In a word, Armageddon is the combination of three different words, Armenia--Garden--Eden: Armageddon. So the final battle will be fought in Armenia. The nation with the greatest part will have the greatest future. As man fell from grace in Armenia, man will be restored to peace and holiness in Armenia. And before that peace, holiness, and restoration come, the greatest battle will be fought in Armenia. After the fall of man, disgrace and curse went forth from Armenia; so prosperity and blessings will come forth from Armenia. As the first battle in the world was fought in Armenia, between Cain and Abel, and the other battles followed, so the last battle will be fought in Armenia, and the universal peace will come out of it. As the first martyrdom in the world was in Armenia, so the last and greatest martyrdom will be in Armenia. And from the blood of Armenian martyrs everlasting happiness will follow to all nations. And the kingdom of Christ will be established throughout the world. X. POEMS ON THE ARMENIAN QUESTION. [From the New York Independent, by special permission.] LORD SALISBURY. By the Rev. T. S. Perry. "Oh! for a year, a month, a day of Oliver Cromwell."--The Independent. "What Lord Salisbury seems to lack is a little Cromwellian courage."--A Speaker in City Temple, London. 1. Oh! for an hour of Cromwell, For a leader brave and grand To guide the wrath, and point the path, Of a mighty Christian land! To heed the cry of innocent blood, To blush for the world's disgrace, With hand to deal a blow of steel In the murderous Moslem's face! 2. Alas! for a leader heedless While massacred villages flame, Unmoved by shrieks of maidenhood At wrong too foul for name! Strong to throttle the feeble, Feeble to beard the strong, With eye o'er-meek, and blanching cheek,-- How long, O Lord, how long? 3. And women cover their faces, And men are fain to hiss. Cromwell's head upon Temple Bar Were a leader better than this! And heaven grows black with horror, And earth grows red with wrong, And martyrs cry from earth and sky, How long, O Lord, how long? Orange Park, Florida. DEUS VULT. By Allen Eastman Cross. "It is time that one general shout of execration--not of men, but of deeds--one general shout of execration, directed against deeds of wickedness, should rise from outraged humanity."--Gladstone's Armenian address at Chester. No tomb of death shall be our guest Wherein the Lord of Life may rest. No empty sepulcher of stone Across the world makes bitter moan, But Christian hearts that break and bleed For our avenging pity plead. O brothers, for our brothers' sake Let the crusading spirit wake! O Christian England, 'tis the Christ By Moslem hands is sacrificed!