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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN.
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rangcment of Livor, Bowels and Kidneys.
SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER.
Bad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the
nam is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for
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the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy,
with considerable loss of memory, accompanied
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which ought to have been done * a slight, dry cough
and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often
mistaken for consumption; the patient complains
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feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation
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INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS,
AMERICUS, GEORGIA; SATURDAY, OCTOBER 14, 1882.
TABERNACLE SERMONS.
BY REV. T. DeWITT TALMAGE
THE PRODIGAL SON.
Luke xv., 18: “I will arise and go to my
father.”
I take another lesson from the inex
haustible parable of the Prodigal Son,
and every time I preach on any part of
this parable I feel as though I were
only dipping a chalice into an ocean.
It is nearly fourteen years since I be
gan to preach the Gospel of Jesus
Christ in this place, and some may
have wondered why vast multitudes
have come here,and why still they come
Sabbath morning by Sabbath morning,
and Sabbath night by Sabbath night.
I believe it is because they want the
old Gospel, the Gospel 1,800 years old,
the Gospel 0,000 years old, an intima
tion of it given at the Garden of Eden,
and that there are so many people who
want their sorrows comforted by this
Gospel, and so many people who are
down in sin who want to get rid of their
iniquities, and so they come year alter
year to receive the meisage. There is
nothing like hunger to take the ,nergy
out of a man. A hungry man can toil nei
ther with pen nor hand nor foot. There
has been many an army defeated not so
much for lack of ammunition as for
lack of bread. It was that fact that
took the fire out of this young man of
the text. Storm aud exposure will
wear out any man’s life in time, but
hunger makes quick work. The most
awful cry ever heard on earth is theory
for bread. A traveler tells us in Asia
Minor there are trees which bear fruit
looking very much like the long bean
of our time. It is called the carab.
Once in a while the people, reduced to
destination, would eat these carabs.but
generally the carabs, the beans spoken
of here in the text, were thrown only
to the swine, and they crunched them
with great avidity. Rut this young
man of my text could not even get them
without stealing them. So one day,
amid the swine troughs, he begins to
soliloquize. He says: “These are no
clothes for a rich man’s son to wear;
this is no kind of business for a Jew to
be engaged in, feeding swine; I’ll g t
home; I’ll go home; I will arise aud go
to my father.” I know there are a
great many people who try to throw a
fascination, a romance, a halo, about
sin, but notwithstanding all that, Lord
Byron and George Sand have said in
regard to it, it is a mean,low, contemp
tible business, and putting food and
fodder into the troughs of a heard of
iniquities that root and wallow in the
soul of man is a very poor business for
men and women intended to be sons
and daughters of the Lord Almighty,
and wheh this young man resolved to
go home it was a very wise thing lor
him to do, and the only question is,
whether we will follow him. Satan
promises large wages if we will serve
him; but he clothes his victims with
rags, and he pinches them with hunger
and when they start out to do better he
sets after them all the bloodhounds of
he.). Satan comes to us to-day and he
promises all luxuries and emoluments
if we will only serve him. Liar, down
with thee to the pit! “The wages of
sin is death.” O! the young man of
the text was wise when he uttered the
resolution, “I will arise amt go to my
father.” In the time ofMary, the per
secutor, a persecutor came to a Chris
tian woman who had hidden in her
house for the Lord’s sake one of Christ’s
servants, and the persecutor said:
“Where is that heretic?” The Chris
tian woman said: “You open that
trunk and you will see that heretic.”
The persecutor opened the trunk, and
on the top of the linen of the trunk he
saw a glass. He said: “There is no
heretic here.” “Ah!” she said, “you
look in the glass and you will see the
heretic.” As I look up the mirror of
God’s word to-day, I would that, in
stead of seeing the prodigal of the text,
we might see ourselves—our want, our
wandering, our sin, our lost condition,
so that we might be as wise as this
young man was and say, “I will arise
and go to my father.” The resolution
of this text was formed in a disgust at
his present circumstances. If this
young man had been by his employer
set to cultivating flowers, or training
vines over an arbor, or keeping account
of tlie pork market, or overseeing other
laborers, he would not have thought of
going home. If he had had his pockets
fall of money, if he had been able to
say, “I have a thousand dollars now of
my own, what’s the use of my going
back to my father’s house? Do you
think I am going back to apologize to
tlie old man? why he would put me ou
the limits; he would not have going on
around the old place such conduct as
I have been engaged in; I won’t go
home; there is no reason why I Bhould
go home;l have plenty of money, plenty
of pleasant surroundings; why should
Igo home?” Ah! it was his pauper
ism, it was his beggary. He had to
go hi me. Some man comes and says
to me: Why do you talk about the
ruined state of the human soul? why
don’t you speak [about the progress oi
the nineteenth century, and talk of
something more exhilerating?” It is
for this reason: A man never wants the
Gospel until he realizes he is in a fam
inine struck state. Suppose I should
come to you in your home and you are
in good, sound, robust health, and
For Dyspepsia,
Costive ness,
Headache,
Chronic Diar
rhoea, Jaundice,
Imparity of the
Blood, Fever and
Ague, Malaria,
' and all Diseases
caused by De-
should begin to talk about medicines
and about how much better this medi
cine is than that, and some other medi
cine than some other medicine, and talk
about this physician and that physic
ian. After a while you would get tired,
and you would say: “I don’t want to
hear about medicines. Why do you
talk to me of physicians? I never have
a doctor.” Suppose I come into your
house and find you severely sick, and I
know the medicines that will cure you,
and I know the physician who is skil
ful enough to meet your case. You
say: “Bring on all that medicine, bring
on that physician. lam terribly sick
and I want help.” If I come to you
and you feel you are all right in body,
and all right in mind, and all right in
soul, you have need of nothing, but
suppose I have persuaded you that tlie
leprosy of sin is upon you, the worst of
all sickness. Oh! then you say “Bring
me that balm of the Gospel, bring me
that divine medicament,bring me Jesus
Christ.” “But,” says someone in the
audience, “how do you know that we
are in a ruined condition bv sin?”
Well, I can prove it in two ways, and
yon may have your choice. I can prove
it either by the statement of men or by
the statement of God. Which shall it
be? You all sav, “Let us have the
statement of God.” Well, He says in
one place, “The heart is deceitful above
all things and desperately wicked.”
He says in another place, “What is
man that he should be clean? and he
which is born of woman,that he should
be righteous?” He says in another
place: “There is none that doeth good,
no, not one.” He says in another
place: “As by one man sin entered into
the world, and death by sin, and so
death passed upon all men, for that all
had sinned.” “Well,” you say, “I
am willing to acknowledge that, but
why should I take the particular rescue
that you propose?” This is the reason:
“Except a man be born again lie cannot
see the kingdom of God.” This is tlie
reason: “There is one name given un
der heaven among men whereby they
may be saved.” Then there are a
thousand voices here ready to say:
“Well, I am ready to accept this help
of the Gospel; I would like to have this
divine cure; how shall 1 go to work.”
Let me say that a mere whim, an un
defined longing amount to nothing,
lou must have a stout, a tremendous
resolution like this young man of tlie
text when lie said: “I will arise and go
to my father.” “Oh,” says some man
“how do I know my father wants me?
how do I know, if I go hack, I would
be received?” “Oh,” says some man,
“you don’t know where I have been;
you don’t know liovv far I have wan
(lcrtnl, rx7 w-tt'.K?u*t talK XTTax way iu
me if you knew all tlie iniquities I have
committed.” What is that flutter
among tlie angels of God? What is
that horseman running witli quick dis
patch? It is news, it is news! Christ
has found the lost.
Nor angels can their joy contain
But kindle with new fire.
Tlie sinner lost is found, they sing,
And strike the sounding lyre,”
When Napoleon talked of going into
Italy, they said, “You can get there. If
you knew what the Alps were, you
wouldn’t talk about it or think of it.
You can’t get your amunition wagons
over the Alps.” Then Napoleon rose
in his stirrups, and, waving his hand
toward the mountains, he said, “There
shall be no Alps!” That wonderful
pass was laid out which lias been the
wonderment of all the years since—the
wonderment of all engineers. And you
tell me there are such mountains of sin
between your soul and God, there is no
mercy. Then I see Christ waving His
hands toward the mountains. I hear
Him say, “I will come over the moun
tains of thy sin and the hills of thine
iniquity ” There shall be no Pyren
nese; there shall be no Alps.
Again: I notice that this resolution
of the young man of the text was found
ed in sorrow at his misbehavior. It
was not mere physical plight. It was
grief that he had so maltreated his
father. It is a sad thing after a father
has done everything for a child to have
that child be ungrateful.
How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is,
To have a thankless child.
That is Shakespeare. “A foolish
son is the heaviness of his mother.”
That is the Bible. “Well, my friends,
have not some of us been cruel prodi
gals? Have we not maltreated our
Father? And such a Father! Three
times a day has He fed thee. He lias
poured sunlight into the day and at
night kindled up all the street-lamps of
heaven. With what varieties of ap
proval He hath clothed ’ thee for the
seasons. Whose eye watches thee?
Whose hand defends thee? Whose
heart sympathizes with thee? Who
gave you your children? Who is
guarding your loved ones departed?
Such a Father! So loving, so kind.
If He had been a stranger; if lie had
forsaken us; if He had flagellated us; if
He had pounded us and turned us out
of doors on the commons, it would not
have been so wonderful—our treatment
of Him; but He is a Father, so loving,
so kind, and yet liovv many of us for
our wanderings have never apologized.
If we Bay anything that hurts our
friend’s feelings, if we do anything that
hurts the feelings of those in whom we
are interested, how quickly we apolo
gize. We can hardly wait until we
get pen and paper to write a letter of
apology. llow easy it is lor any one
who is intelligent, right-hearted, to
write an apology, or make an apology.
We apologize for wrongs done to our
fellows., but some of tis perhaps have
committed ten thousand times ten thou
sand wrongs against God and never
apologized.
I remark still further, that this reso
lution of tho text was founded in a feel
ing of homesickness. I do not know
how long this young man, how many
months, how many years lie had been
away from liis father’s house, but there
is something about the reading of my
text that makes me think he was home
sick. Some of you know what that
feeling is. Faraway from home some
times. surrounded by everything bright
and pleasant—plenty of friends—you
have said: “I would give the world to
be home to-night?” Well, this young
man was homesick for his father’s
house. I have no doubt when he
thought of his father’s house, lie said:
“Now, perhaps father may not be liv
ing.” We read nothing in this story—
this parable founded on every day life
—we read nothing about the mother.
It says nothing about going home to
her. I think she was dead. I think
she had died of a broken heart at his
wanderings, or, perhaps, he had gone
into dissipation, from the fact that he
could not remember a loving and sym
pathetic mother. A man never gets
over having lost bis mother. Nothing
said about her, but lie is homesick for
his father’s house. He thought he
would just like to go atid walk around
the old place. He thought he would
just like to go and see if things were as
they used to be. Many a man after
having been off a long while has gone
home and knocked at tfie door and a
stranger lias come. It is the old home
stead, but a stranger comes to the door.
He finds out father is gone, and mother
is gone, and brothers and sisters all
gone. 1 think this young man of the
text said to himself, “Perhaps father
may be dead.” Still, he starts to find
out. He is homesick. Are there any
here to-day homesick for God, home
sick for heaven? A. sailor, after having
been long on the sea, returned to his
father’s house, and his mother tried to
persuade him not to go away again.
She said, “Now you had better stay
at home. Don’t go away. We don’t
want you to go. You will have it a
great deal better here.” But it made
him angry. The night before lie went
away again to sea, he heard his mother
praying in the next room, and that made
him more angry. He went far out on
the sea, and a storm came up and lie
was ordered to very perilous duty, and
he ran up tlie ratlines, and amid the
shrouds of tlie ship lie heard the voice
that lie had heard in tlie next room.
He tried to whistle it off, lie tried to
rally his courage; but he could not si
lence that voice lie had heard in the
next room, and there in tlie storm and
i.liu iltu 1.0 •">.l ■ ufl Lard 1 wbnf. a
wretch 1 have been, what a wretch I
am. Help me just now, Lord God.”
And I thought in this assemblage to
day there may be some who may have
the memory of a father’s petition, or a
mother’s prayer pressing mightily upon
the soul, and that this hour they may
make the same resolution I find in my
text, saying: “1 will arise and go to my
father.” A lad at Liverpool went out
to bathe; went out into the sea, went
out too far, got beyond his depth and
he floated far away. A ship bound for
Dublin came along and took him on
board. Sailors ate generally very gen
erous fellows, and one gave him a cap,
and another gave him a jacket and an
other gave him shoes. A gentleman
passing along on the beach at Liver
pool found the lads clothes and took
them home, and the father was heart
broken, the mother was heart-broken,
at the loss of their child. They had
heard nothing from him day after day,
and they ordered the usual mourning
for the sad event. But the lad took
ship from Dublin and arrived in Liver
pool the very day the garments arrived-
He knocked at the door, the father was
overjoyed and the mother was overjoyed
at the return of their lost son. Oh, my
friends, have you waded out too deep?
Have you waded down into sin? Have
you waded from the shore? Will you
come back? When you come back will
you come in the rags of yonr sin, or
will you come robed in the Saviour’s
righteousness? I believe the latter. Go
home to your God to-day. He is wait
ing for you. Go home!
But I remark the characteristic of
this resolution was, it was immediate
ly put into execution. The contis.
says “he arose and came to his father.”
The trouble in nine hundred and ninety
nine times out of a thousand is that our
resolutions amount to nothing, because
we make them for some distant time.
If I resolve to become a Christian next
year, that amounts to nothing at all.
If I resolve to become a Christian to
morrow, that amounts to uothiug at all.
If I resolve at the service to-night to
‘become a Christian, that amounts to
nothing at all. If I resolve after I go
home to-day to yield my heart to God,
that amounts to nothing at all. The
only kind of resolution that amounts to
anything is the resolution that is im
mediately put into execution. There
is a man who had tho typhoid fever, ho
said: “O! if 1 could get over this ter
rible distress; if this fever should de
part; if I could be restored to health, I
would all the rest of my life servo God.”
Tho fever departed. He got well
enough to walk around thel 1 >ck. He
got well enough to go over to New
York atid attend to business. He is
well to-day—as well as he ever was.
Where is the broken vow? There is
a man who said long ago: “If I
could life to the year 1882, by that
time I will have my business matters
all arranged, and 1 will have time to
attend to religion, and I will be a good,
thorough, consecrated Christian. The
year 1882 has come. January, Febru
ary, March, April, May, June, July,
August, September—three-fourths of
the year gone. Where is your broken
vow? “Oh,” says some men, “I’ll
attend to that when I get my character
fixed up, when I can get over my evil
habits, I am now given to strong
drink;” or, says the man,“ I am given
to dishonesty. When I get over my
present habits,then I’ll boa thorough
Christian.” My brother, you will get
worse and worse, until Christ takes
you in hand. “Not the righteous,
sinners Jesus came to call.” Oh, but
you say, “I agree with you in all that,
but I must put it off a little longer.”
Do you know there were many who
came just as near as you are to the
kingdom of God and never entered it?
I was this summer at Easthampton
and I went into the cemetery to look
around, and in that cemetery there are
twelve graves side by side—the graves
of sailors. This crew, some years ago,
in a ship went into the breakers at
Amaganset, about three miles away.
My brother, then preaching at East
hampton, had been at the burial.
These men of the crew came very near
being saved. The people from Amag
anset saw the vessel, and they shot
rockets, and they sent ropes from the
shore, and these poor fellows got into
the boat, and they pulled mightily for
the shore, but just before they got to
the shore, the rope suapped and the
boat capsized aud they were lost, their
bodies afterward washed upon the
beach, 0! what a solemn day it
was—l have been told of it by my
brother—when these twelve men lay
at the foot of the pulpit and he read
over them the funeral service. They
came very near shore—within shouting
distance of the shore, yet did not
arrive on solid land. There are some
men who come almost ta the shore
of God’s mercy, but not quite, not
quite. To be only almost saved is to
be lost.
I will tell you of two prodigals—the
one that got back and tho other that
did not get back. In Richmond, Ya.,
there is a very prosperous and beauti
ful home in many respects. A young
man wandered off from the home, lie
wandered very far into sin. They
heard of him after, but lie was always
on the wrong track. He would not go
home. At the door of that beautiful
homo one night, there was a great out
cry, The young man of the house ran
down and opened the door to see what
was the matter. It was midnight.
Tlie rest of tlie family were asleep.
Thare were the wife and the children
of this prodigal young man. Tlie
fact was lie had come home and driven
them out. He said, S'Out of this
l,Awaj, -.m, *3children l I
will dash their brains out. Out into
the storm!” The mother gathered
them up and fled. The next morning
the brother, the young man who had
stayed at home, went out to find this
prodigal brother and soil, and he came
where he was, and saw the young man
wandering up and down in front of the
place where lie had been staying, and
the young man who had kept liis
integrity said to the older brother.
“Here what does all this mean? What
is the matter with you? Why do you
act in this way?” The prodigal looked
at him and said: “Who am I? Who
do you take me to be?” He said:
“You are my brother.” “No, I am
not. I am a Irate. Have yoi seen
anything of my wife and children?
Are they dead? I drove them out
last night in the storm. lam a brute.
John do you think there is any help
for me? Do you think I will ever get
over this life of dissipation?” He s rid,
“John, there is just one thing that
will stop this.” The prodigal ran his
fingers across his throat and said:
“That will stop it, and I’ll stop it
before night. Oh! my brain; I can
stand it no longer.” That prodigal
never got home. But I will tell you
of a prodigal that dil get home. In
England two young men started from
their father’s house and went down
to Portsmouth —I have been there—a
beautiful seaport. Some of you have
been there. The father cell'd not
pursue his children—'for some reason
he could not leave home—and so he
wrote a letter down to Mr. Griffin,
saying:
“Mr. Griffin, I wish you would go
and see my two sons. They have
arrived in Portsmouth, and there they
are going to take ship, and going away
from home. I wish you would pur
suade them back.
Mr. Griffin went and tried to pur
suade them back. He persualed one
to go. He went with very easy pur
suasion, because he was very homesick
already. The other young man said,
“I will not go. I have had enough of
home. I’ll never go home.” “Well,”
said Mr. Griffin, “then, if you won’t
go home, I’ll get you a respectable
position on a respectable ship.” “No
you won’t,” said the prodigal; “no you
won’t. lam going to be a private
sailor; as a common sailor; that will
plague my father most, and what will
do most to tantalize and worry him
will please me best.” Years passed
on and Mr. Griffin was seated in his
study one day when a messenger came
to him saying there is a young man in
irons on a ship at the dock—a young
man condemned to death—who wished
to see this clergyman. Mr. Griffin
went down to the dock and went on
shipboard. The young man said to
him: “You don’t know me, do you?”
“No,” he said, “I don’t know you.”
“Why, don’t you remoinber that
young man you tried to persuade to go
home and he wouldn’t go?” “0! yes,”
said Mr, Griffin, “are yon that man?”
„Yes, 1 a-n that man,” said tho other.
DOLLARS PER ANNUM.
“I would like to have you pray for
me. I have committed murder, aud I
must die; but I don’t want to go out
of this world until someone prays for
me. You are my lather’s friend, and
I would like to have you pray for me.”
Mr. Griffin went from judicial authority
to judicial authority to get the young
man’s pardon. He slept not night
nor day. He went from influential
person to influential person, nntil in
some way he got that young man’s
pardon. He came down on the dock,
and as he arrived on the dock with the
pardon the father came. He had
heard that his son, under a disguised
name, had been committing crime and
was going to be put to death. So Mr.
Griffin and the father went on ship’s
deck, and at tho very moment Mr.
Griffin offered the pardon to theyonng
man, the old father threw his arms
around the son’s neck and the sou
said: “Father. I have done very wrong
and lam sorry, I wish I had never
broken your heart. lam very sorry.”
“Oh!” said the father, “don’t mention
it. It won’t make any difference now.
It is all over. I forgive you, my son.”
and he kissed him and kissed him ard
kissed him. To-day I offer yon the
pardon of the Gospel—full pardon,
free pardon. Ido not care what your
crime has been. Though you say you
have committed a crime against God,
against your own soul, against your
fcllovv-man, against your family,
against the day of judgment, against
the cross of Christ—whatever yonr
crime has been here is pardon, full
pardon, and the very moment you take
that pardon your Heavenly Father
throws His arms around about you
and says: “My son, I forgive you.
It is all right. You are as much in
My favor now as if you had never sin
ned.” “Oh! there re joy on earth and
joy in heaven. Who will take the
Father’s embrace?
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