Semi-weekly Sumter Republican. (Americus, Ga.) 1875-188?, October 21, 1882, Image 1

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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN. ESTABLISHED IN 1854, \ By CHAS. W. HANCOCK, ( VOL. 18. DON'T BUY Groceries BEFORE EXAMINING mm perry’s LARGE STOCK! —AS THEY— WILL NOT BE UNDERSOLD ! On any article in tlieir line, hut propose to UNDERSELL! WILL PAY HIGHEST PRICE FOR Georgia Seed Rye i COUNTRY MERCHANTS Will find that they can huy ot us Kerosene Oil, Gun Powder, Shot and Matches ! ! For less money than they can order. GLOYEII & PERRY, sspOtf Americus, Ga. OLD BluG COMES TO THE FRONT THIS SEASON WITH DRINKS, FIXED UP IN ANY STYLE FOR TEN CENTS. OYSTERS, FISH AND GAME ON HAND AT ALL TIMES. MEALS FIXED UP IN ANY STYLE AND AT ALL TIMES—DAY' AND NIGHT. BILLIARDS 5o per game two games for 25 cts—cash. POOL 2M CENTS PER CUE-ALL CASH. Come one, come all, and see if you don’tget the best—nothing charged at these rates. Best Cigars and Tobacco Always on Hand ! BOTTLED LIQUORS ALWAY'S ON HAND IN FRONT ROOM. J. P. CHAPMAN. AGENT FOR KING’S ROYAL POWDER COMPANY, Also, PARKER’S GUN AND DREECH LOADING FIXTURES. Americus, Ga., Sept. stli, 1882. 6.2 m Miss KATE KING Invites the attention of the Ladies to her SELECT STOCK OF Millinery and Fancy Sods NOTIONS, Etc., ALL OF THE LATENT STYLES. Which she keeps on hand at all times, and at the LOWEST CASH PRICES! NEW GOODS ARRIVINC DAILY. ESTDon’t fail to Call and Examine her took before purchasing elsewhere. Miss KATE KING, PUBLIC SQUARE AMERICUS, mar3ltf Rosser & Gunnels. New Bar and Billiard SALOON. Messrs. G. S. ROSSER and P. W. GUN NELS have opened a Bar and Billiard Sa loon in the new building of llumil 8103., on Cotton Avenue, where they have a fine stock of pure Brandies. Wines and Whistles ! Also the National Drink, ANHUESER BEER, the best in the land. The best Cigars and Tobacco always on hand. Our Billiard Saloon is one of the best in the city—everything new and good. We in vite the public generally to give us a trial. In a few days our RESTAURANT will he opened, and we promise that it shall com pare with the best and be surpassed lw none. ROSSER & GUNNELS, scptstf Americus, Ga. DARBYS PROPHYLACTIC FLUID. A Household Article for Universal Family Use. For Scarlet and ■ ErarKrate*? ■ Typhoid Fcvors ■ eradicates g Diphtheria, Sali- I MALARIA. l vation ’ Ulcerated B gj Sore Throat, Small HHIHHHBHHHHBB f oz, Measles, all Contagious Diseases. Persons waiting on the Sick should use it freely. Scarlet Fever has never been known to spread where the Fluid was used. Yellow Fever has been cured with it after black vomit had taken place. The worst cases of Diphtheria yield to it. SMALL-POX and PITTING of Small Pox PREVENTED A member of my fam ily was taken with Small-pox. I used the Fluid ; the patient was not delirious, was not pitted, and was about the house again in three weeks, and no others had it. —J. W. PARK inson, Philadelphia. The physicians here use Darbys Fluid very successfully in the treat ment of Diphtheria. A. Stoi.lknwbrcjc, Greensboro, Ala. Tetter dried up. Cholera prevented. Ulcers purified and healed. In cases of Death it should be used about the corpse —it will prevent any unpleas ant smell. The eminent Phy sician, J. MARION SIMS, M. D., New York, says: “I am convinced Prof. Darbys Prophylactic Fluid is a valuable disinfectant.” FcveredandSlckPer ftons refreshed and Bed Sores prevent ed by bathing with Darbys Fluid. Impure Air made harmless and purified. For Sore Throat it is a sure cure. Contagion destroyed. For Frosted Feet, Chilblains, Piles, Chafing*, etc. Rheumatism cured. Soft White Complex ions secured by its use. j Ship Fever prevented. To purify the Breath, Cleanse the Teeth, it can't be surpassed. Catarrh relieved and cured. Erysipelas cured. Burnsrclievedinstantly. Scars prevented. Dysentery cured. Wounds healed rapidly. Scurvy cured. An Antidote for Animal or Vegetable Poisons, Stings, etc. I used the Fluid during our present affliction with Scarlet Fever with de cided advantage. It is indispensable to the sick room. Wm. F. Sand ford, Eyrie Ala. Vanderbilt University, Nashville, Tenn. I testify to the most excellent qualities of Prof Darbys Prophylactic Fluid. Asa disinfectant and detergent it is both theoretically and practically superior to any preparation with which I am ac quainted.—N. T. Luiton, Prof. Chemistry. Darbys Fluid is Recommended by Hon. Alexander H. Stephens, of Georgia • Rev. Chas. F. Deems, D.D., Church of the Strangers, N. Y.; Jos. LeConte, Columbia, Prof, University, S.C. Rev. A. J. Battle, Prof., Mercer University; Rev. Geo. F. Pierce, Bishop M. E. Church. INDISPENSABLE TO EVERY IIOME. Perfectly harmless. Used internally or externally for Man or Beast. The Fluid has been thoroughly tested, and we have abundant evidence that it has done everything here claimed. For fuller information get of your Druggist a pamphlet or send to the proprietors, J. H. ZEILIN & CO., Manufacturing Chemists, PHILADELPHIA, TUTTS PILLS A DISORDERED LIVER IS THE BANE of the present generation. It ia for the fcuro of this disease and its attendants, SICK-HEADACHE, BILIOUSNESS, DYS PEPSIA, CONSTIPATION7PII.ES, etc., that TUTTS PILLS have gained a w.orld-wide reputation. No Remedy has ever been discovered that acta so flfently on the digestive organs, giving them vigor to as eimilate food. Asa natural result, the iNervoua System is Braced, the Muscles are Developed, and the Body Robust. Cliill® and. Pover, E. RIVAL, a Planter at Bayou Sara, La., says: My plantation is in a malarial district. For several years I could not make half a crop on account of bilious diseases and chills. I was nearly discouraged when I began the use of TUTT’S PILLS. The result was marvelous: my lAborera soon became hearty and robust, and I have had no further trouble. They relieve lb© engorged Liver, cleans© the Blood from poisonous humors, and cause the bowels to act naturally, with out which no on© ean feel well. Try this remedy fhirly, and you will grain a healthy Digestion, Vigorous ISody. Pure Blood, Strong Nerves, and a Sound Liver. Price. 85Cents. Office, 35 Murray St., N. Y. TUTT’S HAIR DYE, Gray Hair or Whiskers changed to a Glossy Black by a single application of this Dye. It Imparts a natural color, and acts instantaneously. Sold by Druggists, or sent by express on receipt of One Dollar. Office, SB Murray Street, New York. (Dr. TUTTS MANUAIj of Information and. Useful Receipts I will be mailed FREE on application. / Sitters The true antidote to the effects of miasma is Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters. This medi cine is one of the most popular remedies of. an age of successful prosperity specifics, and is in immense demand wherever on this Continent fever and ague exists. A wine glasssful three times a (lay is the best possi ble preparative for encountering a malari ous atmospliers, regulating the liver, and invigorating the stomach. For sale by all Druggists and Dealers generally. THE PLACE TO TRADE I have on hand the finest stock of mmm aii ciUEsiEs in the city. Ten big cases of toys, looking like young houses, in store, and more on the road, and by Christmas tlie finest stock ot Toys will he in store that lias ever been shewn in Americus. Cigars of tlie finest qualities from a nickle to ten cents—real Havana flavor. Confectioneries the sweet est and choicest. The fruits of the Tropics, tlie most luscious and the best. A good stock of Chewing Tobacco—golden leaved. ED. ANSLEY. Americus, Ga., Sept. 20,1882. tf INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS. AMERICUS, GEORGIA; SATURDAY, OCTOBEE 21, 1882. T'BO'tR.X. FORTY. With many a careless, joyous hound, With many a weary, treadmill round, O’er smooth spread turf or dangerous ground By many a limpid stream, and mild, By many a mountain torrent wild, I, from a simple, trusting child, Have wandered on to forty. From feet that skipped to sober tread— From mind with foolish fancies fed, The sounder judgment, wiser head; The change to work from thoughtless play; The change to graver thoughts from gray Which came to me along the way I strode while reaching forty. Through visions which had real seemed— Through visions wider than I dreamed: Through shadows where the silvergleamed, Through sunny places half o’ercast, But eerie shapes which flittered fast— For brightness cannot always last, And youth must merge in forty. Now let me count my treasures o’er, What have 1 won or lost? Far more Have lostthan gained. Such boundlessstore Of faith and hope I boasted when I wandered from a lad of ten To where my vision broadened, Then My faitli exceeded forty. Somewhat have learned, and much unlearn ed— Some good received, much more have spurn ed: And much that might have been discerned I left unheeded—wondered by With careless or averted eye; Forgetting that the moments fly So fast from youth to forty. I’ve readied the summit of the race, And would move on witli slower pace: But forty has no breathing place. So shift and turn me as I will, The years will crowd and jostle still, And I may hasten down the liill So score another forty. I view tlie patli I’ve wondered on, Where forty years have come and gone, Aiul much of faitli and hope lies strewn, And prey they may prove finest gold, The remnant of the faitli I hold, And shred of hope I still infold. And last another forty. TABERNACLE SERMONS. BY KEY. T. DeMTT TALMAGE SHALL GAMBLERS TRIUMPH? But I know thy abode, and thy going out and thy coming in, and thy rags against me. Because thy rags against me and tny tumult is come up into mine ears, therefore I will put my hook in thy nose, and my bridle in thy lips, and I will turn time back by the way which thou couiest.—ll. Kings, xix., 20, 27. Sennacherib, the infamous, had tax ed and outraged the people until it was time to have hitn stopped. The Lord proposed to stop him; not through any mild or complimentary way. God says He will not argue or persuade him, but as a butcher thrusts an iron hook into the nose of an ox and lead it to the slaughter, so He turned back this infa mous Sennacherib. “I will put my hook in thy nose, and turn thee back by the way which thou comest.” The gambling evil in our time has taken on imperial airs, and it is a Sen nacherib. It has taxed and outraged a multitude of people already to financial and spiritual death. The work is to be stopped. The evil was never so defiant or blatant as to-day. All who have read the newspapers in the past few weeks know that a great attempt has been made by city authorities to put down this evil, and that a great attempt has been made to overthrow the law. The question now, the absorbing ques tion for all classes of people who are interested in the welfare of onr cities, is whether the gamblers shall be tri umphant in their new movement, or whether the officers of the government in all our cities shall be backed up by a healthy and vehement public opinion. Sir Garnet Wolseley prophesied that on the 15th of September he should have Arabi Pasha a prisoner and that the Egyptians would be overthrown. With marvellous accuracy the prophecy came true, and on the 15th of Septem ber the rebellion had practically been overthrown. With just as much pre cision the gamblers of this country have declared that on the 25th day of September they would open their pool rooms and their gambling saloons, and they have kept their promise, they be ing open in the different parts of the different cities. Pool rooms open in Long Island City. The officers of the law say they can do nothing now with them. A Coroner of the city most sug gestively allows his own premises to bo the entrance to one of these pandemo niums, no doubt having an eye to busi ness, since the way of the gamblers is very often the way to sudden death. Last Thursday sixty-four of the mis creants in New York were arraigned for trial. They have, of course, plead ed “not guilty.” Powerful counsel are enlisted in their behalf. The District Attorney of New York is warned by an anonymous letter that he had better look out. The politicians in all our cities are told that if they aid in the suppression of the gambling establish ments they will never be mayors, they will never be district attorneys, they will never be membersof.Congress,they will never be anything. What all churches, what all reformatory institu tions, what all good people now need to do is to rally a vigorous public sen timent on this subject and let the au thorities in all our cities know that they will be backed up by all Christians,all decent people in every effort to put down crime and to elevate virtue. This last week, in Cincinnati, on my way to the depot, I heard the rattling of the dice of gambling saloons, and then I went | out into the country to a large agricul tural fair, and in front of the hotel there was a large group of men gambling all day while their honest neighbors were admiring the fruits of the earth and blessing God for our great prosperity. The evil has rolled over this whole land. This Sennacherib needs to have an iron hook in his nose until he shall be brought back, until he shall be brought down,until he shall be destroy ed, and it shall be demonstrated that honest, Christian sentiment in all our cities is mightier than crime. Fathers and brothers and sons may well be en listed in such a discussion, but just as much wives,mothers.sisters and daugh ters need to he enlisted in 6uch a dis cussion lest their present home be sac rificed, or their intended home blasted. No person can successfully: ‘'Thatevil has no relation to me or mine.” Before long it may be found out in your own experience that this discussion hail for your practical bearing on three words— earth, heaven and hell. People who have not looked into the matter have no idea of the extent of the evil. I have no doubt there are a score of families in this house this morning touched by it. There may he members of the family who do not know exactly what is the matter, but the secret after a while will come out. There are young men in this house to-day with gambling tickets in their pockets. There arc thise here who have taken their first step on the downward road, the second step, the third step,- the fourth step, and are the ministers of religion to be silent? and are we to spend our time talking about the sins of the Hitties and Gnrgishites, and the Ahabs and the Jezebels of the past, when we have these monarchs of iniquity destroying the land? It is estimated that in this neighborhood of cities there are three thousand five hun dred professed gamblers. As much as it is your business to sell goods, or doc tor the sick, or plead the law, or import goods, or manufacture, oi carry on yonr trade, just so much it is tlieir business to despoil society. In all these cities during these years, how many of the gambling establishments have even professed to be honest. Nine. These nine professedly honest gambling estab lishments are only the antechamber to those acknowledged to he fraudulent. There are the lirsteclass gamblingestab lisliments taking down hundreds of our young men, hundreds of our older men. You go a little out of Broadway, and you go up marble stairs and ling the ball, and a liveried servant comes to the door and introduces you. The walls are lavender tinted. There is a piece of furniture very costly, most exquisite and wonderful, its value so great ! can not compute it. It is the roulette table. Here is the banqueting room Free drinks, free cigars, free fruits,free every thing; sumptuous beyond all parallel. Pictures on the wall of .Tephtha’s daughter and Dante’s Frozen Region of Hell, a most appropriate picture. Pass on, and you come to the second class gambling establishments of our cities. You are introduced by a card of some “roper-in.” Once fairly inside, von must either gamble or fight. San ded cards, dice loaded with quicksilver, poor drinks mixed with more poor drinks soon help you to get rid of your money to a tune in short meter with no staccato passages! You went in to see. You saw! Does not a panther squat in the grass know a calf when he sees it? Wrangle not in that place for your rights, or your wounded body will he thrown into the street, or your dead body pulled out of the East river. You pass on and you come to what are ordi narily called pool rooms. There is bet ting on numbers. Betting on two num bers is called a “saddle,” betting on three numbers is called a “gig,” betting on four numbers is called a “horse,” and thousand of men spring into that “saddle,” mount that “gig,” and be hind that “horse” ride to perdition. The sign says “Exchange.” Wonder fully significant sign—“ Exchange;” for that is where a man gives up his money, gives up his morals, gives up his soul, and gets in exchange loss of respectability, loss of decency, loss ot family, loss of heaven. “Exchange!” Infinite exchange. Awful exchange. Everlasting exchange. A great many Christian people wonder why it is that men of wealth and men of refinement and men of education, as fine looking people as we have in these cities, go down into this evil. Why, tny friends, it is easily explained. A great many people are born with a passion for haz ard. It is a joy to them to go near a precipice. They climb Jungfrau not for the purpose of seeing the vastness of the landscape, but for the feeling, “what would happen if I should fall off?” There are persons whose blood is filliped and accelerated by skating near an air-hole. There are people who find a joyful feeling in driving within two inches of the edge of a bridge. Do not blame such people Only blame them for the way in which they develop or put down, that passion. “Oh!” says one of that temperament: “here are $500; I’ll stake them; 1 may lose, but P may gain $5,000, and it’s excite ment, anyway.” Shuffle the cards. Losv! Heart thumps. Head dizzy. Never mind, it is excitement. So they go on with the play and they go on down. That is the history of thousands of people. That is the history of some persons in this house this morning. Then others are led into this great and absorbing evil through sheer desire of gain. It is especially so with profess ed gamblejs. They always keep cool. They never drink until their brain is unbalanced or their judgment is over thrown. They see not so much the dice as the dollar beyond the dice. They are as the spider in the web, looking as if dead until the fly passes. There are hundredsof young men who say; “Now, I don’t, in this office, store or factory, get enough salary. I ought to have a room in a better boarding-house or bet ter hotel; I ought to have better wines; I ought to have richer cigars; I ought, when people banquet me, to be able to banquet them, aud I am going to en dure this no longer. I will with one bright stroke make my future. Here goes, right or wrong, principle, heaven or hell. Who cares?” When a young man, or an older man-, resolves to live beyond his means, Satan has bought him out and it is only a ques tion of time when the goods shall be de livered. The thing is done. You may plan in his way all the batteries of truth and righteousness, he will press right on. If a man have a thousand dollars of income and he spends twelve hundred, if he have fifteen hundred and spend two thousand, if he have three and spend five thousand, all the powers of darkness say. “Aha! aha! we have him.” And they have. The extra five hundred or the extra two thou sand, or the extra five thousand dollars must be obtained some way. Here is a young man who says: “There is my friend who came to town with no money at all, and see how he’s got on! He went into one of those places and put a certain amount of money on the ace; he has now his hundreds, his thou sands and his tens of thousands and. here I am nothing hut a poor clerk.” What a dull business this is, adding up this long line of figures in a count ing house. What a dull business, taking down fifty yards of cloth to se'ii one remnant. What a dull busi ness this is, my waiting on other peo dle when I might put a hundred on the ace and take up a thousand. What is the use? It is so insidious, this temp tation. Other sins beat the drum, or flaunt the flag, or gather their recruits with huzza; but this one marches its pale procession on down, and when they drop into tlitf grave there is not so much as the sound of the click of a dice. Oh! how many nobler Datures have perished under the power. That grand forehead is licked by a tongue of flame that shall never be extinguish ed. Into that heart there are vulturous breaks plunged which shall never be lifted. Open the door of that man’s soul and see the coil ofadders writhing their indescribable horrors until you turn away and hide your face and beg God to lieip you forget it. The bad thing about all this is that the most of evil, the most of the calamity goes unadvevtised. The men who lose money in gambling generally say nothing about it. They do not want their families to know, they do not want the church of God to know, they do not want the world to know, and so I suppose in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred when a man loses money in gambling he hushes it up. Once in a while there is an exception; as where the police of Boston some years ago broke in upon a gaming establishment and found there some of the first mer chants of State striet, clear down to the Ann street gambler; as when Bul lock, the cashier of the Georgia Cen tral Railroad, was found to have pur loined $103,000 for gambling purposes; as when many years ago, in one of the savings banks of Brooklyn, a young man was found to have stolen $40,000 to carry on gaming practices; as when in Wall street, a man in an insurance company was found years ago to have stolen SIBO,OOO to carry on gaming practices. But these are exceptions. The general rule is that in silence the money leaks out of the merchant’s till, or out of the fire-proof safe of the bank into the wallet of the gambler. One of the main pipes to this sewer of iniquity is business excitement. It is a most significant fact that nearly all the day gambling establishments in New York were found in proximity to Wall street. Men went into the ex citement of stock gambling; getting through that,at the close of businessthey went into other places of gambling that they might keep up the excitement. The howling, stamping, Bedlamitish crew of the Gold Room of olden time used to drop into the gambling saloons around about. The agitation in the Stock Exchange that you sometimes saw at the announcement of the word “Northwestern,” or “Rook Island,” or ‘Erie,’ or ‘New York Central;’ the rat tat-tat of the auctioneer’s mallet, the excitement of making “corners,” and establishing “pools” and “carrying” stock, and a “break” from eighty to seventy, and the excited cry of “buyer three!” “buyer ten!” “taken!” “how many?” and the loss or the gain of hun dreds and thousands of dollars in the flash of a moment disqualifies a man to go home, and he goes into these es tablishments near by. That has been the past history of a great many men. They went up the stairs ainid the clos ed business offices until they came to the room darkly curtained and wooden shuttered, but richly furnished inside, and took their places at the roulette or the faro table. That is the way some of the best men of our great cities have been destroyed. A merchant came from the far West. He was largely influential in his own city. Coming to New York he went into an institution of that kind on Park place, and before morning ho had lost all his estate save one dollar, and with that dollar he walk ed aronnd the room, and then seized upon by this infernal sorcery, he again approached the table and was overheard to say as ho put his dollar down, “One thousand miles from home and my last dollar on a gaming table!” O! it is merciless, I tell you, young man; it is merciless. Sir Horace Walpole says that a man dropped dead in front of one of the club houses of London and then he was carried into one of these club houses, which was a gaming es tablishment under another name, and the men in that establishment immedi ately began to bet as to whether he was dead or alive, and one man proposed to bleed him, so it could be demonstrated; and the only reason ho did not bleed him was that some of the gamblers said that it would not be fair. Oh, it is merciless. I remember, when I was living in Philadelphia, hearing of a case down on Chesnut street where a man sat at a gaming table, playing for large stakes, and he lost everything, and before he left the table he blew his brains out; and while the servants were washing up the blood from the floor, they started the next game. In the presence of God I this dav arraign gift enterprises as having a tendency to make this a nation of gamblers. Men failing in other enterprises go into gift concerts where the attraction is not the music, but the packages distributed among the audience; or into a sale of books where the attraction is not the book, but the package that goes with the beok. So in our time we have known tobacco dealeis to advertise that a certain day in every one of their pa pers, there would be a prize, and whether a man bought the tobacco in Chicago, or Boston, or Charleston, or New Or leans, or New York, he would get a magnificent gratuity. Boys hawking prize packages through the cars—pack ages containing no one knows what un til they are opened and found to con tain nothing. Aye, the cause of char ity is insulted, and under the name of gift enterprises the gambling spirit goes on. You remember at the close of the war how we had gift enterprises all over the country, "the proceeds lor the benefit of the widows and orphans of soldiers.” What did the men en gage in those enterprises care for the orphans? They would have been will ing to allow them to freeze on their doorstep. I have no faith in charity which for the purpose of relieving pres ent distress will open the jaw of a mon ster which has taken down so many of the bodies and souls of men. I believe through these gift enterprises there are thousands of people being turned into gambling habits. O! my friends, do one of two things; he honest, or die! I am preaching this sermon this morning for three or four reasons. One is, I want the authorities of all our cities to understand that there is a re ligious and moral sentiment that will sustain them in all tlieir efforts to put down these crimes. And then, 1 want to warn young men, and then I want to reclaim the lost. Any person looking over these audiences any Sabbath morn ing or any Sabbath night, will be struck with the fact that while there are many aged people here, there is a vast multi tude of young men. The reason is, I understand them, and they understand me. They do not get provoked at what I say. I talk to them as a brother to a brother. It is not an abstract subject. I have seen so many go down. There are places where, if you go to a cliff and cast a stone, you can hear it far down echo on the rocks. There are other places where the plunge is so great that it you taka something and throw it down, you may listen and liston and listen, hut there comes back no echo of the all. And this last has been the case in many a moral calamity. O! my friend, what is your great want? One man says it is higher social posi tion; another man says it is larger sal ary; another man says it is easier work. I do not know what your other wants are, but I will tell you, my brother, what your greatest want is—if you do not already possess it—aud that is, the grace of God. There may be in this house those who have fallen under this evil. You are in a prison. You feel it. You have tried to get out. You cannot get out. If I should have your personal confidence and talk this mat ter over, you would say; “I cannot get out of that prison.” From other habits men seem to get away by the force of natural resolutions sometimes; but from this habit I do not think any man gets away by the force of natural resoluticto. You want to get out of the prison and you rush against the iron bars of one side and you do not escape. And then you soliloquize, and think and think, and then you rush against the other side ot the cage and against the iron bars, and there is blood on the bars and blood on your soul, and you do not escape. But there is a key that will unlock that door. It is a key of the house of David; it is a key that Christ wears at His girdle. Have that key thrust into the door of your prison house and the bolts will shoot hack, and the door will swing open and yon will he a free man in Christ Jesus. O! prodigals, it is a poor business for you to be feeding swine, when your father stands in the front door straining his eyesight to the return of the prodigal; and the calf in the paddock is as fat as it ever can be for the celebration, and all the harps of Heaven are strung and the feet free. There are converted gamblers in heaven. Light from the throne of God flashed upon the greon baize of their piliard saloon. They stopped trying for earthly stakes, and they tried for heaven and won it. There is a hand to-day stretched out from heaven toward the worst man in this audience. It is not a hand clenched as if to strike; it is a hand outspread as though to drop a benediction. Other seas have a shore and may he fathomed, but the sea of God’s love—the eternity has no plummet to strike the bottom, and immensity has no iron-bound shore to confine it. Its tides are lilted by | FOUR DOLLARS PER ANNUM. the great heart of God’s compassion. Its waves are the hosannas of the re deemed. The argosies that sails that sea drop anchor at last amid the thun dering salvo of eternal victory. But alas! for the man who sits down to the last game of life and puts his immortal soul on the ace, and when the kings and queens and knaves and spades have been shuffled and cut and the game is en ded, hovering and impending worlds dis cover that he has lost the game, and the faro of eternal darkness clutches down into its wallet all the blood-stain ed wages. O! come home to thy God to-day. Ido not feel so sorry for young men who were born in the city and who have had all these temptations describ ed before them until they know what they are. lam not so sorry for them as I am for those who come from coun try homes and are early betrayed and easily overthrown. 01. young man from the farmhouse among the hills, what did your parents do to you that you should do this to them? Why will you by going into a life of dissipa tion break the heart of her who gave you birth? Look at her hand, so dis tort are the knuckles. Why? Work ing for you. Look at the back so bent. Why? Carrying your burdens. O! dis sipated young man, writ* home by the first mail to-morrow, cursing your moth er’s gray hair, cursing the chair in wh'ch she sits, cursing the cradle in which she rocked you. “0!” you cry, “I cannot, I cannot.” You are doing worse than that. There is something on yonr forehead now. What is it? Run your finger over your forehead. What is it? It is red. It is the blood of a broken heart. lam more in sym pathy with such persons who have come from the country life to the city file, because I was a country lad myself and saw not until 15 years of age a great city. O! how stupendous New York seemed tome that morning I arrived at Cortland Street Ferry. I came to the city, my soul all awake for the amuse ments and the hilarities of the world, no soul ever more awake or more sym pathetic with all the sports and amuse ments of fife than my soul was, and I have sometimes thought it was quite strange I was not captured of evil and dragged down. I was talking with a man of the world about it some time ago, and though he pretended to be only a man of the world, lie said: “I guess sir, there must have bean some prayers hovering over your head, prayers that have been answered.” I was on the St. Lawrence river and the current was very swift, and I said: “Captain, why, how swift the river is,” “O!” he replied, “not much here, but seventy-five miles on further it is ten times swifter, and we employ an Indian pilot, and we give him a thousand dol lars a summer to take us through be tween the Thousand Islands and be tween the rocks.” Every man who comes from the country to the city life comes from smooth water into the rap ids. There are thousands of islands of enchantment and many rocks of peril. O! I wonder if you are going to have good pilotage? Do you know, my brother, that the report of your dissipa tion has already got back to the old homestead? “0! no,” you say, “that isn’t possible.” It is possible. There are always people ready to carry bad news, and of these people that desire to carry bad news there is an accursed old gossip wending her infernal step to ward the old homestead. She has been there. She sat down in a chair, and she wriggled about for a while and said she could not stay a great while. But she said to your parents, “Do you know your son gambles? Do you know your son drinks?” And the old people got very white about the lips, and your mother said, “Just open the door a lit tle, so we may have fresh air.” And after this bad messenger went away your mother came out and sat down on the steps where you used to play, and she cried, and cried, and took off her spectacles, and with her apron wiped off the mist oftears. After a while she will be very sick, and the old gig of the country doctor will come up the country lane, and the horse will be tied at the swinging gate, and the prescriptions will fail, and she will get worse and worse, and in her last delirium she will talk about noth ing but you. And then the farmers will come to the funeral. They will tie their horses to the rail of the fence, and they will talk over what ailed the departed, and one will say it was inter mittent, and another will say it was congestion, and another will say it was premature old age. O! no. It will be neither intermittent, nor congestion, nor premature old age, but it will be record ed in the book of God almighty that you killed her! Our language is very fertile in describing crime. Slaying a man, that is homicide;slaying a brother that is fratricide; slaying a father, that is pratricide. slaying a mother, that is matricide. But you go on in that way, O! wandering and dissipated soul, and it will take two words to describe your crime—partricide and matricide. 0! come home to thy God, come home to thy father’s God; thy mother’s God. Just fold your hands to-day, and say with another: For sinners, Lord, Thou earnest to bleed, And I’m a sinner vile indeed; Lord, I believe Thy grace is free, O! magnify thy grace in me. Do not let the world destroy yon. Do not get swindled out of heaven! Have you tried them? Tried what? The white Elephant Cigar, the best in town old atD uEldridge’s Drug Store. Fresh Spice Pepper, Ginger, Mace, Clove Cinnamou, and Nutmegs, ground and nn g round, at Dr. Eldndge s Drug Store NO. 10.