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Newspaper Page Textfhe Sumier Republican. 3Eju-Wiuuu.t.Ow» Year - * - !»00 wntT, One Yew • " ' PTPATAKJC HI ADVAXC* Jfl All advertm iSemcntaVtlnaUnx from public b charged f or In accordance with d by the late General Assembly «mre» will be charged for In accordance with ffirod words, each Cgureand Initial, with a nd signature, to counted aa a word. VOL. 3L meets have been inane. ESTABLISHED IN ] 854 , BY C. W. HANCOCK.! INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE SCIENCE. AND GENERAL PROGRESS • --rfr.— AMEBICU&, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, MAT 2, 1884. .•Htorney at M*aw* AMEB1CU8 GA., Office In liawklna’ building, south side of Umar Street, In the old office of Fort* B. P HOLLIS, Attorney at Late, AMERICU9, GA. Office, Forsyth Street 'n National Bank M.J. WEBB. punuicouuuniuv Will tike good cases for conditional fee Hr. .1. A. FOOT, Physician and Surgeon, Offer* bis jr Sessional servlet* to the people of AiLuv n Lamar street. _ and vicinity. Office i)r. Eldrtdge’* Drug Store. At night Cl _ • ' * -* residence at the Taylor honse. Owing to the faithful and continuous efforts of our fire Department, one of my Drug Stores was saved from the late fire. II receive prompt attenl Dr. D. P. HOLLOWAY, DentisT, “-Americas. - Georgia Treatssuccessfully all dtoasesof the Den U1 organs. Fills teeth Dy *ue Improved method, and Inserts artificial teeth on the best material known to the profession. arOFFICE over Davenport and Son’s THECOMPLETE HOHE.J!rs?KJB $25.00 REWARD. e pa'ul for the arrest with proof to any person or persons injuring, g or in any manner interfering f street lamp of this city Given y hand and official signature, March LUMBER i LUMBER 1! vill be at A. C. BELL’S place two and wenty days. Will deliver lumber in ■ricus as low as the lowest. rOtf It. W. .IORDAN. Old Stand THE GEORGIA LOAN, AND TBUST COMPANY. Negotiates loans on improved farms. Time one to five years. Kate of interest eight per cent. Expenses light. Apply at principal office, Americus, Ga.* aprOtf Sead in this vrorld. F absolutely sure. Co., Augusta, Mi of goods which will help ail, either sex. to more money right away than anything else Fortunes await the workers address Truk A TAX NOTICE. 1 will be ready to receive the Tax teturns of Sumter county, for State and coun>y, on the 2nd day of April, and «-aa be found at the Court Q >U*e everv dav until rinse of books, unless absent >ks, unless absent on my rounds. 4tf J. A. DANIEL, R. T. R., S. C. E. E. Brows. Fillmore Brows. Edgerton Honse, Opposite Passenger Depot, MACON, GEORGIA. Z. Z. Brown & Son, Pr:prietors, Hates f2.00 Per Day. PATENTS 2rA.-jWa,MtMujj5S.tss:ra ■w«t wtdvi. cimitatad ntenihe paper. MSmh Weekly. 8plen<lUl riinravlnii* and Intrmllnff In- AmSIm/'jSu’n.N *?Cq\‘sc?lB ▲WOUCAM Office. aa Brae*way.: J. E. CRAWFORD, CONTRACTOR GUILDER) AMERICUS, CA. Work entrusted to me will be done with i and dispatch. SATISFACTION GUARANTEED. For reference apply to C. Me Wheatley. Americas, EDWARD J. MILLXlt, C. HORACE M MONUMENTAL MARBLE WORKS, “STILL IN THE RING,” I respectfully solicit all my customers and public generally to give mea LIBERAL SHARE of their PATRONAGE at my LAMAR STREET. No pains will be spared to make it a Comprising all the facilities heretofore found in both houses. I will deal in PURE DRUGS, Nftiler At McCall. PROPRIETORS, Southwest Corner of Public Square, AMEBIC US. - - - GEORGIA MONUMENTS, TOMBS, ETC., lest Italian and Aaterlcaa Marble. IRON RAILING Dr. James W. Jones, THERMO ELECTRIC REMEDY IT CURES neuralgia. RHEUMATISM, TOOTHACHE, HEADACHE, CATARRH. AND ALL DISEASES OF AN INFLAIf- ATOllT NATURE. Seed hr Man aid Good for least! sales ONE DOLLAR. «!saU^JSBSiWi *“ All Orders Promptly Filled. *"FuU directions accompany each bottle. CHEMICALS, And all the popular PATENT MEDICINES of the day. Having careful and efficient clerks, I will give special atten tion to my prescription depart ment, both day and night. E. J. ELDRIDGE, Druggist. jtyipip Ont of the Jaws of Death • gentleman who outlines b Mr. John Pearson’s Statement: In ttofortnu of IK1 vh attacked wKk a sgs*£j?tsn Mod* or.'HMdlrtno, but conttaJtxTto gnwr won*. I was not ified that I bad oaaaaamBaal as? gust rwaragajs - --*t made la my that ha would write Statement of Hr.BeiiF.Heamdon: '. Holloway In connultatk examination of the n -.’ST bopcjaaaT^I^^^Suwg stomach. and after about the third dose I" - ite n aha baa enjoyed f« dr. Heamtlnn'a post-office ia Tatcavllle. 1,'p- n County, Gn. lie is a thoroughly rellaola tn In every pnrtlcular. LAMAR, RANKIN, & LAMAR, MACON, GA. XUTFfS PILLS We were sisters, Calls and I. We had been drawn together more than aiatera usually are after marriage, by the aadnesa of our positions. Left or phans at an eariy age, a bachelor nncle had uken na to hia home, and we thought to his heart nntil we were Calls, at the age of sixteen, had married a gay yonng man who led her aad life. He seemed never to be hap py nnlesa at some low dancing party among hia drinking compi _, BOWELS, disordered liver, ,—S2SJ symptoms indicate their sxistence •^ksjftalmsss"* 1 * co * t '”’ 8lc she remonstrated with him harsh words anre to follow; and as her little home often lacked the necessaries of life, her lot had been a hard one. Rut length, poor fellow, died of his excesses, leaving Calls a sad yonug creature of only twenty Hammers. ostM, osisnrTnogf "«nedy that acts directly " line TBITS equaL Their act loo on tbe aasaasffsg.*jg skin and a vigorous body. TBTTS filu 2H%5® C J ffHplng nor interfere with daily work aad are a perfect ANTIDOTE TO MALARIA. HE FEELS JUKE A NEW KAN. Dyspepsia — - . poor Charlie s death I too had married, and my hus band, too, was gay and bright. His worst fanlt was that he was a yonug sailor. Bat my ancle did not quite discard me, as he did my sister, per haps because he would have lacked a housekeeper had he sent me away: yet many were the bitter words that I had listen to after Harry's ship had sailed and he did not return, from my tIon,two years, i bave namrel passages. I feel 1 man- W.D. EDWAEDS,Pal SuUtm T wber«,aSc. Office,* WARDS, Palmyra, O. snspicions Uncle Jacob. It was two years since I had heard from Harry, and the little stock of money he had left me had entirely giv en ont, when I received a piteous letter from my sister, felling me that she r»y8L,N.T. TUTTS HAIR DYE. Goat ILajk ok Whiskers changed In. orsenttoyrxpre,, on receipt of *1. Office, 44 Murray Street. New York. TlTTt MAMUAl OF USEFUL RECEIPTS FRO. HOSTEJjElft Fitters The kidneys set as purifiers of the blood, and when their functions are Interfered with through weakness, they need toning. They become healthfully active by the use of Hoatetter’sStomach Bitters, when falling short of relief from other sources. This sup rb stimulating tonic also prevents and arrests fever and ago*, constipation, liver gen- PP nag JlSli M<$B MANDRAKE and BUCHU, Nature’s True Remedy for all BUlious DLv lemedy fora * Torpidity o: and Ineonttnnence of the Urine and loss of tone in the parts. It has no equal in the re lief and cure of Files. FOR SALE BT AU DRUGGISTS. Price 50 Cent*. Manufactured by HAILE & MOWER, 9B Whitehall Street, Atlanta, Georgia. FOR SALE BY DRs E. J.EiBRIDGE feblSiy Americus, Ga. Winship & Callaway, 120 Second Street, Macon, Ga. Leading CLOTHIERS AND HATTERS of Middle Ga aprl9tf. ~Alladin Oil und pure Kerosene at Dr. Eldridge’a Diug Store. HTEAKT TO PKAY. t Kxrrnucax. Fa weary, ae weary, and sick— 1 aa tired and sad to-night; The crass is heavy, the road is rough Hat trad, to the Hudm of Liat r “5K£ES»5££ Too weary to read, too weary to talk, But never too weary to pray. ■I aa very yoong to he wearied H Ida tS^SSS&S^ih. And will Jaaes be ay frirad? m Will I paasin safety the swelling tide, THtenFregahaS^to^^Fe shore? You taught me; mother, of Jeans' 1< When out a little one; Of the robes of white tbs ransomed wear In the dty that needs no sun. You tanght me, aftOagon your knee And the beautiful hone In the sties. But I’m weary to-nlxht, and e Doth dose in quiet sleep, 1 fsla would clasp my hands a That Jiaus weald ■ For with the solemn shades of night My spirit might pass away, For 1 am weary and wish to rest. But never too weary to pray. ft. THE DAWNING OF THE DAY'. try ill, that her husband was dead, id that she needed everything, clothes, loving care, and money. I took this letter to my ancle's room, with the tears creeping down my cheeks, ani I beard him grumble aa I opened the ‘Blamed hard lines on a man to have two girls natural born fools!" I laid the letter before him with me misgivings, remembering the careless words Calls had addressed to him when she left with her husband four years ago, and which I knew were not forgiven. The stern line* on Un cle Jacob’s face deepened as be read. “Anal! she's got just what I told her she wonld get." Bat, ancle, may I not go for her and her baby and bring them home?” “Here? A sick woman and a squall ing brat? I did not think yon were snch a fool!' Bat. uncle,” I urged, “it is Calls." 'It’s a fool!" he shouted. “Don’t yon think a crying grass widow is enough to have around without a drunkard’s wife, with a brat thrown in?” “I shall go to her immediately," re turned I, choking down my feelings. “Go if yon wish to," he screamed. 'Bat if yon do, don’t yon into my honse again— ; yon dare "Ob, nncle, I must go! It’s my n sister; I never coaid rest again if I did not go to her." “Yes, yes, that’s always the way. Forsake those who give yon bread' to eat, and clothe* to wear. Marry ras cals, every girl of yon, rnn through everything, then come coaxing back again to be supported! I told that girl what kind of a bed she was making for herself, now let her lie in it." , “But, nncle," I answered, sobbing, "You have everything, a home, and servants to wait on yon, thousands of dollars in money. Yon have been very kind to give me a home, bnt still poor Calls has nothing. I mast, indeed I Helpf Pretty help yoa’ll be!” he sneered as I left the room. Bnt I sold some of my costly cloth ing aad I went. I found my sister bnt the shadow of her former eelf, with pnny little babe in her arms. I nursed her back to health as carefully as I could, and then the struggle for exist ence began. It was very hard, utterly inexperienced ae I was, but: with God’ help we made onr way. Little Gertie, my namesake, grew to a very little cherub, the pride and joy of onr two lonely hearts. Calls became rosy-cbeeked and happy again, and I, though I had my own secret trouble, wav happier than I had been while enduring the taunts of my irascible nncle. I had learned from at my old home that onr ancle had sold out bis- property and gone to New York to live with hia sister, onr Aunt Charity, as much » specimen of crabbedness than Uncle Jacob as it was possible to be. Daring all this time I had not beard from Harry, and I accustomed myself Calls’* sympathy w«* very precioi to me during my saddest hoars, such a contrast aa it was to Uncle Jacob’ taunts and reproaches. At length there came a telegram. The poor old man was dead. We went immediately to Aunt Charity, who ap peared to think that all we came ior was to hear the contents of the will She told us immediately that her brother had laft all his property to' and expressed her astonishment we show no more feeling upon the sub ject. Just as we were leaving her she said to ns pityingly: “Now, if yon girls had minded Ja cob abont marrying, be wonld have left von some of his property,1 know." -on think, Annt “ho you think, Annt Chant; Calls, lightly, “he wonld ha* » better if we had beta old maids. 1 “Well, I guess ojdmaida ia as good as widdere, especially* them as don’t know whether tbeir men’s alive or not she retorted. Poor Annt Charity had taken Galla 1 - speech as a tauufe of her spinsterhood, and retaliated. **Oh, well, Annt, Chanty,” I put it quickly, “we can support ourselves, and I am really glad Uncle Jacob gave you the property, and I hope you will enjoy it. y torljr speech I was 'visit her again; ! r invitation from e neith r kiss fended ‘Gertie," said Calls, as . _ gliding along in the train, “I had rath er live in our own circumstances fotev- than to feel as Aunt Charity dois, with all her wealth. She has aot one ““ ou.not one friend with whom she trusts in the world." •*; . Soon after this so rib w came Our little darling, our Gertie, breal one her little life in hspnctUer?* af while I stood by' utterly powerless to ward off the grim destroyer. Calls bnt the neeessity i>rk saved her as it had done :nred for her work in the at factory where 1 was employed, and steady toil keeps one from thinking very much Aunt Charity did not come to ns at i time of our bereavement,and it was t long before I received a letter from her which read: 'I am about to die, and I want yon :ome and take care of me. I shall mind your being a grass widow, for you. will not be trying to get married again. If yon come I will giv# you a this test yon will know that ho loves you truly; and aa Will is very weal thy, I may be %ble sometime to repay yon for what you have don* for me; so would not care for the property.** A week passed rapidly away, and one afternoon Calls came to me smil* nig and looking aa happy as a child. th , Gertie," she cried gayly, “Will has. told him all, and he cable •nttfc out Ivksgeyfaoev ih* crucible.” “What did he say?" I asked. "That he knew it before, and that he thought yor had had time enough to make np yonr mind, and that he was coming to-sight.”. I burst into tears; it seemed that Harry was dearer to me a moment'than he had ever been. “Oh, you mnin’t!” said Calls. ‘You will spoil yonr eyes, and he will lehsre good li Charity Bridgmak. P. 8.—What a mercy that poor child died before it was old enough to imitate the errors of its poor mother." iff that the letter met Calla' sufiiciently iudignant Don’t gc near her, Gertie!' il postscript before “She is old, and has no one to care for her. I shall go." ■’Bat a grass wid! And she will treat worse than a servant, and never nything, not as much as “Net I shall go," Ir plied. But there were times when I almost regretted my resolution, thongh I tried bravely hold my own temper; and I rejoiced now that I almost always succeeded. The first day Bhe told me: “I shan’t never give yon nothing but home, so if you have come here after ioney.it won’t do auy good, for I’ve willed il “New alia ’ mind, Annt Charity; I did Alter that sht Then she called What yon got on that black dress tonming for for? 1 wouldn' man that tvonldn’l live with “Oh, Annt Charity, Harry is surely And then I was silent, and after little she began again: “Mercy sake*, yon. are a perfect the almshouse. But poor Aunt Charity’s days were near their end, and I bore with her with what patience 1 could. Bat after five anxious years of wait ing, the true and full report of the loss of the “Ayero,” Harry’s ship, upon the far off coast of Africa, came. One had made his way home through the dark continent into Egypt and thence to New York, and his account published in all the papers. Annt Charity only sniffed when I showed it her, 6aying: “You may be thankfnl that be had t left yon. He never thought noth- ipg of yon, or he’d never went way off And I wondered fhrongh my tears if Anntri3harity had ever cared a straw for any living being, or had any' ieel- ings of her own, that Bhe cared so lit tle for the feelings of others. One day soon after this she was shut nj> all day with two or threo lawyers, willing her property, as she afterwards said, to “somebody who would have decent if I had given taken them a chance. But all of these unkind things were forgotten when, after poor Annt Char ity’s death, that will was read, and 1 found myself the heiress of a hundred thousand dollars, provided I never mar ried again Calla, however, was forgotten, cepting a small gift in money and Annt Charity’s wardrobe; bnt she knew as well as I that as long as I Jiad dollar shs wonld share it with We had been in New .York for five years, and Calla was now a beautiful woman, of 27 years, ■aud I, my darling sister told me, looked better than I ev-| r looked before, although my nsxt These years had been fall of rest to me, and I bad been able to gratifi love for tbe beautiful had once little dreamed of. We had mingled with society, sit U! and I, and Calla had enjoyed herself to the fall, and regained all her girl hood’s happiness; and I, too, wonld have been perfectly happy had not thoughts of Harry's sad end ever ' Duringthis time we had'made the acquaintance of a Mr. Winslow, a »* fine personal appearance, with a fall dark, flowing beard and a pair of brown eyes that reminded me so forcibly of Harry, sometimes, that I tamed my bead for fear he wonld see the tears in my eyes. As I sat thinking of this resemblance, one morning, Calla cams to me with a !lu*h on her cheek and a happy light in her beautiful eyes. “Gertie, darling, 1 am going to be married again," she said and stopped, blnshing. “Well, pet,” I replied, kissing her nrllv “■Kn ia it^“ fondly, “who “Can you not guess?” she asked. “Yes, 1 can," I answered. “It it Will Roberta, and I can rejoice with yon, for be is a man with sterling in- * and the firmest temperance principles. “Yes dear,” she said softly, "Will’ principles are as firm as yonr own." Then I tat watching her idly clouded, and she exclaimed ab ruptly: “Gertie, it seems to me as if you most always bo giving up your happi- nesa or your property, or somethin ** “What do you mean?" I asked. “Call* I do not doubt that I love Mr. Winslow when in his company; bnt when he ia not here Harry to rise before me, and I have dreamed three nights in succession that he was “Why, Gertie,” she cried may, “what a terribly morbid state you are in! Of coarse poor Harry is dead, or he wonld have sought yon ere this. It will be a great deal to give up," the went on, “this beautiful home and al> yonr property; but still, if Mr. Windslow shows himself superior to very fsw moments." Then she took ms off np to my room, and arrayed me in a lovely amber silk with black lace trimmings, arranged my hair to suit her own fancy, kissed me and said: “Now, go down stairs, say yes, and never think so sadly of poor Harry again. He wonld tell yon to be happy conld he bnt see yon.” 8o I went slowly down stain. Mr. Winslow met me at the librery door, and. passing hia arm around my waist, said: * mu,t b* T « my answer.’ “It is to be ‘yes, I said softly. Why?" he asked. “Because I love yon. 1 “Then yon have driven all thoughts of your bdy husband entirely from yonr mind?” he inquired aadly. “Oh, no, no! I cried, a great pain breaking through all my happiness. “Oh, Harry, Harry!" “Oh, darling, darling!" he cried, drawing me closer. “Don’t yon know me? Can’tyon see that I am yonr own husband, Harry?”* And then all sensibility forsook me, and when I came to myself it was two dnrs later, and Harry, my sister, and Will Roberts, stood beside my conch Harry, had shaved off his monstrous beard in the interval, and looked almost as he did when he sailed away, only his fair akin lirnn^l 1„. it., a rJ. i bronzed hy the Afrf- Harry," I asked, -where havt been all these years?" “I have been a slave, my darling, to an African chief. Six mqpths ago 1 escaped.to some Englishmen oi nver Nile, and from thence 1 can reetly home." ‘Bat why didn't yon tell meat < “Darling, I do not know. I searched for yon, and found yon in yonr new home. Perhaps I felt something like Enoch Arden. I did not wish yon to give up yonr property if you did really love me.” “Bat,” said Will Roberts, “we have taken the will to a lawyer, and he tella ns that as long as yon do not marry again, the property is yonrs; and as Harry is yonr husband already .yon will not lose yonr property." “Did yon know alL thi»?’T asked half reproachfully of. Calla. . “Not till you fainted; Then Mr. Thompson told ns.” * And since that time I have, known i sorrow. It was indeed “The Dawn ing oT the Day” for me. ■ . A peck of worms have ,$eed fcnown to pass from one child. Sh^infir’a In dian Vermifuge was the remedy need. Only 25 cents a bottle. Vi tal Questions!! Ask tbe most emiaent physician Of any school, what is the best thing latheworldforqnieting and allaying all irritation of tbe nerves and curing all forms of nervous complaints, giving natnral .Kildllk. -1 _i - natural, childlike refreshing sleep al ways? And they will tell yon unhesitatingly “Home form of Hope!" Aak any or all of the most eminent physicians: “What ia tbe beet and only remedy that «*an be relied on tooureall diseases of the kidneys and urinaiy organs; snch as Bnfflit 1 , k.,.. — h as Bright's disease, diabetes, re tention or inibility to retain urine, and all the diseases and ailments peculiar * Women”— “And they will tell yon explicitly and emphatically “Buchu.' Aak the same physicians “What is the most reliable and Barest ^nre-forrejl lirer diseases or dyspepsia; constipation, indigestion, biliousness, malarial fever, ague, Ac.,” and they will tell^on: • Mandrake! or Dandelion!" Hence, when these remedies are com bined with others equally valuable And compounded into Hop Bitters, snch a wonderful and mystei * tive power is developed w varied in its operations that or ill health can possibly exist or resist its power, and yet itfi Harmless ior the most frail weakest invalid or amallast child to ns*. “Almost dead or nearly dyinc" For years, and given np by phyaic- ns of Bright’s and other kidney dis eases, liver oomplalnts, severe oonghs called consumption, have bsea cured. Women gone nearly crazy! From agony of neuralgia, nervoos- , weakfalneas and vanona diaaasee People drawn ont of shape from ex cruciating pangs of Rheumatism. Inflammatory and chronic, or suffer ing from scrofula! Erysipelas, salt rheum, blood poison ing, dyspepsia, indigestion, and in fact almost all diseases frail nature is heir to have been cared by Hop Bitters, proof of which can be found in i neighborhood in the known world. u:: h will send you a recelpe that will cure you, FREE OF CHARGE. This great remedy was discovered hy a missionary in South America. Send a self-addressed envelope to the Rev. Joseth T. Iskax, station D, New York City. marS-ly. Pure Brandies, ^Vlnee and Whis- klen at Dr. Eld ridge’s Drug Kirravr ^TABERNACLE SERMONS. BI BET. T. DeWITT TALHAGE. NEW LESSONS. She supposing him to be the gardener.- St. John, xx, 15. Here are Maty Magdalen and Christ jnst alter his resurrection. For four thousand years a grim and ghastly ty rant had been killing people and dr ging them into his cold palace, had a passion for human skulls. For forty centuries ha had been unhindered in his work. He had taken down kings and queens and oonquerors, and those without fame. In that oold palace there were shelves of skulls, and pil lars of ska'ls and altars of sknlls, and even tbe chalices atetbe table were made of bleached sknlls. To the skel eton of Abel he had added the. skele tons of all the sgee-and no ooe had disputed his right nntil one Good Fri day abont 1851 yean ago, as near aa I can calculate it, a mighty stranger came to the door of that awful palace, for the gardener while spading and nlanting and irrigating the parterre. Jf coarse, we want to see Christ at last in royal robe and diademed, a celestial equestrian mounting the white horse, but from this Easter of 1884 to our last Easter on earth we most need to see Christ as Mary Magdalen saw him at the daybreak, “supposing him to be the gardener." Another thing which the church and the world have not noticed in regard to the resurrection of Christ, is that He made His first post-mortem appearance to on* who had been the seven-deviled Mary Magdalen. One would have supposed He would have made his first posthnmons appearance to a woman who had always been illustrious for goodness. There are saintly women who have always been saintly, saintlv m girlhood, saintly in infancy, always saintly. In nearly all our families there have been saintly annta. In my iamilv cireta it nimL A Ill fcmily circle it ... ..iotlj Act Phol be, m jour, uictlj Act Mertb., or ••mtly Annt Ruth. Ooe olnje nint- Ij. But not to wee the one spoken of l a fhe text. . While Jon ore not to ceD' rolled back the door and seizing the tyrant threw him pavement and put upon the tyrant’c neck the heel of trinmph. Then the necx ine neel ot triumph. Then the mighty stranger, axploring all the ghastly furniture of the palace, and walking through the labyrinths and opening the dark oellars of mys tery, and tarrying nnder a roof the riba of which were mads of human bones, tarrying for two night* and a day, the nights very dark and the day very dis mal, he seized the two chief pillars of that awfnl palace and rocked them nn til it began to fall, then laying hold of the ponderon* front gate hoisted it from its hinges and marched forth cry ing: “I am the resarrection!" That event we celebrate this Easter morn. Handelian and Beethovian miracles of sound added to this floral decoration, which has set the galleries and plat form abloom. There ate three or four things which ■ J t . ■' juu are uofc lO con- fonnd her with the repentant courtesan who made her long locks do the work of towel at Christ’s foot-washing, yon not to forget that she was exorcised -- -*e Ten devils. What a capital of demonology she must have been. What a chorus of diabolism. Seven devila—two for the eyes, and two for the hands, and two for the feet, and -me for th* tongue. Seven devils. Yet all these are extirpated, and now she is aa good as ever ah* was bad, and Christ honors her with the first posthumous appearance. What does that mean? Why, it means for worst sinner great est grace; it means those lowest down shall com* highest np; it means that the clock that strikes twelve at mid- night may strike twelve at midnoon; it msans that the grace ot God ia seven times stronger than sin. Mary Mag dalen the seven-deviled became Mary Magdalen the seven-angeled. It means that when the Lord meets ns at last He will not throw np to us what we have been. All he said to her was, “Mary. ” Many people having ’ the world and the charch have not tfcad *n regard to the resarrection of Lord in gardener 1 Christ. First, o attire. Mary Magdalen, grief struck, stands by the rifled sarcophagus of ChrUtand turns tfronnd, Imping she can find, the track of tbe aacriligious resurrectionist who has despoiled tbe grave, and she finds some one in work ing apparel oome forth as if to water the flowers or uproot the weeds from the garden or set to reclimbingthe fall en vine—some one in working apparel, his garments perhaps having the sign of .he dost and dirt of tbe occupation. —jr—tr —o •“»- l>er under such circumstances wonld have said, “Let me see, how many devils did yon have? One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. What a terrible piece yon were when I first met you." The most of the Christian women in our day would have nothing to do with Mary Magdalen even after her conver- Mary Magdalen, on her face the of a fresh shower of weeping, -turns to tits workman-and charges him with the desecration of the tomb, when lo! the stranger responds flinging his whole soul into one word whielT trem bles with all the sweetest rhyth of earth and heaven, saying: “Mary!" In that peculiarity of accentuation all the in cognito fell off, and she fonud that in stead of talking with an humble gar- ihe was talking all the hanging aion, lest somehow they be compro mised. The only thing that I have to aay against women is that they have not enough mercy for Mary Magdalen. Christ put all pathos, and all reminis cence, and all anticipation, and all par don, and all comfort. and all heaven into one woid of four letters—“Mary.” Mark yon, Christ did not appear to Bible Elizabeth, or Bible Han- —, or Bible Esther, or Bible Debo rah, or Bible Vashti, bnt to Mary. Not to a Mary against whom nothing was said, not to Mary the mother of Jeans, not to Mary the sister of Lazarus, but - seven-deviled Mary. Here is dener of Asia with Him who owns gardens of Heaven. Constellations^ the clusters of forget-me-nots, the sun flower^ the chief of all, the morning aky and midnight aurora, flaming terraces of beanty blazing like a summer wall with coronation roses and giants of battle. Blessed and glorious mistake of Mary Magdalen. “She. supposing him to be the_gardener." What does that mean? It means that we have every-day Christ for every-day work, rery-day apparel. Not on Sab bath morning in onr most seemly ap parel are we more attractive to Christ than we are in onr every-day work dress, managing onr merchandise, smiting onr anvil, plowing onr field; tending the flying shuttles, mending the garments for onr household, provi ding food for onr families, or toiling with weary pen or weary pencil or wea ry chisel. A working day Christ in working day apparel for us in our every-day toil. Put it into the high est strain of this Easter anthem. “Supposing him to be the gardener." If Christ had appeared at daybreak with a crown upon His head that wonld have seemed to suggest especial sym pathy for monarch*; if Christ had ap peared in chain of gold and with robe diamonded, that wonld have seemed to be especial sympathy for the affluent; if Christ had appeared with soldier’s sash and sword dangling at his side, that wonld have seemed to iaiply espe cial sympathy for warriors; but when I find Christ in gardener’s habit, with perhaps the flakes of the earth and of tbe upturned soil npon His garments, then I spell it ont that He has hearty and pathetic understanding with every day work and every-day anxiety, and every-day fatigue. Roll it down in comfort all through these aisles, roll it in comfort to- all these galleries. A working-day Christ in working-day apparel. Tell it in the darkest corri dor of tbe mountain to the poor miner. Toll if tn th* g.ia.. . Tell it to the factory maid in most ventilated establishment at Lowell or Lancaster. Tell it to the clearer of roughest new ground in Western wil derness. Tell it to the sewing woman. stick in the side forrevery stick in the garment, some of their cruel employer* * * 1 ’tifttl,:.V- tU.* having no right to think that they will get through tbe door of heaven aay more than they conld get through the eye of a broken needle which has just dropped on the bare floor from the pricked and bleeding finger* of th* con sumptive sewing girl. Away with >8 L your talk about hypostatic soteriology, of the Council of Trent and tbe metaphysics of religion which wonld freeze practical Christianity out of the world; bnt pass along this gar dener’s coat to all nations that they may touch tbe hem of it and feel the thrill of the Christly brotherhood. Not supposing the man to be Caesar, not anpjioaing him to be Socrates, bnt “supposing him to bo the gardener.” 01 that'is what helped Joseph Wedg wood. toiling amid the heat and the dost of the potteries nntil he conld make for Queen Charlotte the first roy al table aervice of English manufacture That was what helped James Watt, scoffed at and caricatured, nntil lie conld put on wheels the thunderbolt of power which roars by day and night in every fnrnace of the locomotive engines of America. That is what helped Hugh Miller, toiling amid the quarries of Cromartie until every rock became to him a volume of the world’s biogra- hy, and he found tbe footsteps of tbe restor in the old Ted sandstone. O, rid wants a Christ for the office, t for the kitchen, a Christ for ip, a Christ for the banking- “ seven-deviled—devil of avarice, devil of pride, devil of hate, devil of in dolence, devil of falsehood, dovil of strong drink, devil of impropriety. God can take them all away, seven or seventy. A few weeks ago I rode over the new cantilever bridge that spans Niagara—a bridge 900 feet long, over 859 feet of chasm from blnff to blnff. I passed over it without any anxiety. Why? Because last December twenty- two locomotives and twenty-two cars laden with gravel had tested the bridge, thousands of people standing on the Canadian side, thousands standing on the American side to appland the achievement. And however long tho *“iin of onr immortal interests may be, -•*> »t# to remember that God’s bridge of mercy spanning the chasm of sin has been fully tested by the awful tonnage of all the pardoned sin of all the ages, church militant standing on one bank, church triumphant standing on the other bank. O! it was to the seven-deviled Mary that Christ made his first post-mortem appearance, ui» jnjai—uiuiicui appearance. There is another thing that the world and the charch have not observ ed in regard to this rssnrrection, and that i*,.it was the morning twilight. If tha chronometer had been invented and Mary had as good a watch of the Marys of — — v* vui time have, she wonld have fpnnd it abont half-past * o’clock a. m. Matthew says it was i th« dawn, Mark says it was at the sni rising. Lake, says it was very early i the morning, John saye it was while wae yet dark. In other words, it w. tarilivht Tho a'.Ia.I. twilight. That was th* o’clock at which Mary Magdalen mistook Christ for tbe gardener. What does that mean? It means there are shadows over the grave nnlilted, shadows of mystery that are hovering. Mary stooped down and tried to look to the other end of the crypt. She gave hys teric outcry. She oonld not see to the other end of tho crypt. Neither can yen see to the other end of the grave of yonr dead. Neither can we see to the other end of onr own grave. O' :f there were shadows over tbe family p belonging to Joseph of Arimathea, it strange that there should be 7 Plot Easter shadows over onr family lot? dawn, not Easter noon. Shadow unanswered questions, why were uken away from ns? why were hver given to ns if they’ were * uken so aoon? why were they . so suddenly? why conld thw not they they Uken Why? . Shadow grave c ourselves i launched ottered some farewell words? A short qasstion, bat a whole crucifix ion of agony in it. Why? on th* graves of good men’and » who seemed to die before there was done. Shadow on all the of children, because we ask why was so beautiful a craft at all if it was to be wrecked outside tbe harbor? Bnt what . Mary Magdalen have to do in order., get more light on the grave? She had only to wait. After a while tbe Easter snn rolled np and the whole pi flooded with light. What hw, and I to do in order to get more on onr own graves and light npon graves of onr loved ones? Only to nk..L. v ~e a s_ _!,l l- s mile , did s light Charles V. of Spain, with his vanta and torches, went down into vault of the necropolis where his ceston were buried, and wont dee; farther on until he came to a cr around which-were arranged the c kets of his ancestors. He also for a casket containing the body of one his own family. He had that cae opened and there by embalmer's art found that the body was as perfect eighteen years before, when it wait. the tombed. But nnder the exploratio body and mind perished. O! _ tho Wining twilight t™ anghtor and brighter and brighter tm- .0 th. perfect day. I |,roach it towlnj. ‘ho catacombs, sunriio OMrtho urcophagi whom tho’.hips lie barred. Half past five o'clock alnou-- the tombs now,but soon to bo tho noon- 1*7 ° f “P ,sni ' ti . 0 “ an"l hcalitndo'.“ U It was in the morning twilight that Ma- rj Magdalen mistook Christ for tiro gardener. Another thing tho world aod tho church have not observed that is Christ pathetic credentials. How do yon know He was not a gardener? His garments said He was a gardener. The flakes of the upturned earth scattered upon His garments said he was a gardener, now do you know He was not a gardener? Before Easter had gone by He gavn tn some of His disciples His three c tials. lie showed them His ham Hia side. Three paragraphs written in ngid or depressed cuticle. A scar in the right palm, a scar in the left palm, a scar amid the riba-scars, scars. That is the way they knew Him. That ia tbe way you and I will know Him. Aye, nin I saying this morning too much * when I say that will be one of the ways in which yon and I will know each other by the scars of earth: scars- of accident of sickness, scars of persecution, of hard,work,scars of battle, scars of eld age. When I see Christ’e resur rected body having scars, it makes me think that onr remodelled and resur rected bodies will have scars. Why,- before wo got out of this world some’of will be covered with scars all* over. Heaven will not be a bay into which float summer yachts alter a pleasuring with the gay bunting and with the em broidered sails as lair as when they were first unfurled. Heaven will be nore like a navy yard where men-of- var come in from Trafalgar and Lcpan- ,o, men-of-war with masts twisted by a jyclone, men-of-war struck on all sides by sevoiity-four pounders, men-of-war with decks scorched of tho shell. Old Constitutions, old Constellations float ing in, discharged from service, to rest forever. In the resurrection, Christ' credentialcd by rears. Yon and I will be credentialed, and will recognize each other, by scars. Do you think them now a disfigurement? Do you think them now a badge of endurance? I tell yon the gloriona thought this morning, they are going to be the means of heav enly recognition. thing that the There i . _ m world and the chnrch have not noticed this resarrection of Christ, and that that Christ from Friday. Sabbath was lifeless in a hot climate, where sanitary prudonce demanded that' burial take place the same day as death and where there was no ice to retard dissolution. Yet, after three days He comes up so healthful so robust and so - rubicund, Mary Magdalen takes Him for a gardener. Not supposing him to bo an invalid from a hospital, nc(t sup- the tomb, but supposing Him to be the gardener. Healthful by tho breath of the upturned sod, and by a perpetual life in the sunshine. After Christ’s interment every cellular tissue broke down, and nervo and artery and brain were a physiological wreck, and yet He comes up swarthy, rubicund and well. When 1 seo after snch inortua- 2 evidence snch radiant appearance, * at settles it that whatever shonld be come of the dead bodies of onr Chris tian dead, they are going to come up, the nerves restrung, the optic nerves resumed, the ear drum a vibrate, the whole body lifted up without its weak nesses and worldly uses, for which we want no resurrection Come, is it not almost time for ns to go ont to meet onr reanimated dead. Can you not hear tbe lifting of the rusted latch of their sepulchre? O! the glorious tlionght, the glorious consolation of this subject when I find Christ coming np without any of the lacerations—for yon must remember He was lacerated was woun ded fearfully in the crucifixion-coming np without one. Wbat does that make me think? That the grave will get nothing of ns except onr wounds and our imperfections. Christ went into the grave exhausted and bloodless. AH th* currents of His life had pouted ont from His wounds. He had lived a life of trouble, sorrow and privation, and then He died a lingering death. His entire body hung on four spikes. No invalid of twenty years suffering ever went into the grave so white and ghas tly and broken down*ks Christ, and yet here He comes np so rubicund and ro bust, she supposed Him to he a gar dener. Oh! all the sidesches and the head aches and the back aches and the leg aches and the heart aches wo will leave where Christ left His. Tbe ear will come np without its heaviness, the eye will come up without its dim ties*, the lungs will come up without oppre**.- ed respiration, u! what races we will run when wc become immortal athlete*.. 0! what circuits wo will take when,ail earthly imperfections subtracted and al celestial velocities added, we shall >et np onr residence in that city which. Standing this morning amid the shat tered masonry of our Lord’s tomb,T point yon to a world without hearse, without tumulus, without catafalque j and without a tear. Amid all the cat he drain of tho blessed, no rendering of the Dead March in Sanl, but whole libretti of Hallelujah Chorus.. O! put trnmpet to lip and l-nger key and lov ing forehead against the bosom o| jah, r forehead against the bosom ot a ns- Christ. Hallelujah, amen! llalleln- • Caning Hie Heathen. - “A ship sailed out of Boston a few years since, carrying a few missionaries to the benighted tribes on the Congo, in Africa; but the same ship also b«re 5,200 gallons of the best New England Rum to the same benighted* tribe. Its casks are rolled ashore at Spmrna and Joppa, and camels bear _ it npon their backs beyond the deserts of Arabia to Ur. of the Chaldees. It i* said to be as cheap at tbe foot .4 Olympus, as among the resorts at the Adirondack* and White Mountains. It curses tbe shores of the Danube and Tiber and carries its blasting mockeries to the foot of tho Ural chain, and .the gates of the imperial wall of China." So this ceaseless enrte rolls . While philanthropy sends to thousai ds the saving word of everlasting life, British Opium, and New England Bum carry streams of death and desolation to hundreds of thousands of poor be nighted souls. “What shall the her-

Georgia Historic Newspapers

The Weekly Sumter republican. (Americus, Ga.) 18??-1889, May 02, 1884, Image 1