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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN. ESTABLISHED IX 1854, By CHAS. W. HANCOCK. ( VOL. 18. the Sumter Republican. Semi-Weekly, One Year - - -f4 00 Weelt, One Year - - - - - 2.00 in advance tvl AH advertisements eminating from public offices, will becharged for in accordance with an act passed by tlie late General Assembly of Georgia—7s cents per hundred words for each of the first four insertions, aud 35 cents for each subsequent insertion. Fractional Sarts of one hundred are considered one undred words; each figure and initial, with date and signature, is counted as a word. The cash must accompany th'e copy of each advertisement, unless different arrange me uts have been made. •. ;i Advertising: Rates. One Square first insertion, - - - - Jl.oo Each subsequent insertion, - - - - 50 £*y*'fEN Lines of Minion, type solid con stitute a square. All advertisements not contracted for will be charged above rates. Advertisements not specifying the length of time for which they are to be inserted will bq continued until ordered out and charged for accordingly. Advertisements tooccupy fixed places will be charged 25 per cent, above regular rates Notices in local column inserted for ten cent per line each insertion. Charles F. Crisp, •attorney at Law, AMERICUS, GA. declOtf B. F. HOLLIS •attorney at AMERICAS, GA. Office, Forsyth Street, in National Bank building. dec2otf E. G. SIMMONS. •attorney at Lair, AMERICUS GA., Office in Hawkins’ building, soutli side of Lamar Street, in the old office of Fort & Simmons. janCtf J. A. ANSLEY, ATTORNEY AT LAW ANI) SOLICITOR IN EQUITY. Office on Public Square, Over Gyles’ Clothing Store, Amekicus, Ga. After a brief respite I return again to the practice of law. As in the past it will be my earnest purpose to represent my clients faithfully and look to their interests. The commercial practice will receive close atten tion and remittances promptly made. The Equity practice, and cases involving titlesof land and real estateare my favorites. Will practice in the Courtsof Southwest Georgia, the Supreme Court and the United States Courts. Thankful to my friends for their patronage. Fees moderate. novlltf Off. BACLEY’S INDIAN VEGETA!}! E LIVER AND KIDNEY PILLS. For sale by all Druggists in Americus. Price 25 cents per box. jan26wly CARD. I offer my professional services again to the good people of Americus. After thirty years’ of medical service, I have found It difficult to withdraw entirely. Office next door to Dr. Eldridge’s drugstore, on the Square janl7t£ R. C. BLACK, M. D. M. H. O’DANIEL. Ml AmorieuN, Ga. Office and Residence, No. 21 Barlow House. All calls promptly attended, day or night. Calls left at Eldridge’s Drug Store. feb7-3m ' Dr, J, F. Stapleton Offers his professional services to the people of Americus and surrounding couutry. Ho will practice medicine, surgery, obstetrics, aud all other matters pertaining to his pro fession. A successful experience in the past will guarantee to him success. Calls left at the residence of Mrs. Mary Jossey will re ceive prompt attention. janl9-3m Dr. D.P. HOLLOWAY, DentisT, Americas, - - - Georgia Treatssuccessfully all diseasesof the Den tal organa, Fills teeth by the Improved method, and Inserts artificial teeth on the best material known to the profession. tarOFFICE over Davenport and Son;* Drug Store. inarllt Livery and Sale Sties! Besides Horses, we have the WEBSTER WAGON, LANDIS BUGGIES. J. T. BARNES’ ROAD CARTS, KENTUCKY MULES, here and en route. To epitomize, Horses, Mules, Wagons, Buggies Carts, and Harness to suit all tastes and Judge ments, Fipe styles, substantial goods at ex ceedingly LOW FIGURES. The times con sidered in all our dealings. Call and see us. N. G. & J. K. PRINCE, Cotton Ave. and West End Jefferson St, janStf . Americus, Ga. ATLANTA FEMALE IMF, Peachtree Street, opp. Governor’s Mansion, Atlanta, Gn. The exercises of this school will be re sumed Wednesday, September 0, 1882, with a corps of experienced teachers. The object of this institution is to afford the advantages of a thorough education, embracing Primary, Intermediate, Academic and Collegiate De partments. Special attention given to the study of Music, Modern Languages, Belles- Letters ahd Art. Native Frencli and Ger man teachers are employed. The music de partment is under the able management of Prof. Alfredo Barill. For particulars ap ply to mts. j. vf. Ballard, junel7-ly Principal. FOR SALE, 500 bushels Rust Fopof Oats at 50 cts. per bushel. 100 bushels Bancroft Oats at Touts, per bushel. JOHN ft. KING, JanK-iy-tt ,•. Americus, Ga. For Dyspepsia, i&YltiliTCostiveness, Headache, Chronic Diar -0 rlioea, Jaundice, ___ Impurity of the . Klood Fever and Ague, Malaria, liiyiUMUiiy and all Diseases caused by De rangement of Liver, Bowels and Kidneys. SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER. Bad Breath ; Pain in the Side, sometimes the pain is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for Rheumatism; general loss of appetite; Bowels generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax; the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy, with considerable loss of memory, accompanied with a painful sensation of leaving undone something which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cougn and flushed fact is sometimes an attendant, often mistaken for consumption; the patient complains of weariness and debility; nervous, easily startled; feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation of the skin exists; spirits are low and despondent, and, although satisfied that exercise would be bene ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to try k—in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several of the above symptoms a! tend the disease, but cases have occurred when but few of them existed, yet examination after death has shown the Liver to have been extensively deranged. It should be used by all persons, old and young, whenever any of the above symptoms appear! Persons Traveling or Living in Un healthy Localities, by taking a dose occasion ally to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid all Malaria, Bilious attacks, Dizziness, Nau sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc. It will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is no in toxicating beverage. J f You have eaten anything hard of digestion, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep less at night, take a dose and you will be relieved. Time and Doctors* Bills will be saved by always keeping the Regulator ' in the House t For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly safe purgative, alterative and tonic can never be out of place. The remedy is harmless and does not interfere with business or pleasure. IT IS PURELY VEGETABLE, And has all the power and efficacy of Calomel or Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects. A Governor** Testimony. Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my family for some time, and I am satisfied it is a valuable addition to the medical science. J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala. Hon. Alexander 11. Stephens, of Ga., says: Have derived some benefit from the use of Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a further trial. “The only Thing that never fails to Relieve.”—l have used many remedies for Dys pepsia, Liver Affection and Debility, but never nave found anything to benefit me to the extent Simmons Liver Regulator has. I sent from Min nesota to Georgia for it, and would send further for such a medicine, and would advise all who are sim ilarly affected to give it a trial as it seems the only thing that never fails to relieve. P. M. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn. Dr. T. W. Mason says: From actual ex perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in my practice I have been and am satisfied to use and prescribe it as a purgative medicine. ®“Talc only the Genuine, which always has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Mark and Signature of J. H. ZEILIN & CO. FOR SALF. lIY AI T. DRUGGISTS TUTT'S EXPEOTfIifiIT Is composed of Herbal and Mucilaginous piou uets, which permeate the substance of the Lungs, expectorates the acrid matter that collects in the lirouchiul Tubes, and forms a soothing coating, which relieves the ir ritation that ciiumjs the cough. It cleanse* the lungs of all impurities, strengthen* them when enfeebled by disease, invigor ates tho circulation . of the blood, and-braces the nervous system. Slight colds often end in consumption. It is dangerous to neglect them. Apply the remedy promptly. A test of twenty years warrants the assertion that noremedy hnsever been found that la as prompt in itseffectsas TUTT’S EXPECTORANT. A single dose raises the phlegm, subdue* inflammation, and its use speedily cures the most obstinate .cough. A pleasant cordial, chil dren take it readily. For Croup it is invaluablo and should bo in every family. r In a.-n l ,. and Bottles. TUTT’S PILLS ACT PlffErTLY t^N t THETIVEff! Cures Chills and Fever, Dyspepsia, Sick Headache, Bilious Colic,Constipa tion, lthoumatism, Piles, Palpitation of tho Heart, Dizziness, Torpid Liver, and Female Irregularities. If you do not “feel very ■well,” a Binj.lo pill stimulates tlie stomach, restores tho appetite, imparts vigor to the system. A NOTE!) DH SAYS: I)r. Tul’T:—Zicar tiirt For ten years I havo been a martyr to Dyspepsia, Constipation and Tiles. Lastspringvour pills were recommended tome; lusodthem (but with little faith). lam now a well man, havo good appetite, digestion perfect, regular stools, piles gone, and I havo gained forty pounds solid flesh. They ore worth their weight in gold. REV. R. Ij. SIMPSOX, Louisville, Ky. JTHlice. 35 Murray St., New York. ( Dll. TUTT’S MANUAL of Uscfulx Receipts FIIEE on application. / BIffERS Invalids, broken down in health and spirits by chronic dyspepsia, or suffering from the terrible exhaustion that follows the attacks of acute disease, the testimony of thousands who have been raised as by a miracle from a similar state of prostration by Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters, is a sure guarantee that by the same means you, too, may be strength ened and restored. For sale by all Druggists and Dealers generally, FOUTZ’S HORSE AND CATTLE POWDERS No Horse will die of Colic, Bots op Lima Fit nts, If Pour's Powders are used in time. Foote's Powders will cure and prevent Hpo CnoLKK.v. Foutz’s Powders will prevent Gapes in Fowls. route's Powders will Increase the quantity of milk and cream twenty per cent., and make the butter firm and sweet, 1 Foutz's Powders will enre or prevent almost eykbt Disease to which Horses and Cattle are subject. Foutz's Powdkhb will give Satisfaction. Sold everywhere. PAVID t. TOVVZ, ProprUtor. f baltimohe.md. A fine lot of Christmas Goods cheap for cash, at W. T. Davenport * Ron’s INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS. AMERICUS, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1883. YOY.’VW'T. BY-AND-BY. What will it matter by-and-by, Whether ray path below was bright— Whether it wound through dark or light— Under a grey or a golden sky, When I look back on It by-and-by. What will it rriatter by-and-by, Whether, unhelped, I toiled alone, Dashing my foot against a stone, Missing the charge of tho angel night— Bidding me think of the by-and-by. What will it matter by-and-by, Whether with laughing joy I went— Down through the years with a glad con-' tent, Never believing, nay, not I Tears would be sweetej; by-and-by? What will it matter by-and-by, Whether with cheek to cheek I’ve lain, Close by tlie pallid angel, Pain, Soothing myself through sob and sigh; “All will be elsewhere by-and-by!" What will it matter?—if bright—if I Only am sure the way I’ve trod, Gloomy or gladdened, leads to God— Questioning not; tlie how, the why, If 1 bet reach Him, by-aud-by. What will 1 care for the uncliased sigh, If, in my fear of bliss or fall, Closely I’ve clung to Christ through all, Mindless how rough the road might lie, Surely he will smooth it by-and-by. All, it will matter by-and-by, Nothing but this—That Joy or Pain Lifted me skyward—helped to gain; Whether through reck, or smile, or sigh, Heaven—home —all in all—by-and-by. \\A S C> Y.NLiuWft Y.O U ft. AVery Thankful Prisoner. New York Mercury. “Is this James Perkins?” asked Judge Maurice J. Powers of a bald headed, fat-faced man who came out rubbing his hads. “It is, sir, Are you the judge?” “I am.” “Ah—-thanks! It is a great relief to find you here. Can you try my case this week?” “I can try it this mornii g.” “Thanks. I was afraid I might have to wait a week or two., Is the charge intoxication?” “It is.” “Thanks. Will it be any trouble to prove the charge?” “Not a bit. I’ll swear the officer.” “Oh, never mind, I presume I was intoxicated. If not too much trouble you might tell me the amount of the tine usually imposed.” “It will be $5 in this case.” “Thanks. It that is not enough please say so, as I have more with me.” “That will do.” “Thanks—here it is. Is everything perfectly satisfactory now!” “Thanks. 1 never like to leave the court room without doing the square thing. I presume I can retire now?” “Y'ou can.” “Thanks. I always prefer to retire after closing up business.” “Don’t come here again.” “Thanks; I won’t. Please excuse the trouble I have caused. I assure you that it was unavoidable.” “Y’ou can go.” ‘.Thanks —thanks—thanks. I’ll go. I’m gone—thanks!” Ingersoll oil Liquor Legislation. From an Interview. Being pressed for his views on liquor legislation the colonel said: “If the Mississippi and all its tributaries were filled with pure whiskey, if the banks were loaf sugar, and all the low grounds covered with mint, there would be no more drunkenness than there is to-day. I believe in the restraining in fluences of liberty.” Colonel Ingersoll followed this with a story about a man who asked anoth er: “Would you like to live where no one ever drinks a drop of liquor?” “Yes.” “Where everybody is industrious?” “Where everybody goes to church on Sunday?” “Yes.” “Where no one talks of his neigh bor?” “Yes.” “But there is no such place. Such a place would be Heaven.” “Oh, no; any well regulated peniten tiary is that way.” Twenty-Five Acres in Irish Pota toes. Albany News and Advertiser. The News and Advertiser made mention of the fact a few days ago that Col. John P. Fort was going to plant a large crop of Irish potatoes on his plantations iu this county this season for the Northern markets. Yesterday we saw Col. Fort who was just from his Hiekery Level place, and he in formed us that he had finished planting sixty barrels of potatoes. His sixty barrels of seed planted about twenty five acres. Col. Fort has been inves tigating the Irish potato question for some time, and is satisfied that it is one of the most profitable crops that can be giuwn in this section. He has taken great pains in preparing his land, has manured it highly, and calculates on making at least fifty barrels to the acre. When they are ready for market ho will ship them by the car load. If his experiment with thelrish potato proves successful and profitable this year, Col. Fort will go into Luck farming on an extensive scale next season, as will al so many other in this section. — ; —a —: ~ ,T be devil tempts men through their etpkition, their cupidity, or their appe tite, FPt>l he comes to the profane swearer whom he catches without any' reward. • TABERNACLE SERMON SL BY REV. T. DeWITT TALMAGE [Tlie Sermons of Dr. Talmage are publish ed in pamphlet form by Geo. A. Sparks, 43 Bible House, New York. A number containing 20 Sermons is issued every three months. Price SO cents, ?l per an num], THE DOXOLOGIES. “After this 1 beheld, and 10, a great mul titude, which no man could number, of all nations and kindred and people and tongues, stood before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands, and cried witli a ioud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sittctli upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.”— Ilevelation, vii, 0-10. It is impossible to come into contact with anything grand or beautiful, whether in art, or nature, or religion, without being profited and elevated. We go into an art gallery and our soul comes into communion with the soul of the painter, and we hear the hum of his forests anl the clash of his contests, and see the cloud-blossoming of the sky and the loam-blossoming of the deep. Much of my mental lile is dated from the hour in which I first saw one of the works of the old masters in Edinburgh, Scotland. We go into a concert and we are lilted into enchant ment, and for days after our soul keeps rocking with emotion as the sea after great stress of weather for many days keeps rocking and surging before it comes to the ordinary calm. So this moment I feel the thrill of Jenny Lind’s song in Castle Garden in the days of my boyhood. On this same principle, it is profitable to look oft upon the landscapes which John describes—the rivers of gladness, the trees of life, the thrones of power, and the comminglings of everlasting love. I wish that to-day 1 could take heaven out of the list of intangibles and make it appear to you as it really is, the great fact of history, the depot of ages, the grand parlor of God’s universe. The Greek orators used sometimes with one word toarouse the utmost enthusiasm of their audi diences. That word was “Marathon!” To-day, 1 would stir your deepest, highest, grandest emotion with that imperial word “heaven !” My text seems to be descriptive of heaven in a great holiday. If a man had seen New York on the day when Kossuth came from Hungary and passed under the triumphal arches, and the flowers were flung into the street, and he had heard the great booming of the guns, and had come to the conclu sion that that was the ordinary condi tion of the city, he would have been very foolish. Now, while heaven is always a grand and glorious place.it seems to me that my text is descriptive of a glorious holiday celebration of some great event like the birth of a Christ or His resurrection, or the over throw of a despotism, or the rushing of a tnillenium. “After this I beheld, and 10, a great multitude which no man could number, of all nations and kin dred and people and tongues, stood be fore the throne and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands, and cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.” Speaking of the inhabitants of heaven, I mention their number, their antecedents, their dress, the symbols they carry, and their song. But how shall I tell you the number of tbe glo rified in heaven? 1 have no idea, as some people seem to believe, that the chief population of heaven come from this world, but from all worlds, into that great capital of the universe. I have no idea that from this one edge of God’s domain all the glory and the grandeur that shall enter heaven are to come, but from the most distant spheres of God’s creation a vast multi tude. A writer with very great inge nuity goes on and makes calculation of how long the world will stand and how many people there will be in each generation, and then winds up by the mathematical calculation that there will be at last in heaven twenty-seven trillions of souls. But I have no faith in that estimate. I rather take the plain statement of my text, “A multi tude that no man can number.” Every few years we have the census taken, and it is quite easy to understand how many people there is in a city, how many people there is in a State, or in a nation. Who could take the census of all these nations of the glorified? It is quite easy to tell how many members there are in the different denominations of Christians—the Baptist, the Metho dist, the Episcopalian, the Presbyterian churches, and all the churches of Jesus Christ. If they were all gathered in an audience room, what an assemblage ! But it would give no idea of the great throng that shall come up at last be fore the great throne of God from all sects, from all denominations, from all ages. These worshipped God in splen did liturgy, and those in broken sen tences breathed the sorrow of a broken heart. These came up from St. Paul’s Cathedral, and those from sailors’ bethel, '.these worshipped God under shapeless rafters, and those under high sprutig arch. “A great multitude that no man can number.” There is noth ing more impressive than an army. Y’ou stand on a hillside and see 30,000 or 40,000 men marching on—the scene is overwhelming. But take all the le gions of Senneeharib, and of Xerxes, and of Gyms, aud of St. Alexander, and of Napoleon, and of all tlie armies of our own centuries, and then mount a fleet steed and ride along the line and review the troops, and that great host will seem only like a half-formed regi ment as compared with the armies of the redeemed. I stood at Williams port during the war, and 1 saw a large part of the army march down towards the banks of the Potomac, and it seemed as if the line were interminable. But to-day I take the field-glass of St. John and look off upon the multitude, the great host, the armies of light, and be yond are thousands, and beyond are millions of souls', and I try to count the companies and the regiments and battalions, but 1 fail, 1 fail. I close the portfolio, I put aside the pen, I can not make the calculation. 1 have only to cry out in the words of my text, “ A great multitude that no man can num ber.” Tax your imagination, torture your ingenuity, break down all your powers of calculation in trying to tell of hundreds of hundreds of hundreds, of thousands of thousands of thousands, and millions of millions of millions, and quadrillions of quadrillions of quadrillions, and quintillions of quin tillions of quintillions, and then when the head aches and the heart faints, cry out in your exhaustion, “A great mul titude that no man can number.” But my subject advances, and it tells you of their antecedents. “Of all na tions and people and kindred and tongues.” Some of them spoke Scotch, English, Irish, Swiss, Spanish, Ital ian, Choctaw, Ismaill Burmese. As in a city now you can tell by the ac centuation from what part of the earth the people have come, so of those in that city of the sun we will be able to find out from what part of this earth and trom what part of other worlds the in habitants have come. These reaped Scicilian wheat fields, and those pick ed cotton from the pods. These, un der tropical skies, gathered tamarinds and yams. These crossed the desert on camels, and these shot over the snow, drawn by Siberian dogs. These were plunged into Austrian dungeons. These were confined in London Tower. These walked through Spanish Inqui sition. These fought with wild beasts in the amphitheatre. These hunted the walrus and the white bear in re gions of everlasting snow, and these heard the sound of fiery-winged birds in African thicket. They were white, they were black, they were red, they were copper-colored, they were Mora vian, they were Waldenses, they were Albagenses, they were Sandwich Is landers. “From all nations and all tongues.” On earth different nations prefer different kinds of government. We Americans prefer a republic; in England they prefer a limited mon archy; in Austria they prefer an abso lutism: but in that groat landtowdiich we go they all prefer a monarchy, with Christ at the head of it: and if that monarchy should be disbanded, and it should be left to the votes of all the na tions of the nuiverse whoshould reign, by overwhelming and unanimous suf frage Christ would be made the Presi dent of the universe. Magna Chartas, bills of right, houses of burgesses, tri umvirates, congresses, parliaments dis solved at the touch of Jesus’ sceptre! All antecedents, all nationalities, or to come back to the words of my text, “of all nations and kindred and people and tongues.” But my subject advances, and it des cribes the dress of the glorified. The object of dress in this world is not only to veil the body but to adorn it. The God who twisted for the brow of the morning the blue ribbons of the sky, and hung the ear jewels of the dew drops to the tree branch, and flung the crimson mantle of the cloud over the shoulder, and slippered with violeted green grass the feet of the spring morn ing—surely that God does not despise ornate apparel. My text says they are in white. In this world often we wear working apparel. It is always a sign of great weakness on the.'part of a man, if he is ashamed to be found in his working apparel. Bright or glisten ing dress would be all out of place in the baking house, or in the factory, or delving in the mine, or sweltering at the forge, or binding the books, in this world we have on work-day apparel. But when our work is all done, and these hands are folded from earthly toil, and the chariots are all fashioned, and the temples are all finished, and the mansions are all done, no more use for working-day apparel. We shall be clothed in white. In this world we of ten have to wear garments of mourning. Black scarf for the arm, black gloves for the hands, black veil for the face, black band for the bat. Abraham mourning for Sarah. Isaac mourning for Rebecca. Rachel mourning for her children. David mourning for Absa lom. Mary mourning for Lazarus, Every second of every minute of every day a heart breaks. From zone to zone and from pole to pole the earth is cleft with sepulchral rent, and it is no wonder that the earth can so early bloom and blossom, for it is so rich with mouldering life—graves, graves, graves! But our bereavements all over, our partings ended, we standing in re union with our loved and departed ones, what more need of the black? what more need of mourning weeds? It will be white. A poet in very quaint style, an anonymous poet, describes the soul going out of this darkness into | that light: “I journey forth rejoicing From this dark vale of tears To heavenly joy and freedom From earthly care and fears. When Christ my Lord shall gather All His redeemed again His kingdom to inherit, Good night, till then. “X hear my Saviour calling, The joyful hour lias come; The angel guards are ready To guide me to my home. When Christ our Lord shall gather All his redeemed again His Kingdom to inherit, Good night, till then. But my subject advances, and it tells you the symbols they carry. If my text had said they carried branches of cypress—that would have meant sor row. If the text had said that they carried nightshade—that would have meant sin. If it had sa>’d they car ried weeping willows—that would have meant mourning. But no, Palm branch! “1 beheld a great multitnde clothed in white robes, and palms in their hands.” In olden times when a conqueror came home from victorious battle, he rode at the head of the army and under the triumphal arch, and the people would come out with branches of the palm tree and wave them in the line of the retiring host, and that meant greeting, and it meant victory. What a suggestive symbol to our souls! The glorified look back and they remember the long journey they traveled, They look back and they remember the burden they carried. They look back and they remember 'the glorious rescue God wrought out in their behalf, and they are exultant before the throne, waving their palms. They kneel at the feet of Christ and they think of His wounds and his suf ferings in their behalf, and they say, “This is the Christ who wept my griefs; this is the Christ who bound my wounds; this is the Christ who died my death.” and they will rise and stand waving their palms. The Christ on earth had a long and weary way. He crunched the hard ciust. Internal spite spat on both cheeks. He was despised and rejected of men, but now the redeemed stand around about Him. They behold Him enthroned and crowned. Standing there exultant in that glorious presence they are wav ing their palms. Christ remembers the story and He recites the the vic- tory. lie tells of victories for the church, victories for the truth, everlasting vic tory— victory of God the Father, (foil the Son and God the Holy Ghost. Arid as lie announces these victories, all the glorified, host beyond host, rank above rank, gallery abovegallery, stand wav ing palms. Henry V., after a great battle, called his troops to halt, arid before they yet left the field lie asked the chaplain to read one of thePaslmS of David that lie might celebrate the victory and give God the glory. The chaplain opened at the Paslms, and when in the midst of that army lie came to the words, “not unto us, not unto us, O Lord, but unto Thy name give glory,” the King dismounted and the troops all got.off their horses, and the army knelt, and some upon their faces echoed the verse: “Not unto ns, not unto us, O Lord, but to thy name give glory.” But what a scene it will be when all the victorious troops of God on high, having fought their last victory, shall celebrate the joy on their knees, on their thrones, waving their paslms! My text advances one step more and speaks of their song Dr. Dick declar ed in one of his learned works that lie thinks the inhabitants of heaven will spend much of their time in the study of arithmetic and the higher branches of mathematics. I hope we will not all have to go into that study. There is no charm in such a thought as that to me. I prefer the statement of my text that it is to be eternal psalmody. “Crying with a loud voice, Salvation to our God and unto the Lamb.” In this world we have secular songs, and nursery songs, and harvest songs, and boatmen’s songs, and sentimental songs; but the greatest song of heaven, according to my text, will be salvation from death and liell unto eternal life through the blood of the Lamb. “They cried with a loud voice, Salvation unto our God and untojtlie Lamb.” I see a soul entering heaven, and the loved ones who preceded it gather around and hail the newly arrived and they say, “What shall we sing?” and the newly' arrived says, “Sing salvation;” and af ter awhile there is a chain of apprehen ion snapped, there is a throne of despot ism destroyed, or the church of Jesus Christ on earth gains some great vic tory, and the angels before the throne cry, “What shall we sing?” and the multitude around about the throne will answer, “Sing salvation.” And after awhile the church militant will rush up into the arms of the church triumph ant, and while the righteous are amend ing, and the world is burning, aqd all things are being wound up, the cry will be lifted, “What shall we sing?” and there will come up a response like the voice of many waters, and like the voice of mighty .thunderings, “Sing salva tion.” In this world there are songs plaintive with sorrow, and there are songs dirgeful for the dear; but no weeping symphony there, no wailing anguish. The tamest tune will be a hosanna. The dullest song will be a triumphal march. Joy of cherubim. Joy of seraphim. Joy of the ransomed. Joy forever. On,earth churches some times sang very poorly. They sang sometimes out of accord. Some would not sing; some could not sing; some sang too high; some sang too low; some sang fits and starts; but in that great audience of the redeemed all the voices will be in accord, and they who on | FOUR DOLLARS PER ANNUM. NO. 42. earth knew no difference between a plantation melody and the Dead March in Saul, will lift an anthem which the Mendelssohns and the Beethovens and ' the Schumanns never imagined, and through all eternity you might listen and not hear one the heights and depths and lengths and breadths and immensities of heaven filled with hosanna. When the people entered tho Temple of Diana in olden times their eyesight was extinguished by the brilliancy of the room, the gold and the glitter of the precious stones, and therefore the janitor when he intro duced strangers into that room always' said to them: “Take heed to your eyes,” The stranger entered that room with shaded vision. But, O! my friends, when the song of the redeemed rises about the throne, many voiced and multitudinous, you take heed bf your cars—the song so loud and so stupend ous. They siug a dock song, saying, “Who is lie that sheltered us in the wilderness, and was the shadow’ of a great rock in a iveary land?” and the chorus conies in, “Christ, the sliadow of a great rock in a weary land.” They ■sing a star song, saying, “Who is He that guideth us through the night, and when all other lights went shone on us the morning star of the world’s darkness?” and the chorus will come in, “Christ, the Morning Star for the world’s darkness.” They sing a flower song, saying, “Who is He that bright ened the way for us and breathed per fume into our soul, and bloomed on through frost and tempest?” and the response, the chorus will come in, “Christ, the Lily of the Valley, bloom ing through frost and tempest.” Y’ea, they sing a water song, saying, “Who is He that gleamed upon us through the top of the rock, and brightened all the ravines of earthly trouble, and was a fountain in the midst of the wilder ness?” and the chorus will come in, “Christ, the fountain in the midst of the wilderness.” Will we join that_ song ? Are we to-day rehearsing it ? A good Christian woman, dying in a house near the village church where every Saturday night the choir met for rehearsal, thought she heard them sing ing, in the last moment; but it was Wednesday night and they were not, at rehearsal. In her dying moment she said: “How swsetlvthey rehearse to- night; I never heard them sing so sweetly in the old church befoie.” “Why,” they said, “it, isn’t Satmday night; they are not rehearsing;- it is Wednesday night.” “Oh!” she re plied, “vou are mistaken;it is Saturday night and tliev are “rehearsing now the song.” Yes, it was the rehearsal of a song, but not the song of earth, li was tbe song of heaven. Will our closing to-day be in rehearsal for the great anthem? My friends, if we do not sing it here we will never sing it there. You want to sing it there, for this day while I speak yon are think ing of loved one who have gone over — father, mother, loved ones there. You want to know wliat they are doing now? I will tell you wliat they are doing. They are singing. You want to know what they wear? I will tell you what they wear. They wear white. O! if you only started this day for heaven. Angels of God poising mid air, cry .up the news; they are coming! Gate-keeper of heaven, forward tbe tidings. Watchman on the battle ments, throw the signal. Lfet there be jov in lieaven over sinners penitent and forgiven, They are coming! They are coming! O! it we miss heaven, it will not be because we do not want to get there; but if we lose it, it will be in tlie same way that Louis Philippe lost his empire. The palace was besieged, the national guards were in defense,and the general of the army said to.the Em peror, “Shall we fire?” “No,” he re plied, “not yet, not yet.” AfteT a while, when the soldiers began to ex change arms with the citizens, and it was found that the castle was about to be sur#eitdered, then the Emp'eror Louis Philippe said, “Fire!” “No,” said the general, “it is to late; we have surren dered.” Down went Louis Philippe, and from the face of the earth the house of Orleans, just because lie said, “Not yet, not yet.” God forbid that we should postpone the assault of our ; spiritual foes until the castle surren dered, and we have lost heaven the way Louis Philippe lost his empire. A negro girl at Tarboro, N. C., drank an entire quart of whiskey, went raving mad and died in a few hours. WOMAN. Hotter tlia.il tlie Smiles of Kings. To bring health and happiness to the homes of suffering women is ft mission be fore which royal favor sinks into insignifi cance. 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