which adorn his style.  These are for the most part gathered from biography, the classics, and science, and of late years Dr. Watkinson has become more and more addicted to spiritualizing the aspects of modern scientific discovery.  Dr. Watkinson never reads his utterances from a manuscript.  Nor does he preach memoriter, as far as the language of his addresses is concerned.  They are always carefully thought out and are never characterized by florid diction.  His simple, strong Anglo-Saxon endears him to the people, for he is never guilty of an obscure sentence.  He is in the habit of saying, ’I have always been aware that I have no power of voice for declamation, and therefore I can only hope for success in the pulpit by originality of thought.’” He was president of the Wesleyan Conference, 1897-1898, and editor of the Wesleyan Church, 1893-1890.  He has published several volumes of sermons.

WATKINSON

BORN IN 1838

THE TRANSFIGURED SACKCLOTH[1]

[Footnote:  Printed by permission of B.P.  Button & Company from “The Transfigured Sackcloth and Other Sermons,” by W.L.  Watkinson.]

For none might enter into the king’s gate clothed with sackcloth.—­Esther iv., 2.

The sign of affliction was thus excluded from the Persian court in order that royalty might not be discomposed.  The monarch was to see bright raiment, flowers, pageantry, smiling faces only; to hear only the voices of singing men and singing women; no smatch of the abounding wormwood of life was to touch his lip, no glimpse of its we to disturb his serenity.  The master of an empire spreading from India to Ethiopia was not to be annoyed by a passing shadow of mortality.  Now, this disposition to place an interdict on disagreeable and painful things still survives.  Men of all ranks and conditions ingeniously hide from themselves the dark facts of life—­putting these aside, ignoring, disguising, forgetting, denying them.  Revelation, however, lends no sanction to this habit of passing by the tragedy of life with averted face; and in this discourse we wish to show the entire reasonableness of revelation in its frank recognition of the dark aspects of existence.  Christianity is sometimes scouted as “the religion of sorrow,” and many amongst us are ready to avow that the Persian forbidding the sackcloth is more to their taste than the Egyptian or the Christian dragging the corpse through the banquet; but we confidently contend that the recognition by Christ of the morbid phases of human life is altogether wise and gracious.