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Dickerman 8: Son’IIE, South lierwailt, Connecticut. Work Dona flamptiy. JAMES GOLDEN, Editors“ "stricter. FINE II: autism oxen womm'mwm mam-mom pumice omen gtioslss the VW hunts ”ngflcmgcr. "To: musical ; nuts on meson: weapon ‘ 112mm» in this momma-w. cutest practical truth. His subject was “The Ghsnt of the stat-affirm them Johmfiv‘i "th laid the cornerstone thereof. wbsnthemorning stare tang» Weber-ell seen the ceremay at the laying of the cornerstone of church, asylum or hiasonlc temple. Into the hollow of the stone were pinned scrolls of history and important documents, to be suggestive if. 100 or 900 years after. the building should . be destroyed by the or torn down. We re— member the silver trowel or iron hummer that smote the square piece of granite into sanctity. We remember some venerable man who presided wielding the trowel or hammer. We remember also the music he the choir stood on the unaltered stones and timber of the building about to be con- structed. The leaves of the notebooks flut- tered in the wind and were turned over with it great rustling, end we remember how the bass, bnrytone, tenor, ccntrnito and soprano voices comniingled. They had for many dnys been rehearsing the special programme that it might be worthy of the cornerstone laying. In my text the poet of Ur calls us to a grander ceremony—the laying of the foun- dation of this great temple of n world. The cornerstone was a block of light, and the trowel was of celestial crystal. All about and on the cmbnnhments of clouds stood the angelic chm-intern unrolling their librettos of overture, and other worlds clapped shining cymbals while the care- mony went on, and God, the Architect, by stroke of light after stroke of light. dedi- cated this great cathedral of a world, with mountains for pillars and sky for frescocd ceiling and flowering fields for a floor and sunrise and midnight aurora for uphol- stery. “Who laid the cornerstone thereof, when the morning stars snug mgctheri” God‘s Perfect Harmony. The fact is that the whole universe was it complain cadence. an unbroken dithy— rnmb, umuslcnl portfolio. The great sheet , of immensity had been spread out, and written on it were the stars, the smaller of them ininims, the larger of them sustain- ed noted The meteors marked the stuc- cnto MM. the whole heavens a gamut with all sounds, lntonutlons, modulations, the space between the worldsomusicnl in. tcrvnl, trembling of stellar light it quever, the thurdicr n bass clot, the wind among trees a treble clef. That is the way God made all things it perfect harmony. But one day a burp string snapped in the great orchestra. One day it voice rounded out of tune. One day it discord, harsh and terrific, grated upon the glori- ous untipbcn. it was aiu that mode the dissonance. and that harsh discord has been sounding through the centuries. All the work of Christians and philanthropists null reformers of nil ages is to stop that discord and get all things book into the perfect bnnuony which was heard at the laying of the cornerstone when the morn- ing stars sang together. Before I get through, if i am divinely helped, I will make it plain that sin is discord and righteousness harmony; that in general things run out of tune is us pluin as to e musician's our in the unhappy clash of clar- inet und bassoon in on orchestral ren- daring. The world's health out of tune; weak lungs and the atmosphere in collision, dis- ordered eye and uooudny light in quarrel, rheumatic limb nnd dump weather in struggle; nedxnlgius, cud pneumonlns, and consumptions, nud epileptics in flocks sweep the neighborhoods and cities. Whom you find one person with sound thront, and keen eyesight,nml alert our, and , easy respiration, and regular pulsation, and supple limb, and prime digestion, and stcudy nerves, you find 100 who have to be very careful because this or that or the other pbyelcnl function is disordered. Thing: Out of Tune. The human intellect out of tune; the judgment wrongly swerved, or the mem- ory Icnky, or the will weak, or the temper lnileunnnblo, the well balanced mind ex- coptionul. . Domestic life out of tune; only here and theren conjugal ombrenk of incompntnbil- ity of temper through the divorce courts, or n illinl outbreak about u father's will through the eurrogntc’s court, or u cone of wife bentingor husband pnlmning through the criminul courts, but thousands of fum- ilice with J one outside and January with in. Society out of tune; labor and capital, their bonds on each other s throat; spirit scale who are struggling to get up, and putting those who are up in anxiety lest they have to come down. No wonder the old pinnoforte of society is all out of tune, when hypo ccrisy, endlying, and subterfuge, and duo in dealing, and sycopbnncy, and charlatfinism. and ro.engc have for 6,000 years been hanging away at the keys and stmuping thc petiole. On all sides there in n shipwreck of her- monicr—untions in dl..uord without roul- izing it. do wrong in the feeling of notion for nation that symbols chosen are fierce and destructive. In this country, where our title: are full of robins nnd doves and morning larks, we have our national sym- bnl the ilcrcc and filthy eagle, us cruel a bit-d as can be found in oil the ornitholcg~ itol catalogues. in Great Britain, where they have lambs and fellow deer, their symbol is the merciless lion. in Russia, where from between her frosen north and bibonting south all kindly boasts dwell, they chore the gmwiing beer, and in the World's heraldry n favorite figure is the dragon. the fabled winged serpent, hiero- cicns and dreadful. And so fond is the «one of contention that we climb out through the heavens and bsptlsa onset the other planets with the spirit of bottle and roll it idem aftte the god of war, and we give to the eighth sign of the sodisc the union of the scorpion, a crestnre which is chiefly celebrated for its deadly sting. But, after all, there symbols are upunivsof the way nation feels toward nation—dis- cordwide as the continent and bridging the seas. ‘l‘ha loin It! Discord. i suppose you have noticed how warmly“ in love dry mode stores are with other first!!! ml- stores, and how highly army one think of the sugars of the grocery nun on the some street, end is whats eulogistio usy elicpsthic sod be thin doctors or each other. and ministsrs it flm , scends from heaven and only discards as- of caste keeping these down in the social Itmlnictlscnthsthuua , the. which he- _ thrillu gscic of love, or s warble or in, or: a sweet dust of potion”, they are drowned out by Am that shakes the earth. - Paul ssys. “The whole creation groan- eth. " And while the ulghtingule. and the woodlark, and the censry, and the piover sometimes sing so sweetly that their notes have been written out in muslcnl notation, and it is found that the cuckoo sings in the key of D and that the cormorunt is a have in the‘ winged choir, yet sportsmon’ s gun and the autumnal blast often leave them milled and bleedintr or dead in mend- c‘w or forest. Paul was right, for the groan in nature drowns out the prime dcnnas of the sky. Tortlni, the great musical composer, dreamed one night that he mndcncontrnct with eaten. the letter to be ever in the composer' s service But one night he handed to eaten a violin, on which Dinbcr lus played such sweet music that the com- poser wns awakened by the emotion and tried to reproduce the sounds, and there- from woe-written 'l‘m-tini’s most famous pleoe,I“Tbe Devil's Sonata, ” n (imam in- genious. but faulty, (or all melody do- cend from hell. All hntreds, fonds, con. troversiumbnckbitingn nnd revenges are the devil’s sonata, urc dinbollc fugue, nro dcmonicc pbnumsy, are grand march of doom, are nilegro of perdltion. Definition of Sin. But if in this world things in general are. out of tune to our troll ear, how much momsoto beings angelic nnd delflcl It takes 11 skilled nrtist to fully appreciate disagreement of sound. Many have no cu- puclty to detect it defect of musical cxecu~ tion, and though there were in one burns molly offenses ngninst harmony us could crowd in between the lower F of the buss give them no discomfort, while on the fore- head of the educated urtlst bonds of per- spiration would etuud out as n result of the borrowing dissonance. While an mun- teur wits performing on n plum) and bud just struck the wrong chord, John Sebns» tlnn Bach, the immortal composer, entered the room, and the mnntcur rose in umber» rnssment, and Bach rushed post the host, who stepped forward to greet him, nnd be- fore the keyboard bud stopped vibrating put his ndmlt baud upon the keys and chungod the painful lnburmouy into glori- oun cadence. 'l‘hen Bncb turned and gave sulutntion to the host. But the worst of oil discord in moral die- cord. lf society and the world are pnin- fully discordant to imperfcct 1mm, wbnt must they be to o perfect God? People trv to define what sin is. It seems tome that sin is getting out of harmony with God, n disagreement with his holiness, with his purity, with his love, with his commands, our will clashing with his will, the finite dashing nguinst the infinite, the frail against the puissant, the created against the creator. lf l,000 musicinus, with flute nndcornct-n-pistcn nnd trumpet and vio- loncclln, tho lmutlzny and trombone and all the wind and stringed instruments thnt ever gathered in n Dusseldorf jubilee should resolve that they would play out of tune and put comm-d to the rock and mukc the place wild with shrinking and grating and rusping sounds, they could not make such a mndcmonlum us that which mgcs in n sinful soul when God listens to the play of its thoughts, passions and emo- dons—discord, lifclong discord, mndden ing discord. The world pays more for discord than it (100.8 for consottnnce. High prices have been puld for music. One mun gnvo 53:25 to bear the Swedieh songstrcss in New York, and another $625 to hear her in line- ton, and another $650 to hour but in Provi- dence. Fabulous prices have been pad for sweet sounds. but for more has been paid for discord. 'Ibe Crimean wur cost $1,700,-. 000,000 and the American civil war over Iii,500,000,000, and the wnr debts of pro- fessed Christian nations are about $15,~ 000, 000, 000. The world pays for this red ticket, which admits it to the mturnullu of broken bones and dumb ugonics und do- etroycd cities and plowed groves and crushed hearts. any amount of money so- tun asks. Discord! Discord! The Stars Will Sing Agnin. But I have to tell you that tho song that the morning utnrs sung together at tho lny‘ ing of the world's ourncrteone ie to resound again. Mozart's grelltcst overture wan composed one night when he was several times overpowered with sleep, and artists say they can tell the places in the music where he was falling asleep and the places where he awakened. b‘o the overture of the morning stars spoken of in my text bus been asleep, but it will nwnkcn and be more grandly rendered by the evening stars of the world’s existence than by the morning stars, and the vcepers will be sweeter than the inntins. The work of all good men and women and of all good churches and all reform associations help to bring the race back to the original har~ mcny. The rebellious heart to be attuned, social life to benttuncd, commercial ethics to bc attuned, inter-nationality to be litr- tuncd, hemispheres to be attuned. in olden times the chorlsters bed is tun- ing fork with tvtc prongs, and they Would strike it on the back of pow or music rock and put it to the our and then stnrt the tune, end all the other voices would join. in modern crcbcstm the lender has n corn- plcte instrument rightly attuned and he sounds that, end all the other performers tune the hnysof their instruments tomchc them correspond and drew the how ever the string and listen, and sound It over again until all the keys are screwed toocn— csrt pitch, and the discords melt into one great rymphcny, and the curtain hoists, and the baton tees, and audiences sre rap tuned with Bebomeuu's"l’arndlse and the Purl," or Bosslui'o "Stahat Hater, " or llscb’s "amount" in D. Now, our world can never be attuned by an imperfect instrument. Even a Crown- nn would not do. Heaven hss ordained the only instrument, scrim it is made outcf the voices that accompany it are booth-ted voices, canto- tricsscf tbellrst Christmas in lght when he“: mended the scrth with "diary the highest, and on earth poses, last we start too far and the higher G'of the soprano it would ‘ 0hr! testers soil mes lwoll out inronrsin and then thrill ‘ with disuse political The Whole world" IAttuocd. "the whole world must also be attuned by the some power. lune in the Fair- banks weighing scale mannfsctcry of Ver- mont. Bi; hundred ham and they have we had it strike! 0"me harmony bo- een labor and capital. operatives of sucrose! years in their beautiful bonus near by the mansions of the manufacturers, whose invention and Chrlutlnn bulimic! mode the great enterprise. So. all the world over, labor and capital will be brought into euphony You may have hoord what is culled the ”Anvil Chorus, ” composed by Verdi, a tune played by hnm~ mere, great and small. now with mighty stroke and now with heavy stroke, beating a great iron anvil. That in what the world has got to come towunvil chorus. yardstick chorus, shuttle chorus, trowel chorus, crowbur chorus, pioknx chorus, gold mine chorus, roll truck chorus, locev motive chorus. It can be done, and it will be done; so all social life will be attuned by the gospel burp. There will be as many classes in society as now, but the classes will not be regulat- ed by birth or wealth or accident, but by the scale of virtue and benevolence, out! people will be assigned to their plucesns good, or very good, or most excellent. 80 also commercial life will be attuned, and there will be 12 in every dozen and iii ounces in, every pound, and apples at the bottom of the Inn-rel will be as sound as those on the top, and silk goods will not be cotton, and sellers will not have to charge honest people more than the right price because others will not pay, dud goods will come to you corresponding with will not be snndcd, and milk will not be chalked, and udulterution of food will be a state prison offense. Aye, all things shall be attuned. Elections in England and the United States will no more bengrnnd car- nivul of defumution and scurrillty, but the elevation of righteous men in u righteous wn '. ) W'onderf‘ul Christianity. In the sixteenth. century the singers culled the Fischer brothers reached the lowest boss ever recorded, and the highest note every trilled was by Lu Baeulrdellu, and Cntnlini’s voice hadn compass of 3H octaves. But Christianity is more wonder- ful, for it runs all up and down the grout- est heights and the deepest depths of the world‘s necessity, and it will compass ev- erything and bring it in accord with the song which the morning store song at the laying of the world’s cornerstone. All the sacred music in homes and concert bulls and churches tends toward this consum- motion. Make it more and more heavily. Sing in your families. Slug in your places of business. If we with proper spirit use these faculties, we are rehearsing for the skies. Heaven is to have a new song, an on- tlrely new song; ButI should not wonder if, as sometimes on earth, as tune is fash- ioned out of many tunes, or it is oneztuno with the variations; so sonic of the songs of the redeemed may have playing through them the songs of earth. And how thrill- ing, as coming through the great anthem of the saved, accompanied by burpers with their harps nnd trumpeters with their trumpets, if we should bear some of the strains of “Antioch" and ”Mount Pis- gnb” and “Coronation" und “Lcuox” and “St. Martin's" and “Fountain” and. “Ariel" and “Old Hundred!" How they would bring to mind the prey lng circles and communion days, and the Christmas festivals, and the church worship in which on earth we mingled! I have no idea thut when we bid farewell to earth we are to bid farewell to all those grand old gospel hymns which melted and ruptured our souls for so many years. Now, if sin is discord and righteousness is harmony, let us get out of the one and en- ter the other. Jubilee of Peace. After our dreadful civil war was over, in the summer of 1869, ngrent nzltiounl pence jubilee was bold in Boston, and us an cider of my church bud been honored by the selection of some of his music to be rendered on that occasion I accompanied him to the jubilee. Forty thousand people not and stood in the great collscum erected for that purpose. Thousands of wind and stringed instruments. Twelve thousuud trained voices. ll‘he masterpieces of nil ages rendered, hour after hour and dny after tiny—Handel’s "J udus Muccnbmun," Spcbr's “Intuit; Judgment," Beethoven's "Mount of Olives," llnydu’s “Creation,” Mendelssohn's “Elijah,” Mcyerbeer's “Coronation March,” rolling on and up in surges that billcwed against the heavens. The mighty cadences within were no- companlcd on the outside by thu'rlnging of the bolls of the city, and cannon on the commons discharged by electricity, in exact time with the music, thundering their ow» ful bars of a harmony that astounded all nations, sometimes i bowed my bend and wept. Sometimes I stood up in the on. chnntment, and sometimes the effect true so overpowering I felt I could not endure it, especially when oil the voices were in full chorus, and all the batons were in full wave, and all the orchestra in full tri- umph, and 100 anvlls under mighty bum- mcrs were in full clung, nnd oil the towers of the city rolled in their majestic nwoet- nose, and the whole building qnnkcd with the boom of 80 cannon. Pnrcpn Rosa. with a voice that will never again be equaled on earth until the nrchnngcilc voice pmclsims that time shall be no lon- ger, row above all other sounds in her run- dering of our national air, ‘l‘hc i-itnr Span— glad Banner " it was too much for n mortal—quiteenough for on immortal—to bear. And while some fainted, one woman- ly spirit, released under its power, oped may to be with God. 0 lord, our God, quickly usher in the whole world’s pesos jubilee, and all islands of the sea join the five continents, end all the voices and all the musical instruments of oil nations combine, and all the organs that over extended requiem of sorrow sound undoli the bells that tolled for budsl ringfcs resurrection, and all the «noon that not hurled death screen the nations sound form eternal vie. tnry. Anders! all acclaim of earth and one voice sweeter and mightier than any human or angelic voice, a voice once full of tears. but new full of triumph, the votes of Christ, ssying, "1 an alpha and omens, the umtugtnning end the and, the m ...... “on “mo-tron: eftbs stone s s , ”it votsssshsil be heard so when,» attire the sample by which you purchased them, ‘ , and coffee will not becbicorled, and sugar ; .y‘
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