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By H. J. Marshall.

The German appears to be not

merely without reverence for the past,

but also without hope for tha future. in his blind rage he has destroyed in the Gothic cathedrals and churches ei’

Franco and Belgium some oi’ the nobl- est monuments wrought in stone of man`a hope oi’ immortality(

No one can look on these buildings

without feeling ti sense ol’ the rever- ence and hope which inspired the great mediuival builders. They are enduring witnesses oi' the victory of the spiridial over the 1_1\aterial._of u faith which triuniplis over death. \\'a4see the some intense earnest long- ing for immortality' in the many cliuntry ehwpcls in our own country, where tho- iliuss was c~onstantly oti'cr~ erl on behalf of those al rest. and the duty taught ot remembrance of the faithful departed. ~

it ie much to be rtvgrotted that the

Reformers. in their feur oi’ the Roman teaching of purgatory, should have swept away the whole of this beautl~ ful side of Christian teaching, with its two fruitful ideas: the close con- nection between this life and the next und the sense of mutual help that the one may still afford the other.

Little that is helpful on this teach-

ing_uf immortality iiais come to us since the Reformation until almost within our own lifetime. Maurice. Kingsley, above all Drowning -- so extraordinarily in advance of his time-revived again the interest in immortality, and mario it a "reason- able hope." The hope oi imtnortulity toduy is above all reasonable. The idea of a sudden launching of H10, soul into an tcrnal doom. or into it ,cnddcn splendour of bliss for which it is totally unprepared, has 'Bolle Tl'0l1l us. Our conception of a. future lift* is more vague and defined less und less in material terms, and therefore more consonant with what we know. "it doin not yet ttaiieai' With! W” shall be." _

Where all is uncertain, "seen in tl

mirror darkly." we may Yet <'°“l°°" are that ure as‘be.ig closely tv"- rccted with tho pr ismi; as cl.~>'i- as n :lower to the bud. For in thiultiilli of eternity we mast ukc one sem ni. a time. or the mind becomes bewil- ,wl-.,d'-aud no-ll rather on duality lliun duration; as we '.-ulzie life not by lci:<.th of day-i, but by £110 hulllhl 'lim ‘,_. ,.cm.|,cd in 31, aiioitcd time. .lowctt writes in ‘tis introduction to the “l’hacdo": "First of .ill 'here is the tn.<tnt:ti1_,.et Liu... uf 4 .'.S°‘%“.""' "_'°~“" pam; they lm-'ti rare. t\~\"¢‘~ ii* '~h° common saying ls. und the cll1'0b‘0f this world touch tlzciii no more beo- ondly, we may ima-,gliie them as the! were at their btrtt and bl'l8ll1¢”=l- lim" bly fulfilling their tl.tll>' l'0UU'l Uf 5"' ties-seine", cnlidhite. innilltcted bl' the world: when thweye WHS Milli” and the wholg body seemed to be hill oi' light: when the mlihi was C109! uno t-uw int: the _.~'i.f_" --l 0' Wi!- 'l .if\\|iy. we may thin‘\ of ihe.n us trio- >.,r:~.<.st-tl bl' H H0111 10"" '97 Gm "ml man, working out l-its will at a. (ur- ther stage in the divine i'lll8rlmu8¢~ And yet we acknowledge that these are the things which eye hath |101 seen nor car heard and therefore if hllth not entered into the h+‘lll’l Uf

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man in any sensible manner to con-

ceive them. Fourthly, there may have been some nioinents in our own lives when we have risen above our-

selves. or be_en conscious of our truer selves, in which the will of God has superseded our wills. . . . . These precious moments, if we have ever known them, are the nearest ap- proach which we can make to the idea oi immortality."

We may believe, moreover, that no

true link is snapped: our prayers are as valid, as helpful to their welfare now, as agreeable to the ‘Divine Will as when they were at our side or across the sea. and their prayers may even now be sending u-ii help und strength unsougbt. Theiw there is u conception of probation, of growth and development. conceivably' tbrouixh ulihllliihcred ages, under a rule of Perfect fWiudon1, i'ort'o-ct Love: which

begins with a holiness 'wiiich"Myers'

defines as "u joy too high as yet i`or our enjoyment, a wistioni just beyond our learning, a rapture of love which we still strive to attain." This lilo is realized to be a hind of apprentice ship:

"llere work enough to which ’lhc lllusiei .-.-<.i~k , und catch Hints \_ the pinp;-r craft. lri in of the

lofi: lrut. pl:i_r.'°

Tn Platt: ii-im:\»:ti-ilii;.' 'wus .2 coilliuu- ous growth in kiiowi.srl~5'.\ inr.--.lrh sie|~\.i<'- liven until the noni is at- tained. in the "l'h'icdo" i»e \vi~.'.--:»; "the ar--l wires nothing with li-:r

_ except ber educatin..." Slum St. Paul and Plato both agree

that it is the invisible which alone is real, and the vlslhi-;~-all wi nee ot tciieh-shall change und pass :lw.=._v. for them earth hi fill: t.'i'cnll'. l10i|\'¢.‘i| 1-l-ne the iie-‘.1{t.y:

'.\ll We h,-*fe willed. of hoped. or dreamed of good shall exist;

.Lt-i |18 semblance. but itself."

Et. when wo think ot the mer. Awlio lin* ti gone truth us. it is no linuertlie features we loved. er the bands we clasped. that wo thi-.ik of now, but oi’ their dauutleso souls. their hope and faith that never v.jrvci'cd, their cour- age that at the last supreme moment conquered death. 'To auch we uiuy apply I’o_mpiiiu's words:

“Through such soul.; alone. “God stooping, shows auilicient of ills

light.

For us l' the dark to rise hy. And i

rise." *

Thus death become# n. passing from a world of sbadow~yto the supreme reality. i am not -_ture that Ilrown~ ing would strictly lrold tliat-

“Llie. with all,it yields of Joy and

woe.

l§‘iust our chance o' the prize nf

learning' love~-

liow love might be, hath been indeed.

and is,"

But. rather, us Pluto teaches us.and Plotiaua. and Bt.._Augulstinc after him. that there is u ladder or ascent oi' the soul in love as in all beauti- ful, eternal things. passing from bod- ily lo spiritual. and from nplrituul to

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Divine, wiiere uionii we possess lt in its reality. So that if we were ask ed, Shall we possess those we love again? we. might zinsvlrer, Not as on earth. but infinitely more. \‘_Vitli Plato the soul is ever passionately striving towards perfection, as an object of censelesa aspiration und de- sire. Diotiinn says in the -Symposi- um: “lic who has been thus far ln-

l~'ti‘ucted in Loves mysteries. _ . . on

approaching the end of his initiation. will suddenly descigv :i wondrous Beauty. even that for the sale of

which ali his foriner tolls; were un» tlertaken. . . , ever-existcnt_ uncreut» ed, iinperisliable. knowint: neither iu~

crease nor decay. _ . in this commu- nion only will it be possible for :i innu. bolioldlui.: thc i-it-autiiul. . . to begat. not images of virtue, but the realities. . _ and. having begotten #nd nourished lruo virtue, to become it

friend of God :md attain to iniinorftai» ity, if over mortal has attained." ilerc in the divine element in man. for Plato, lay the real ground for hope-: "We are an heavenly, not an carliil.\' plant." For ol‘ proof there ie none.

it rests finally on our iaith in tied

:intl God's izoodncss. "lf," writes Myers, "death be rt-ally :i. sheer trun- cation ot' moral pi'ogreJ~;s, absolute alike for the individual and for the |~.ace_ then any human conception ot' ai moral universe must be given up. We are shui i_h 'land-locked pools; Will' speak to us of an infinite sea?" it seems to come liy intuition rather than by reason-to be spiritually ra- ther than mentaily discerned. “lt came to me," says Socrates, "apart from demonstration. with u kind of likelihood or fitness." And, comment- ing on these words. Patcr arlds: "lt is one of tlioso coiivicilons wliieii await stronger, bei.lcr argiliuelxts than arc forthcoming, but will wait. for them with uniailing patience." Still we may believe there is good g'l'ou|1d for the words oi' one ot the Calrds to his brother: "immortalityl if not. something better. if better there can be." it is a hope that has been held for immemorial years by the best and wisest oi' our race. which has Klvon life its surpassing voiue, which solves all iii`e`s riddles and opens all its treasure houses. it rests flnully on the words oi’ One, and they are few words and t‘ni‘ei"ully chosen, nnii my little. Wiint evidence imve we that shall give tluist- words. so grcut u value as to hold up alone this ire incndous weight nf 'n world's ll0l>07

it would seem that the Divine Prn-

vltlence has willed that man's lust uct on earth. the surrendering oi his soul into._the ,hands _,cf its lll=t,lt.»l'. shall, alike for the wisest and n1ui~;t ignorant, bill for the strong und the weak. ho nn ni-.t oi' childlike trust.

lt seems almost strange to us thai.

with su many missing hence. in the iulneiui of their powers and stron:-1 love of lite, none should have been permitted to send buck any niessage ol comfort or of hope. That all is well with tiiem we are assured. "Even now," we may believe with .§tiyers. “our loving memory-love is itself it prayer-supports and strengtlioiis those delivered souls upon their up- ward way." And since. tn quote lilni

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lllliwrllls snow is still in the air or the soft, sweet l>i~c-ezes and sliining sun have culled out the crocuses on the layvn. On Cliristlnas one awaken with u. sense of anticipation. The excited wlilspers of the cliildren, the glad bells in the churclies, the long stretches of glistening uiiitoiiess und the merry greetings iiulkp un atinospliei-n ot' joy, On Easter uiorniiig there is silence. Tile world reenis hushed, breatlilesu. waiting oven as centuries ago it wait- ed. fearful lest aft.-r ull God rind man Should iuil in the supi'r‘t1ic iiioinent ol' testing. when iloalli and i,ift- strutt- Kietl togctiier in ii ioinb in lii,. garden.

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ing, while it is _yi_~l. iidrk, I like to rr-A ninnibirr the t_`l1i'i.<t ol the Press who on this fluff bucnine ,thc i/ord ol' Life :ind (iioi'.\'. After l liave tliouglit about Mary and iii., guiwleii, about grof-strielieii i’etei~. who would give hiu life for rt chance to stty. "i-'orglve oh. forgive nic. l rion`i. know why i over diri il." :ind of Joiin,,)i rerneinhcr the desert.

i lik., to ieiitt-tiilwr thi- ilrfsrei-l on

I‘)‘-intel" iiioriiitig. it is so einpty :ind silent, il .~treti-lii-;,- un so eiiiilcssly. idvcn the \\'liet.-is of the rushing train and the -iccusioiiui whistle of the

loeoinotiu- :.witiic.~i no eclio. it is so dead for hours ul -.i tlm(, nothing but tleut.li_ Then :i struggle for life in weird cnrli :ind dull sugellrusli. Ono night as l was erfissing it, l saw on ovory side bulls ul` iirv, falling, rush- ing, tumbling over each other in the sand. tlioii lurnini.; to blackness. lt. was the tunillio weed. it had tried hard to live but a. blast of wind up- rooted ii. :i careless matrix set it on fire and ii roilcri along and turned in ashes. ii. was if the desert, mocked il., punislicri il. for attempting to live. All night in ilic innonllgiil l could seo when l pushed up the ourtain nothing but the dead palm and the dead hills and thou-morning.

l could not believe the inimele. The

train had stopped at. ti little sl/ation covered with roses! A tiny etrenui of water crept nlotig the right of thr- l.rai:k_ ilsif an hour before. dentli-»

and now green llcldn, the l'i'agmnce of orange lilmisniiia, seat; of golden pop- pion, beauty and glory everywhere. l looked batik -th.; bare and ticked hills lying dead in the sun were still visible. but they would not hurt me now. they had lost tliriir terror for mc. l knew. l knew!

Yes. on Easter niornihl; i love to re-

member tin- deed desert waiting fer God-and man. i any the last two wordewovorlo u|ysoli.for.iuan .must linvu faith enough to open a patliwlll'

[or the writer of life or_tl\¢t miracle cannot he wroulght. ' it in God and imm--nl\vm's.

When the Easter sky grows Iii-lpghtor

l turn from the tleitert to it picture l have longed to paint.. ll. lava nmster- piece waiting for an artist. When l saw it on that morning long ago. the background was an old wooden tene ment. u sidewalk littered with scraps. u little hln'.‘k~liuired five-_vear-old with

from them even now. Never a82\ill ill nur generniioii can that strange old fear of death nffrlgiit us. llkcnsomc surviving bogey of our childhood. We

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tattered clothing and face unwashcri, holding in his grimy ‘sand a. spotless llll'. lie r~:-food oblivious to all about liiin, hazing dowii into thc he-art of it. Were i an artist l should have painted it just as it was, called it Hope and seutuit out to inspire the world; for i

reinembered the dry. brown bulb I had seen one (hay as it lay half hidden by sand und hits of earth on a shelf in the dark. A human hand had taken it and placed it wliere God's sunshine nn.\

shower could find lt. warm lt,»l`eel lt, make it grow~and now this exquisite thing so alive wth fragrance and beauty. l Tookeii at it a long time and my Soul tells in.-- as l look that boys und bulbs alike need ai human hand to put tliein will-re God can wuken them and gave thein :i clinnce iogrowtlod --and muh i my they must ho two orc the miracle can he wrougllt.

\‘l'lien tho sun has risen and the

world is stirring about doing things thai. every morning .must he done. whe- ther licarig are bursting with joy or dead with pain. iromenlher hcr. A little more than ri. month before ‘that Easter which, l can never forget, she had returned fiom the burial place oiitslde tl\e_gt'r-iit city. leaving there in the silciiri- lu-.r fourteen-year-old bo_v. Two days later iier little girl gave up the light and in less than a week, hex baby. Only the little three-your-old escaped. it was diphtheria. When ‘Easter came slit- was at church with her liusbunti and thi, child. ,ilor face was pale but icmler and beaiitiiul.-Sho wore no emblems of hor sorrow, and tho lilies and violets on her coat were likfr those she had worn every Easter since I hurl known her. When the great congregation rose to sing. she sang softly the words-

“Thc powers of death have done

their worfll. `

ilut Christ their legions hath dis-

parsed."

iler husband stood with his hood

lm-wed. lie could not siugf But. she touched his lianrl as it. lay on the back of the pew. and when they recitQ the Creed l heurri him saying th 0 words steadily. "l bell:-rn in the resurrection nf the body :ind the life everlasting."

She taught i\t~r class of girls that

day and he went to his superin- tendent; desk, led his school in wor- ship and read the Easier story witl. only a break now and then in his title volcfu. Amidst the faces lined by suf- fering. rebellion und dispair, amidst the ‘badges of sorrow and mourning nud thu silent voices or. tho Easter roitiuvxation, iliey had seemed :i miracle. “llow can they?" men and \vnme'|\ said to cnrii other ml they left the church. A ‘fifteen-year-olrl boy: walking home with his futher from thi- Sunday school hour said hesitatingly. for he did not talk much Wltli his father. "Dad, I guess ilir. and Mrs. l.-really believe lt, don`t' they? "Believe what?" said the father. for hi- thought slowly, "The whole big thing. all of li. Eastciu you know." Of course." answered the father, "nil Christians believe it. "Noi thai way." said the boy and begun to whleltli- lost his father should say more.

ltook a- long limi- at nicmor_\"s pir-

turc of those two Christiana carb Easter ninrnimg. and l lintl myself say-

ing. Geri--:md man. tor l know \1hnt inuii has his part in tht- miracle ot

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courageous lit-arts, transligurcd (aces and uplifted souls. if man WILL, God CAN. my son; says to mc. '

lt is when the dub' is over that l

think most of illin who won at such cost thn victory it celebrates. l find lily-#elf Wlflhltllt Hewould coine beck. The W0t‘lt.l I'-resses near and l see its need of iiim. l ace the aixteen~yearl old gf-Irl whose _qatl eyes grow dark with envy as she gazes nt the gowns and flowers oi' those who passed her by; the proud ami arrogant men whose weary eyes told me that despiteyall he had won. ne liiirl missed life; ‘the piti- ful slave who raised the glass to his lips, ivi-ecking ing little manhood that remained; the wretched traiiicker in virtue \vho ser-its to still the protests of his soul with the thought thai. this life ends ull. ilie suffering and disap- pointed. the rick and those whom grill' has plungail into the dark-l.hay Ill need liim. ".\ndl ani Risen," Ho. whispers to mo in the twilight. I um risen indecri. l am Alive Forever

more. God so loved the world that lla trove-Me."

'l`omorrow tin-_ lilies will bade, the

music will liiivc been >sut1g._tllo Wllitv stones on the liillsiile will look out mockingly llii'ou|;ll the midst. lift: will rush on and in their madness men will forget: by sell’-intliilgenco and greed they will go on' digging deeper the graves ol’ tht-lr souls; but l shall not forget the thinirs that l have thought on the day of ills great Victory. Thel- wll] clialietign ni_v soul. They will Send rn., out to open it gateway ttgrovlh which the Water oi Life may rush to the desert. They “W md me PNC* the bulbs tl-.in seem hopeless where the Light may shine upon them and wake them from the dead. God and man-I say the words revercntly with unspeakable joy that in the miracle of m1rn<_'l(~s»-<Llft? (itil, of Death-I lJBve ll sliarc.-Margai-et Slattery in the "Congregatlonoilnt.f‘

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01,-esnrret-tiui light, I _ , ' \ For never tlints were tl'3‘f\i°l` '_ " '

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Our souls ii.-nc need oi blaslcl' With sunrlnp on the tom Por Mary has many a niaurr

Who wcopu within the gloom.

Cnr souls b.1vi~ need of Easter.

its lily pure and sweet. _ As when the day-dawn kissed her

llefore the i-i.'iviour's (CBC-

(lur souls barvi-. need of Easter. ~{ ,

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which breaks the base and bitter

Seal of the Pliariuee.

Our souls have need of Batter.

with faith more glad and strong.

To be the firm 'rr-sister

Ot' untruth and the wrong.

Our souls have need 0( imager,

Which scaiters armed foe. Wlione bloody etpearll still gllster

“'lwrt‘ nlldnleht watch-tire glows ._

0nr souls have need of Easter. I

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-tl'er powers dark and sinister. ' _ ‘

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