Stereopticon Views

[The following description of a set of stereopticon views of Jesus will be read with much interest.—Ed.]

On the evening of Easter Sunday, I was privileged to attend a special service at the St. Mary's Avenue Congregational Church, entitled, "The First Easter." It consisted of over a hundred superb stereopticon views in which Christ was the central figure. The pictures were from paintings of the masters of art, and looked so natural when thrown upon the screen that it almost seemed we were standing amid those marvelous scenes of long ago. Every important event recorded in the Gospels was there given from the manger to the cross, out through the tomb to the resurrection morning. It was simply inspiring. I saw the Master standing before the five thousand feeding them with the loaves and fishes; I saw him rebuking the tempest and walking the waves; I saw him riding into Jerusalem amid the loud hosannas of the multitude; I saw him in the Temple teaching; in his mother's home; in the abode of the disciples; at the well; on the hillside teaching the people; in the garden; before Pilate; bearing the cross up the hill of Calvary; I saw him stretched upon the cross; I saw him lifted down, wrapped in fine linen, borne to the sepulchre. The cave opened; I saw within the cave where they laid him; I saw the last loving touches made before he was left alone; I saw them come away; I saw the stone at the cave's mouth, the sad disciples in their abode, the home of the mother of Jesus the night of his burial. Then I saw the dawn of Easter morning, a sight so grand as to bring tears to one's eyes; I saw the stone rolled away, the Master stepped forth, appearing to Mary, recognized by her; I saw him meeting the disciples; I saw him on the way to Emmaus, and then I saw the Ascension. Surrounded by many disciples and followers, he rose somewhat as it were in the air, and then faded away till nothing was left but a pure white cloud. What an inspiration was that picture-lesson as a whole! Every picture was perfect, as natural as life, almost, to the eye, and I seemed to have followed the Master throughout his pilgrimage on earth, and shared in the joy of his victory over the grave, on that bright Easter morning; and seem to see the Risen-Christ idea clearer and better than ever before.

Waldo Pondray Warren.

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