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DR. TALMAGE’S SERMOsfo; The Eminent Divine's Sunday Discourse. ■ “Writing In Duet” the SutUeet—A Denim- elution of Hypocrisy—The Injustice of Condemning In Woman Sins That Are Overlooked In Man. Text: “Jesus stooped dotrn »nd with His Augers wrote on the ground.’’—John mi., e. You must take your shoes* off and put on the especial slippers provided at the door if you would enter the Mohammedan mosnue, which stands now where once stood Herod’s temple, the sooneof my text. Solomon’s temple had stood there, but Nebuchadnezzar had thundered it down. Zerubbabel’s temple had stood there, but had been prostrated. Now we take ohr E laces In a tern pie that Herod built, because e was fond of groat architecture, and he wanted the preceding temples to seem in- significant. Tut eight or ten modern ca thedrals together, und they would not equal that structure. It covered nineteen acres. There were marble pillars support ing roofs of cedar, and silver tables, on which stood golden cups, and there were carvings exquisite, and inscriptions re splendent, glittering balustrades and orna mented gateways. •In that stupendous pile of pomp and magnificence sat Christ, and a listening throng stood nbout Him when a wild dis turbance took place. A group of men are pulling ami pushing along a woman who had committed a crime against society. When they have brought her in front of Christ, they ask that He sentence her to death by stoning. They*are a critical, merciless, disingenuous crowd. They want to get Christ Into controversy and public reprehension. If Ho say “Lot her die,” they will charge Him with cruelty. If He let hergothey will charge Him with being in complicity with wickedness. Which ever way He does, they would howl at Him. Then occurs a scene which hap not been sufficiently regarded, He leaves the loungo or bench on which He was sitting, and goes down on one knee, or both knees, and with the forefinger of His right hand He begins to write in the dust of the floor, word after word. But they were not to be diverted or hindered. They kept on de manding that He settle this case of trans gression, until He looked up and told them they might themselves begin the woinau’s assassination, if the complainant who hud never done uuythlng wrong himself would open the fire, “flo ahead, but be sure that the man who flings the first missile is im maculate.'’ Then He resumed writing with His finger nail In the dust of the floor, word after word. Instead of looking over His shoulder to see what He had written, the scoundrels skulked away. Finally, the whole place is clear of pursuers, antag onists and plaintiffs, and when Christ has finished this strange ohtrography in the dust He looks up and finds the woman all alone. The prisoner is the only ono of the court room left, the judges, the police, the prose outing attorney having cleared out. Christ is victor, and He says to the woman: “Where are the persecutors in this case? are they all gone? Then I discharge you: go aud sin no more.” I have wondered what Christ wrote on the ground. For do you realize that this is the only time that He ever wrote at all? I know that Eusebius says that Christ once wrote a letter to Abgarus, the King of Edessa, but there is no good evidence of such a correspond ence. The wisest Doing the world ever saw, and the One who had moro to sny than anyone whoever lived, never writing n book or a chapter or a paragraph or a word on parchment. Nothing but tho lit erature of the dust, and one sweep of a brush or one breuth of a wind obliterated It forever. Amoug all the rolls of the volumes of the first library founded ut Thebes there was not one scroll of Christ. Among the books of the Alexandrian Library, which, by tho infamous decree of Caliph Omar, were used us fuel to heat the baths of the olty, not ode sentence hud Christ pennod. Among an the infinitude of volumes now standing In the libraries of Edinburgh, the British Museum, or Berlin, or Vienna, or the learned repositories of all nations, not one word written directly by tho ttngof of Christ. All that He ever wroto He wrote in <lg£t, uncertain, shifting dust. My text says Ho stooped down and wrote -on the ground. Htundlng straight up a man might write ou the ground with astaljf, but If with His fingers He would write In the dust He must bend clear ovqr. Aye, He must get at least on one knee, or He can not write on the ground. Be not surprised that He stooped down, His whole life was a stooping down, Stooping down from castlo to bam. Stooping down from celestial homage to monocratio jeer. From resi dence above tho stars to where a star had to * fall to designate His landing-place. From Heaven’s front door to the world’s back. gate. From writing In round and silvered letters of constellation und galaxy on the blue scroll of Heaven to writing on the ground in the dust which the feet In the crowd had left In Herod’s temple. Christ came down from the highest Heaven to the broiling of fish for His own breakfast, on tho banks of the lake. From emblazoned chariots of eternity to tho saddle of a mule’s back. From tho hom- ago cherubic, seraphic, archangollc, to the paying of sixty-two and a half cents of tax to Cmsar. From the deathless country to a tomb built to hide human dissolution. The uplifted wave of Galilee was high, but He had to come down before, with His feet, Ho could touch it, and the whirlwind that arose above the billow was higher yet, but He had to come down before with His lip He could kiss it into quiet. Bethlehem a stooping down. Nazareth a stooping down. Death between two burglars a stooping down. Yes, it was in consonance with humiliations that wont before uni self- abnegations that came after, when on that memorable day in Herod’s temple He stooped down aud wrote on tho ground. Whether the words He was writing were In Greek or Latin or Hebrew, I cannot say, for He knew all those languages. But He is still stooping down, and with His finger writing on the ground; in the winter in letters of crystals, lu tho spring in letters •of flowers, in summer in golden letters ol harvest, in autumn in letters of fire or fall en leaves. How it would sweeten up and •enrich and emblazon this world, could wo see Christ’s caligraphy all over it. This world was not fiung out into spaoo thou sands of years ago, aud thou left to look out for itself. It is still under tho Divine care. CLrist never for a half second takes His hand off of it. or it would soon be a ship wrecked world, a defunct world, an obso lete world, an abandoned world, a dead world. “Let there bo light,” was said at the beginning. And Christ stands under tho wintry skies and says, let there be snow flakes to enrich the earth; and under the clouds of spring ami says, come ye blos soms and make redolent the orchards; and in September, dips the branches in the vat of beautiful colors, and swings them Into tho hazy air. No whim of mine is this. “Without Him was not anything made that was made.” Christ writing on the ground. If you could seo Ills hand in all the pass ing seasons, how it would illumine the world! All verdure and foliage would be allegoric, and again we would hour Him say, as of old, “Consider tho lilies of the field, how they grow;’’ and we would not hear the whistlo of a quail or the cawing of a raven or the roundelay of a brown- thresher, without saying, “Behold the fowls of the air, they gather not in barns, yet your Heavenly Father feedeth them;” and a Dominie hen of tho barnyard could not cluck for her brood, but wo would hear Christ saying, as of old, “How often would I have gathered thy cblldreu together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings;” and through the rodolGnt hedges we would hear Christ saying, “I am the rose of Hhnron;” we could not dip the sea soning from tha salt-cellar without think- ol the divine suggestion, “Ye are the it of the earth, but If the salt hath lost Its savor, It is fit for nothing but to.be cost out and trodden under foot of mau.” But when Christ stooped down and wrote on the ground, what did He write? The Pharisees did not stop to examine. The cowards, whipped of their own con sciences, fled pell mell. Nothing will flay a man like an aroused conscience. Dr. Stevens, In his ^History of Methodism,” says that when the Bov. Benjamin Abbott* of olden times, was preaching, he ex- clalmed: “For aught I know there may be a murderer in this house,” and a man rose from the assemblage and stnrted for the door and bawled alqud, confessing to a murder he had committed fifteen years before. And no wonder thoso Pharisees, reminded of their sins, took to their heels. Bat what did Christ write on tho ground? Tho Bible does not state. Yet ns Christ never wrote anything except that once you cannot blame us for wanting to know what He really did write. But I am cer tain He wrote nothing trivial or nothing unimportant. And will you allow me to say that I think I know what Ho wrote on the ground? I judge from the circum stances. He might have written other things, but kneeling there in the Temple, surrounded by a pack of hypocrites who were a self-appointed constabulary, and having In Its presence a persecuted woman, who evidently was very penitent for her sins, I am sure He wrote two words, both of thorn graphic and tremendous and re verberating. And the one word was “hypocrisy” and the other word was “for giveness.” Yes, I think that ono word written on the ground that dav .by tho finger of Christ was tho awful word hypocrisy. What pretensions to sanctity are the part of those hypocritical Pharisoosl When the fox begins to pray look out for your chick ens. One of tho cruel magnates of olden times was going to excommunicate one L of the martyrs, apd he began in the usuatxy. EUROPE**! DAILY - BhCAD? form—“In the name of GtA^Amen.' “Stopl” soys tho mnrtyr, “tlon’^^^jn the nun’ o of God! 1 ” Yet how in ft ruffes are praotlcod under the garb o”ell*lon and sanctity! When In synods nnd con ferences, ministers of tho Gospel are abont to say something unbrothurly and un kind about a mttmber, they almost alwuys begin by being ostentatiously pious, the venom ol tlielr assault corresponding to the heavenly lluvor of the proludo. About to devour n reputntion they sny grace before meat. But I am suro there wns another word In thut dust. From her entire manner I am sure that arralgnod woman was ro- f iontant. She made no apology, and Christ u nowise belittled her sin. But her sup plicatory behavior and her tours moved Him, and whoa He stooped down to write on the grouud Hu wrote that mighty, that lmperlul word, forgiveness. When on Blunt God wroto the law, He wrote It with linger of lightning on tables of stone, each word out as by a chisel Into the hunt granite surface. But when He writes tho olfeuce of this woman Be writes It In dust so that It aan bo easl’y rubbed out, and when she ropents of It—oh, He wns a merciful Chrlstl I was rending of a legend thut Is told In the fnr East about Him. Ho was walking through the streets of a olty and He suw n crowd around u dead dog. Aud oue man sntd: “What a loath some object Is that dogl” "Yes,” said an other, “Ills ears arc mauled and bleeding.’’ "Yen,” said another, “ovon his hide would not be of apy use to the tanner.” “Yes,” said another, “the odor of his ourcass Is dreadful." Then Christ, Btnndlug theta, said: “But pearls cannot equal the white ness of his tooth.” Then the people, moved by the idea that anyone could find any thing ploasunt concerning tho dead dog, said: “Why, this must be Jesus ol Naza- rethl" Boproved aud convicted, they went away. But while I speak of Christ of the text, His stooping down writing In the dust, do not think I underrate the literature of the dust. It Is tho most tremendous of all llteraturu. It Is the grandest of all libra ries. When Bayard exhumed Nineveh he was only opening the door of Its mighty dust. The excavations of Fbmpell have only boon tho unolasplng of the lids of n nation's dust. Oh! this mighty literature of tho dnst: Whore aro the remains of Sennacherib and Attlln and Epamlnondaa nnd Tamerlane nnd Trajan and Philip o( Hncedon and Julius Csesiir? - Dustl Where an the guests who danced the doors of the Alham bra or tho Persian palaces of Ahaauerus? Dost! Whore are the mnslolan* who played, or the orators who wpoke, and toe sculptors who ohlsled, and Iho architects who built, In nil tho centuries exoept on* own? Dustl Where are tho most of the books that onoe ontranoed the-worid? Dustl Pliny wrote twenty books of his tory: all lost. The most of Menander's writings lost. Of one hundred and thirty comedies of Plautus, nil gone but twenty, Eurlpldos wroM a hundred dramas, all gone but ntnetfln. Eschylus wrote a hun dred dramas, nil gonn but sovon. Quin tilian wroto Ills favorite book on the cor ruption of eloquonce, till lost. Thirty books of Tacitus lost. Dion Cassius wrote eighty hooks, only twenty rotnaln. Bero- slus's history all lost. Where there Is one living hook there are a thousand dead books. Ohl this mighty literature of the dust. It Is not so wonderful, uftor all, that Christ ch090, Instead of an Inkstand, the Impres sionable sand on tho door of an anolont temple, nnd, Instead of u hard pen, put forth His foreflnger, with the snme kind of nerve aud muscle and hone and desh as that whloh makes up our own forefinger, and wrote tho awful doom of hypocrisy, and full aud complete torglvoiuna for re pentant sinners, even the worst. We talk about tho ocean of Christ's meruy. Put four ships upon that ocean and h;t them sail out In opposite directions for a thou sand years, nnd seo If they can dnd the shore of the ocean,of the divine mercy. Let them sail to the north and .the south and the east and the west, nnd then after tho thousand years of vogngo lot them come back and they will report “No shore, no shore to the ocean of God's mercyl" And now I eau believe that which I read, how that a mother kept burning n caudle in tho window every night for ten years, and ono night, very late, a poor waif on tho street entered. The aged wotnun said to her, “Sit down by tho lire,” and tho stranger said, “Why do you keep that light In the window?” The aged woman said, “That Is to light my wayward daughter when sho ruturns. Since sho went uway, ten years ago, my hair has turned white. Folks blame me for worrying about her, but you sue I am her mother, and sometimes, half a dozen times a night, I open the door and look out into tho'darkness and cry, 'Liz zie! 'Lizzie!' But I must not tell you any more about my trouble, for I guess, from the way you cry, you have trouble enough of your own. Why, how cold and stok you seeml Oh, myl can it be? Yes, you aro Lizzie, my own lost child! Thunk God that you aro home again!” And what a time ol rejoicing there was In that house that night. And Christ again stooped down, and In the ashes of that hearth, now lighted up, not more by tho great biazlng logs than bythojoyofu reunited household, wrote tho same liberating words that had been written more than eighteen hundred years ago lnthe dust of the Jerusalem temple. Forgiveness! A word broad enough and high enough te let pass through It all the armies of Heaven, a million abreast, on white horses,.nostril to nostril, Hank to flank. Belief Needed In Spain. Countess de Casa Valencia, wife of the former Spanish Ambassador to Great Britain, appeals through tho London papers for contributions to her fund for the Spanish sick and wounded. She says: "There ore many thousands lying in t hospitals at San Sebastian, Las Palmas, Santiago de Cuba nndHuuntanamo without bandagos or lint or even beds to sleep upon, owing to Inade quate funds. And there are many widows and orphnns who nre In most urgent need of relief.” What War With Spate Meant to the Teas pie of Many Co an tries. The lesson of their dependence upon the United States (or bread has recently been impressed upon the people of Europe. It iB made the subject of a letter to the Department of StaUs by Consul-General Du Bois at St, Gail. “Until to-day,” Mr. Dn Boia writes, “the natives little comprehend ed how much they depended on Amer ica for their daily bread, and tho ex perience of the past thirty days lina opened wide their eyes to the signifi cant truth that in America is looated their reliable and faithful source oi supplies. This revelation is now teaching the masses every morning, noon and night how essential America is to the welfare and happiness of Europe; for where and when brend is high aad wages low thore can ho but little hope and oomfort. "This does not depend so much upon the amount of breadBtuffs Amer ica sends regularly to Europe ns it does upon the fact that nearly always in years of groat crop failures, the United States has usually held the balanoe of power so far as broadstud resources were concerued, and in each instance oni position and supply have determined tho oost of the European loaf of bread, which means the corn- forty and weal of the masses; for in “ po bread and potatoes furnish i ninety per cent, of the nourish ment of the laboring class, , “The people of Switzerland are great bread edtera, but not much of their bread is made from United State* flour. Seventy per' cent, of the wheat consumed ip Switzerland comes from Busaia. Out of a total of 7,767,, 043 hundredweights imported into Switzerland mat year, Russia sent 4,- 805,040 hundredweights ana the United Stptes only 628,340 hundred weights. Bnt notwithstanding this fact, the ohief topic of conversation novus: What is the supply of Ameri- osnwheat? What will be the effeot of the war ou the price of it? And, most important of all, what will be the, oost of a loaf of bread made ont olft? “Within two daya European shiest rose from $5,40 to $5.88 a centner (110 pounds), And American wheat rose from $5.0\ to $5.68 per centner. In a very short time the oomnjon bread (half white flour), largely used hy the masses, rose from four oents to five and one-half cents per pound. When the honest laborer gets forty oents a day and he finds his loaf of bread suddenly increase in price about twenty-five per cent, he stops to think how it has happened; and when he learns that it in, because Eu rope cannot get American wheal at the usual price, he begins to realize what an effective andjimportant part Amer ica is playing in hip daily life. “As seen above, the amvat of wheat that the Uniffed§tatesfurnishes to Switzerland is not largo—not one- fifth what it should be; but, iu spite of that foot, the war* sent the price of bread lip twenty-five per oent. in fhe Alpine republic, besides causing seri ous and bloody ripts in Italy; helping to put a state of sioge over all Spoilt setting the masse* of Germany grumb- Ijng, disclosing the (set (tuft 14,000,/ tjDQBusstsns are in nas£ oi bread, awakening MUoMnds ,ond Wnrsst in ow—ill bfoause As United States holds, and lot ms ay decades wifi hold, the balance of power fat b*e<g]r stuffs SL LouisXHabe-Democuk A most remarkable literary ooinoi deuce is pointed out by a writer in Literature, who sayB it would be interesting to know if Dr. Conan Doyle, before oreating “Sherlock Holmes,” had read a certain anecdote recorded .by the Jes’uit traveler Charlc voix, who died in 1761. The story is of a red Indian from whose wigwam a piece of meat hafl been stolen, and who promptly Bet ont in pursuit of the thief. He had not proceeded far be fore he met with some persons, of whom he inquired whether they had seen a little old white maii with a short gtfti, accompanied by a small dog with a short tail. Asked how he could thus minutely describe a man whom he had never seen, the Indian answered: “The thief I know is a little man by his having made a pile of stones to Btand upon in order to reach the veni- son; that he is an old man I know by bis short steps, which I have traced over the leaves in tho woods; nnd that he is a white man I know by bis turn ing out his toes when ho walks, which an Indian never does. His gun I know to be short by the mark the mnzzle made in rubbing the bark off the tree on frltioh it leaned; that his dog is small I know by his tracks;and that ho has a short tail I discovered by tho mark it made in the dust where he was sitting at the timo his master wat taking down the rheat.” 1 This certainly is so much like the ratiocination of Sherlock Holmes that It almost reads like a parody of it.— Philadelphia Press. The Death of a Featherweight Giant: Sad and regretful talk reigns in £he neighborhood of Seventeenth street and Ashland avenne over the death of Joseph Blacisvewski, who was known as the “King of Poles” in that dis trict. He was a giant,but at the time ol his death his weight was only 125 ponnds. As he Jny in his casket ol soft pine boards he measured syven feet eight inches. His death mourned not Only by his widow and 8hild, but by neighbors for many blocks around. He was very wealthy at one time, and the loss of his money helped to hasten his death.—Chicago Chronicle. Snag In Sunday-Schools. We have some pretty poor stuff in our American Sunday-school books, but they seem to be even worse off in England. Nothing quite equal to the following has attracted our notice. The lines from the chorus of a song quoted by an English exchange from a children's journal: Yos, yes, yes, oh yes; Jesus tllotl for little ones like mo. Yon say how do I know It? John fl: 1 tl*xv111 show It. That hi* word "whosoever" just moans me. —Baptist Standard. A Profitable Production. Lnoindy (rending daily papor)-"The Vesuvius npproached witliiu 600 ynrds of Morro enstle and / let go several shells loaded with 500 pottuds of gun cotton.” Farmer Hoocake—‘'YVa’al I swan, thet’s a new kind uv cotton on me, Lnoindy, but it’s bound to soli woll durin’ this bore war. I boliovo I’ll rniao a crop. Deal Tobsrco R*lt ui SaMkfi Tosr lift Away. 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Misers, anu OS-33 EFFECTED BY Gerstle’s Female Panacea. Qn. Bottle Cured Where Physician Felled. . I sold your OgnaviS'. rguatc Fanacta (Q. t. P.) th u young Indy customer whom our physician had givi" lefs, ar&toldVIfTfc UP AS I younglad: "mtLLILAND Health Restored I iho need ta entirely I was weak and in very bad health aud unublo to do my work. I used ono bottlo ol CgRSVLI'J FCM*LS PaNA- Cl* (O. r. P.) and it did ■j . JR'IHtet me more good than anything 7 n mere la any Cos* a.! ’iK- ever used. I am now In good tlveneas,, use St. Jo- lij llH- health and can do my work, ■eph’s Uver Regula-jMHh*. Mag. 8. B. CHANDLER, tor until the Bowels f™ oln ' A « become regular. Get It from your druggist, or send ue zg cente and we will aend you a package, prepaid. ' I Suffered from Change of Life. p.Wywl/e was sick for seven yen™, suffering from the Changeof Life. Wo tried everything we could get from pai< * °", t • considerable sum lor treat- mont without any good result. Wo thun begun usinff sasa^KMStfffjafsSii-S 1 ®! karfeii y0 iV r 1 ? ru, * l,t J 1 . 0 ** not , kee P » en< l ue $1.00 and will aend you i bottle, ell chargee paid. L. QBR5TLE ft CO., Chattanooga, Tenn. A -novel sort of window glass has been invented. Persons on th» in side of the house can see thrpn^h it, but it is opaque to those on the tit- side. 6°/ 0 GOLD BONDS, Payable semi-annually at the Globe Trust Company, Chicago, III. These bonds are a first mortgage upon the entire plant, including buildings, land and other property of an Industrial Company located close to Chicago. The Company has been established for many years, is well known and doing a large and increasing business. The officers of the Company are men of high reputation, esteemed for their boneBty and business ability. They have made so great a success of this business that the bonds of this Company are rarely ever offered for sale. A few of these bonds came into onr hands during the hard times from parties who had purchased them several years ago. We offer them in issues of $100.00 each for $80.00 and accrued interest. For security and a large interest rate these Industrial Bonds are recommended as being among the best. First-class bonds and securities of all kinds bought aud sold. KENDALL & WHITLOCK, BANKERS AND BROKERS y 52 Exchange Place. New York.