous front gate, hoisted it from it ^singes and marched forth crying, “I am the resurrec¬ tion.” That event we celebrate this Easter morn, Handelinn and Beethovean miracles of sound added to this floral decoration which has set the place abloom. There are three or four things which the world and the church have not noticed in re¬ gard to the resurrection of Christ. First, our Lord in gardener's attire. Mary Mag¬ dalene. grief struck, stands by tho rifled sar¬ cophagus of Christ and turns around, hop¬ ing she can find the tracks of the sacrilegious resurrectionist who has despoiled the grave, and she finds some one in working apparel come forth ns if 10 water the flowers or up¬ root tho weeds from the gardeii or set to re- climbing the falling vine—some one in working apparel, His garments, perhaps, having the sign of the dust and tho dirt of tho occupation. fresh Mary shower Magdalene, of on her face the rain of a weeping, turns to this work¬ man and charges him with tho desecration of the tomb, when, lo! the stranger responds, flinging His whole soul into oue word which trembles with all the sweetest rhythm of earth aud heaven, saying, “Mary!” In that peculiarity of she accentuation all the incognito fell off, and round that tustes.d ot talking with an humble gardener of Asia Minor, she was .allring witli Him wlio'ownsnll the hang¬ ing gardens of heaven. Constellations the clusters of forgetmenots, the sunflower the chief of all, tho morning sky and midnight aurora, flaring terraces of beauty, blazing likoa summer wall with coronation roses and giants of battle. Blessed anil glorious mistake of Mary Magdalene! “She, suppos¬ ing Him to be the gardener.” Whut tloes that mean? It means that wo have an every¬ day Christ for everyday work in everyday apparel. Not on Sabbath morning in our most seemly apparel are we more attractive to Christ than we are 111 our everyday work dress, managing our merchandise, smiling oar anvil, plowing our field, tendiug the fly¬ ing shuttles, mondinglhe gurmnists for our household, toiling with providing food for our families or chisel. weary pen or weary Christ pencil or weary A working day in work¬ ing Put day apparel tho highest for us in our everyday Easter toil. it into strain of this anthem,“Supposing Him to be the ga'rdener." If Christ had appeared at daybreak with a crown upon His head, that would have seemed to suggest especial sympathy for monsirchs. If Christ had appeared in chain of gold and with robo diamonded, that would have seemed to be especial sympathy for the affluent. If Christ had appeared with sol- dier's sasfli and sword dangling at His side, that would have seemed to imply osp eel .ti sympathy for warriors. But when I find Christ in gardener’s habit, with perhaps the flakes of the earth and of tho upturned soil upon His garments, then I spell it out that He has hearty and pathetic understanding with everyday work and everyday anxiety and everyday fatigue. Boll it down in comfort all through these aisles. A working day Christ in working day apparel. Tell it in the darkest corridor of the mountain to tho poor miner. Tell it to tho factory maid in most unventilatesl establishment at Lowell or Lancaster. Tell it to the clearer of roughest new ground in western wilderness. Tell it to the sewing wo i nn, a stitch in the side for every stitch in the garment, some of their cruel em¬ ployers having no right to think that they will get through the door of heaven any more vhan they could through Die eye of a broken needle which has just dropped on the hare floor from tho pricked and bleediug fingers of the consumptive sewing girl. Away with your talk about hypostatic union and soteriology of the council of Trent and tho metaphysics of religion which would freeze practical Christianity out of the world, but pass along this gardener’s coat to all nations that they may touch the hem of it and fee! the thrill of the Chris!iy brother¬ hood. Not supposing tho man to be Caisar, not supposing Him to be Socrates, but “sup¬ posing Him to lie the gardener.” toiling Oh, that is tho what helped Joseph the Wedgwood, ami l heat and dust of the potteries, until he could make for Queen Charlotte the first royal table service of Eng¬ lish manufacture. That was what helped James Watt, scoffed at and caricatured until he could put on wheels the thunderbolt of power which roars by day and by night in every furnace of the locomotive engine of America. That is what helped Hugh Sillier, toiling arnid the quarries of Cromarty, until every rock became to him ti volume of the world’s biography, and he found the foot¬ steps of the Creator in tho old red sandstone. Ob, the world wants a Christ for the office, a Christ for the kitchen, a Christ for the shop, a Christ for the banking bouse, a Christ lor the garden, while spading and irrigating the territory! 01), of course we want to see Christ at last in royal robe and bediamonded, a celestial equestrian mounting the white horse, but from tills Easter of 1887 to our last Easter on earth tve most need to see Christ as Mary Magdalene saw Him sit the daybreak, “supposing Him to be the gar¬ dener.” Another thing which tho church and the world huve not noticed in regard to the res¬ urrection of Christ is that He made Ilis first post mortem appearance to one who had been the seven deviled Mary Magdalene. One would have supposed He would have made His first posthumous appearance to a woman who had always been illustrious for good- ne?s. There are saintly women who have always been saintly—saintly in girlhood, nearly saintly in infancy, always saintly. Jn ail our families there have been suintly aunis. In my family circle it was faintly aunt Phebe; in yours saintly aunt Martha or saintly aunt Ruth. One always saimiy. But not so was the ODe spoken of in the text. While you are not to confound her with the rep>entant courtesan who had made her Ions? lock# do tho work of towel sit Cliri.-t’s foot wiudiini?, you uro not to forgot that she was exorcised of seven devils. What si eaj.t- tsil of demosioloity she must have been! What si chorus of all diabolism! Seven devils— two for the eyes and 1 wofor the hands ssn<| two for the feet and oho for the tongue. Seven dev.Is; yet nil those sue extirpated, uiul now she Is as good sis oaeo she was had and Christ honor.-, her with the llrst post hit- nious appoaninec. What does that meniiV Why, it na ans for worst sinner greatest grace; it melius these lowest down shall come, •k jsnhlips, highest up; it means that I lie c 1)1 Unit sirikes 12 at midnight may strike 12 at miduoon; tt menus that tile graee ot God is seven times stronger than sin, Msirv dlngdlllene the Seven , evileil I" estino .Mllre Magdalene the seven angeled. It means that when the Lord meets us at last Ho will A\i not throw up to us what we have been. Ho said to her was, •‘Mary!’’ Many people having met her under such circumstances would have said: “Let mo see, how many devils did you haves* One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. What a terrible piece you were when I llrst met you!” Tint most o( the Christian women in our day would have nothing to i'o with Mary Magdalene even after her conversion, lost somehow they he compromised. The only thing 1 have to say against women is that they have not enough mercy for Mary Magdalene. Christ put all pnlhos and all reminiscence and all anticipa ¬ tion and all pardon and all comfort and all heaven into one word of four letters, "Mary!” Mark you. Christ did not appear to some Bible R'lnabath or Bible Hannah or Bible Esther or Bible Deborah or Bible Vash- ti. lint to Mary; not to Mary against whom nothing was said; not to Mary the mother of Jesus; not to Mary the mother of James; not to Mary the sister of Lazarus, but to seven deviled Mary. There is a man seven deviled—devil of avarice, devil of pride, devil of hate, devil of indolence, devil of falsehood, devil of strong drink, devil of impurity. Go t can lake them all aivav. seven or seventy. I rode over the now cantilever bridge that spans Niagara—a bridge 000 feet long, 850 foot of chasm from bluff to bluff. I passed over it without any anxiety. Why? Because twen¬ ty-two locomotives and twenty-two ears laden with gravel had tested the bridge, thousands of people standing on the Can¬ adian side, thousands standing on the Ameri¬ can however side to applaud the the achievement. And long train of our immortal in¬ terests may be, we are to remember that God’s bridge of mercy spanning the chasm of sin has been fully tested by the awful ton¬ nage of all tbo pardouo I sin of all the ages, church militant standing on one bank, church triumphant standing on the other bank. Oh, it was to the seven deviled Mary that Christ made His llrst post mortem ap¬ pearance. There is another thing that the world and the church have not observed in regard to this resurrection, and that is, it was the morning twilight. If tho chronometer had been invented and Mary had as good a watch as some o f the Marys of our time have, she would have found it was about half past 5 o'clock a. m. Matthew says it was in the dawn; Mark says it was very early in the morning; John says it was while it was yet d irk. In other words, it was twilight. That was tho o’clo k at which Mary Magdalene mistook Christ for thegnrloner. What does that mean's 1 It means there are shadows over the grave un¬ lifted—shadows of mystery that are hovel¬ ing. Mary stooped down and tried to look to the other end of Ihe crypt. She gave hys¬ teric outcry. She could not see to the other end of the crypt. Neither can you soe to the other end of the grave of vour dead. Neither can we see to tho other end of our own grave. Oh, if there were shadows over the family plot belonging there to Joseph of Arlmiithon, shad is it strange that should be some ows over our family lot's* Easter dawn, not Easter noon. Shadow of unanswered <|uostiosi! Why Why were they taken away from ns's* were I hey ever given to 11 s if they were to be (alien so soon? Why wore they taken so suddenly? Why could they not have uttered Homo fare¬ well words? Why? A short question, hut a whole crucifixion of agony in it. Why? Shadow on the graves of good men and women who seemed to die before their work was done. Shadow on nil the graves of children because we ask ourselves why so beautiful a craft was launched sit all if il was lo lie wrecked one mile outside of the harbor? But what did Mary iight Magdalene have to do In order to get more on that grave? She had only to wait. After awhile the Easter sun rolled up, and tho whole place was flooded with light. What have you and I to do in order to got more light on our own graves and light upon the graves of our dear loved ones? Only to wait. Charles V. of Spain, with his servants anil torches, went down into tho vault of the necropolis and where his ancestors until were buried, went deeper, farlher on he came to across around which were arranged Hie caskets of his ancestors. Ho also found a casket containing the body of one of his own family. Ho had that casket opened, and there by emb aimer’s art he found that the body was as perfect as eighteen years before when it was emtombed. But under the explora¬ tion his body and mind perished. Oh. my friends, do not let us the morbidly struggle with the shadows of sepul¬ cher. What are we to do? Wait. It is not tho evening twilight that gets darker and darker. It is the morning twilight that gels brighter and brighter Into the perfect day. I preach it to-day. Hunrise over Pore le Chaise, sunrise over Greyfriars churhyard, Woodiawn, sunrise Laurel over Hill, Greenwood, Mount over over over Auburn, sunrise over Congressional burying gruveyurd, ground, over ov-ry country sun¬ rise over tho catacombs, sunrise over the sarcophagi wtiere the ships llo hurled. Half pust 5 o’clock among tho tombs nojv, but soon to be the noonday of morning explanation twilight and beatitude. It was in the that Mary Magdalene mistook Christ for a gardener. Another thing tho world and the church have not observed—that is, Christ's pathetic credentials. How do you know it was not a gardener? His garments said He was a gardener. The flakes of the upturned earth scattered upon His gartrsenis said He was a gardener. How do you know He was not a gardener? Ah! Before Easter had gone by He gave to some of His disciples His three credentials. Heshowedthem His hands and His side. Three paragraphs written in rigid or depressed letters. left A scar its the right rulm, a scar in the That palm, tho a scar amid they the ribs—scars, scars. is way know Him. That is tho way you and I will know Him. Aye, am I saying Ihis morning too much when I say that will be one of the ways in which you and I will know each other by the scars of earlh—scars of accident, scars of sickness, scars of persecution, scars of hard work, scars Christ’s of battle, ecars body of old having age. When 1 see resurrected scars, It makes me think that our remodeled and resurrected bodies will have scars. Why, before we get out of this world sorno of us will be covered with scars all over. Heaven will not be a bay into which float summer yachts after a pleasuring with the gay bunting and with the em¬ broidered sails as fair as when they were first unfurled. Heaven will bo more like a navy yard where men-of-war come in from Trafalgar and Lepunto—men- of-war with masts t wlsted by a cyclone, men- of-war struck on all sides by seventy-four pounders, men of war with decks scorched of tho shell, Old Constitutions, old Con- VOL. V. NO. Mtnl'atlons. flouting in discharged Irom ner¬ vine to rest forever. la tlm resurrection Christ creden: ialc.i by s -ais. You and f will be credentialod and will recognize each other by scars, Do you think think them them now a disfigurement? l>o you now a badge of endurance? 1 tell you the glorious thought'this morning, they are going to bo the means of heavenly recognition. There is one more tiling 1 pal 1 he world and the church have not untie d in this resurrec¬ tion of Christ, and that is that Christ from Friday to Sabbath was lifeless in a hot climate where sanitary prudence demanded that burial take place thosume dsiy as death, sui t where there was no ice to retard disso¬ lution. Yet. Iter thiee days Hu comes up so health.ul, so robust itisilso rubicund Mary Magdalene takes Him tor a gardener. Not supposing II 111 to he sin invalid from a Itos- pit .1, not supposing Him to be a corpse from jlio tomb, but supposing Him to be the gar loner. Hoilllilui by Hit) brunt It of tho upturned sml uni by a perpetual life in the sunshine. Alter Christ’s inlorincnt every cellular tissue broke down, and nerve and artery aud brain were a physiologies wreck, aud yet lie comes up swarthy, rubUuiud and well. When 1 sen alter sneli mortuarj .silence s uelt radiant appearance, that settles it that whatever MuuiUl lie onus id ties bodies of foil'('litislism dead, they uro going to eutmi up, the nerves restrung, the optic nerve retl- Uiniined, In s ear ill 11111 tt-vilirate, tile whole body llfto I ttji, without its weaknesses and worldly uses tor which there is no resurrec¬ tion. Come, is it not almost time for us to go out to meet our reanimated dead? Can you not hear tho lifting of the rusted latch? Oh. the glorious thought, tho glorious consolation of this subject when l find Christ coining up without any of the lnooru- ttous—for you must remember He was lac¬ erated and wounded fearfully in the cruoi- ilxion—coming up without one! What does that make me think? That the grave will get nothing of us except our wotinds and imperfections. Christ went into tlm grave exhausted anil bloodless, All the current of His life had poured out from His wounds, lie had lived a life of trouble, sorrow aud privation, aud then He died a lingering death. His entire body Imug years’ on suffer¬ four spikes. No invalid of twenty ing ever went into the grave so white and ghastly and broken down as Christ, and yet here Ho comes up so rubicund and robust she supposed Him to be the gardener. Al\ tiie all the aches, sidonches, and the aud leg the aeties, headaches, ana and buck leave whore Christ the heart aches we will left 1 us! The ear will come up without Us heaviness, the eye will come up without Its dimness, the lungs will come up without op¬ pressed respiration. Ob, what races wo will run when we become immortal athletes! Oh, what circuits we will take when, all earthly imperfections substruetod and all celestial velocities added, we shall sot up our resi¬ dence in that city which, though vaster than all the cities of this world, shall never have one obsequy! this morning round the shattered Standing Lord’s tomb, 1 point you to masonry of our muffled a world without hearse, without drum, wlthaut tumulus, without catafalque and without a tear. Amid all the cathedrals of tho blessed no longer the “Dead March in Saul," but whole libretti of “Halleluiah Chorus." Oh, put trumpet to lip and linger to key and loving forehead against tho bosom of a risen Christ! fliilloluinh, amen! Halleluiah, amen! An Old Story Retold. Daniel Webster, Tazewell and Gen¬ eral Jackson’s Secretary of the Navy were ohee walking together on the north bank of the Potomac, and while Webster lingered a little in the rear, Tazewell offered to bet Branch a ten- dollar liat that he could prove him to he on the other side of the river. “Done,” said Branch. “Weil,” said Tazewell, pointing to the opposite shore, ‘‘isn’t that one side of the river?” “Yes.” “Well, isn’t this the other side?” “Yes.” “Then, as you are here, are you not on tho other side?” “Why, I declare,” said the victim, “so it is; but here comes Webster, I’ll win back my bet from him.” As Daniel came Up, Branch saluted him with, “Webster, I’ll bet you a ten-dollar hat I can prove you are on the other side of the river.” “Done.” “Well, isn’t this one side?” “Yes.” “Well, isn’t that the other side?” “Yes, but I am not on that side.” Branch had to pay for two hats, and learned that it is possible to bet both ways and win upon neither.—Ar¬ gonaut. Many Words on a Postal, Charles Monnler, of Detroit, Mich., lias just completed a task which he thinks is a record-breaker. He chal¬ lenges the entire world to equal it, but it must be said right here that unless one has time to waste, nerves to spare and doesn’t suffer from headaches he lias no need to enter the lists against Monnier. The champion put the 17,858th word on a postal card, thereby breaking the Best previous record by 11,000 words, lie used a fine steel pen. it. was held between the thumb and index finger. The holder was held against the nose and the letters were made by moving the head from side to side or up and down as the case might be. Under a reading glass the words are distinct. The card contains forty-eight pages of “Portia,” by the Duchess. To the naked eye the postal looks like stipple work. Largest Bridge in the World. The longest bridge in the world is said to be that which spans an inlet of the Yellow Sea, near the city of San- gang, in China. It Is a stone structure five and a quarter miles in length. The number of piers is 300, and each one is ornamented with the marble figure of a lion three times life size. The top of the roadway is sixty-four feet above the water level. The bridge, it is said, is 800 years old and its masonry is still in a state of excellent preservation. Lavender is still used in English linen closets, but the supply is threat¬ ened with extinction. The growers in the village of Hitchin, one of the chief centers of the lavender industry, assert that owing to a succession of bad sea¬ sons the plant is dying out there, and that, moreover, they cannot compete with foreign imitations of lavendet water.