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TOPICS OF THE DAY,
The Department of Agriculture is
receiving many requests for silkworm
eggs, and replies that they cannot be
shipped successfully till fall. Slub I
berry trees and a satisfactory climate I
are essential, the South being the best !
field of labor.
A nugget of gold weighing 21
pounds (about $5,000) has been found
at the Berlin diggings, Victoria, and I
brought into Dunolly by two miners. |
The gold field was celebrated for j
nuggets some years since, and the
present find will no doubt lead to the
discovery of others.
The Chicago Tribune remarks that
"the Japanese government is wrest
ling with the question of text-books
in the schools. Think of it! A nation
only lately barbarous already attain
ing to that highest index of civiliza
tion, a wrangle over the claims of
rival publishing houses ! The evolu
tion of Japan is the real marvel of the
ninteenth century."
The population of the State of
Nevada has dwindled down to 12,000
in consequence of the collapse of the
mining interests, and there are scarce
ly enough inhabitants left to maintain
a State government. The saltpetre
beds, however, may induce a fresh
immigration, and add to the popula
tion. The deposits are very favorably
situated for working, being in the
vicinity of a rich farming country,
with an abundant supply of wood and
water close at hand.
In the New Orleans markets every
thing is sold by the eye. There is no
standard of measurement. Nine
tenths of the hundreds who sell in the
noted French markets of the city do
not know what a bushel or a peck is.
They buy their vegetable by the lot,
and place them in little piles on tables.
These piles are of different sizes and
prices The buyer looks at the piles
and buys that which lie thinks is big
gest and best. .Sometimes buckets
and boxes are used to measure, but
they are of all kinds and shapes.
There was no city in Europe with
1,000.000 inhabitants at the beginning
of the present century, the most popu
lous being London, witli 865,000 per
sons. There are now five European
cities with upward of 1,000,000 in
habitants, and tlie first two of which
contain in the aggregate 7,000,00)
persons. In America, at the begin
ning of the century, there were no
cities that would now be regarded as
more than fourth-class towns;
the population of New York was
about 60,000. At the last census there
were twenty-six in the United .States
which exceeded that figure.
The Yuma Indians of Arizona, who
at the American occupation of Cali
fornia were to be found scattered over
all the desert bottoms of the Colorado
River and its tributaries, and who
were then supposed to number six
thousand souls, now number only about '
fifteen hundred. The men are above I
the average ot anv while race in
stature; in fact, a short man is not to
be found. Broad chested and strong
limbed, with a springy gait and a
swinging stride. Yuma is no ordinary I
man and capable of wonderful endur- |
ance. Contact with civilization has j
been the bane of the tribe.
One of the greatest attractions of I
the London season has been the series :
of concerts given by Senor Sorasat i, i
the Spanish violinist, who holds to-day
a position at the head of his profession .
in Europe. Although Sorasata ap- '
l peared in this country years ago, he I
\ was then comparatively little known
4 outside of his own country, and
| American audiences evidently failed 1
} to recognize the superiority of his f
t genius. This year he was heard in :
/ England for the first time, and his
performances have been described as a
series of artistic triumphs. He is not
only an interpreter of the classic ;
works, but is a composer himself, and :
his own compositions as played by him
self have proved, perhaps, the most j
attractive features of his perform- |
ances. It is said that lie is thinking
of visiting America again next sea- i
son.
The Best Advice.
John K. Porter, the well known New
York lawyer, was aligned, when a
k young man, thedefence of a man charg
ed with assault in the second degree,
and charged by the Court to give the
accused the best.advice he could under
Y the circumstances. Porter immediate
t ly retired to an adjacent room to con
-1 suit with his client, and returned
* shortly without him.
“Where is your client?” demanded
the astonished judge.
“He has left the place, I guess,” re
plied Porter, with most refreshing
sangfroid.
“Left the place Why, what do you
mean, Mr. Porter?”
“Why, your honor directed me to
give him the best advice I could under |
the circumstances. He told me he was
guilty; so I advised him to cut and \
run for it. He took my advice, and as !
a client ought, opened the window an-l
skedaddled. He is about a mile away \
now.
The very audacity of the young bar
rister deprived the Court of the power
of speech, and nothing ever came of ■
the matter.
(tSycttr.
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VOL. XH. SUMMERVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY EVENING, AUGUST 26,1885. NO. 32.
SONG OF THE PINES.
Oh, song so strange, oh, song so sad,
The pines keep ever chanting.
Why is it when the world is glad
eins sorrow to be haunting
These dark' old woods in Southern land,
Where trees grow tall, unbending,
And solitude becometh grand, '
When years have brought no ending?
Is Nature closer to us here?
e think of wise old sagos,
Who found her teachings always clear,
Far hack in those dim ages.
She sympathized with human woe
And set to music willing,
The melody so sad and low
These lonely woods is filling.
—Maellie F. Dudley.
Music and Matrimony.
When n ‘‘floating” young man of
thirty years has a sister of eighteen ready
to graduate from the boarding school
which has conveniently swallowed her
up for the last eight years what is he to
>lo with her? This was the question that
puzzled Frank Curtis. He remembered
his sister as a very pretty little girl,
though he had not seen her tor three
years. There was no help for it. Frank
saw that matrimony for him was immi
nent.
About this time he made a trip with
the Cutler family; they were rich and
relf-made, worshiping their maker, and
the household consisted of father, moth
er, and daughter, still under twenty-five.
Joseph Cutler, of Cutler,Sheffield & Co.,
was reputed worth $5,000,000, of which
one at least the golden youth honed
would be settled op his daughter Lizzie
as a bride. Not very clever, not very
pretty, she at least knew that her money
could buy her whatever she wanted in
the way of a husband, and she was con
tent to wait until chance should bring
her the man who most nearly resembled
her ideal.
Frank Curtis’ wooing was brief after
he had once decided that Lizzie Cutler's
money would provide a luxurious home
for himself and his sister. He had a
small income of his own, and was con
sidered clever in his profession. Con
gratulations began to pour in thick and
fast on the pair when a hundred thou
sand dollar house began to rise at Mr.
Cutler’s expense, to be ready for the
young couple on their return from their
bridal trip. They were to take in Clara
Curtis’ commencement as they traveled,
and bring her home with them.
Frank was agreeably surprised at his
sister’s appearance when he and his bride
arrived at her school. In a vague, mascu
line way he felt that she and Lizzie did
not seem very congenial, but he supposed
that would wear off after a little.
“Os course you arc coming to-night,”
I said Clara. “It’s our concert.” “I play,”
she continued, dimpling and blushing,
■ “a duet for violin and piano with Mr.
I Heldmann.”
Frank nodded. He was fond of mu
sic, and, to sit through a whole evening
J of school-girl playing and singing was a
| sacrifice on the altar of fraternal alTec-
I tion and the proprieties. As for Lizzie
I she always frankly avowed that good
! music sent her to sleep. But she be
I came suddenly attentive, and so did
; Frank, when Clara appeared with the
j violin and the professor took the piano.
| Frank heard genius in the moaning and
I wailing under her hands of that most
I perfect instrument. If she had been
I pretty before, she became transfigured
I now. He wondered how she felt, stand
. ing before all those people of whom,
j perhaps, not one in ten understood what
she was playing. But the novelty of the
| thing, the sweet face lovingly pressed
I against the violin, the delicate fingers
■ dashing over the strings, brought down
j the house. She was the success of the
evening, and had her first taste of that
intoxicating drink the applause of the
multitude.
“I congratulate you,” said her
rother. “I was proud of you to-night.’’
“Clara, Professor Max wants all in the
I music-room,” said one of of her com
■ namons, and Mr. and Mrs. Curtis were
l left alone, while Clara and her fellow-
■ performers pursued their way to the
presence of the professor of music and
German, a fair-haired, powerfully built
man of one or two and thirty years,
known among his fluttering pupils as
Professor Max, and addressed by them
as Mr. Heldmann. He congratulated
them on their success, and then dis
missed all but Clara.
“I have told you many timesnow al
ready, Miss Curtis,” he said. “You have
' genius that you should cultivate. lad
vise you that you go to Europe and
: study.”
“Be a professional player?” said Clara,
with wide eyes. “What would my
brother say?”
“Talk to him about it. He will yield.
Break from your friends, from love; you
were born to be great. Must you smother
such a talent? And for what? That
j foolish men make love to you in a ball
room, and you marry and die like other
women. What for a career is that for
vou? I love you. 1 tell you so, but you
must not love me. I give you to art.
You must love some day, otherwise your
pteying will alway lack; then you will
know what I have done in leaving you
free from my love, for I ask nothing
back. All that I can do to help you will
I do. Y’ou must call on me when you
need me, and when you have the world
■‘■your feet after your triumph, think
once at home of the man who first set free
the fluttering wings of your genius. Re
member what I tell you.”
Clara, bewildered and frightened, only
saw the tears dim his bright blue eyes,
only felt two bearded lips on her cold
hands, and she was alone with the
memory us her first love affair. She
went home with her brother and his
wife, was called upon, went to balls, en
tered upon a round of gaycties appropri
ate to a girl upon her first season, under
the chaperonage of a sister-in-law whose
prestige of wealth cast a glamour over
her. But she was not altogether a suc
cess. Men thought her quiet and trans
cendental; women, shy and uninterest
ing. She practiced incessantly, much to
the disgust of Lizzie, who declared to
her husband that the scraping of Clara’s
■ fiddle drove her crazy. Every day only
proved more conclusively that she and
her sister-in law were made of different
. clay.
That conversation with Heldmann in
the music-room recurred to Clara again
and again.
Another thing troubled her, and that
was the very evident desire of Frank and
Lizzie to see her married. She had been
at home a year now. She had noticed
that Harry Bennett, a friend of her
brother, was beginning to act toward her
very much as poor Professor Max had
, behaved before his explanation in the
music room. She liked Harry, tut what
| he saw in her to care for in that way
puzzled her greatly.
He called one afternoon and found
I Clara practicing. “Confess that you
I don’t really like that stuff,” he said, as
j she laid aside the violin. “You only'
play it because you think you ought to.”
“It is the best part of my life,” she
answered gravely; “the only part that 1
feel is worth living.”
“I know,” said Harry. “All young
girls think they ought to live for some
thing. That’s part of their boarding
school training; but I have been honing
I for months that we might, try life to-
I gether. You shall do just as you like—
practice all day long if you want to.”
“Don’t think that I am ungrateful.”
said Clara, in a low Voice; “but I can’t,
indeed 1 can’t. Musicians tell me that
1 can, if I will, become a great violinist.
1 shall open the subject to my brother
this very evening.”
“Clara, don't do that, I implore you.
| You don’t know anything of that kind,
iof life; you don't know what terrible
influences will be brought to bear on
you. Give up the fancy; I wish I could
move you by saying, ’for my sake.’ Give
it up.”
But Clara thought of Professor Max’s
words, and nerved herself for an inter
view with her brother. It was more
■ stormy than she had anticipated. From
his standpoint she was absolutely inex-
: curable and equally incomprehensible.
But they were obliged to give way before
J her determination. The world discov
cred that the Curtises bad quarreled with
Clara and sent her to Europe, and her
name was dropped from its visiting
. books and after a while from its mind.
She sent one letter to her relatives, but.
Lizzie returned it unopened, without con
sulting Frank, and they received no more
communications. They learned through
an ever-vigilant, press that Miss Curtis, a
young American girl had. as Clara An
selmo, made a brilliant debut abroad,
and after that they lost sight of. her
for several years. On taking up his
paper oae morning Frank discovered that
the celebrated violinist, Mme. Clara An
selmo, and the great Polish pianist and
composer, Phillippe Noel, who rivaled
Chopin in bis delicate fancy and the
strain of French blood that gave him his
name, had been engaged for a series of
concerts.
“It is the worst possible taste for her
, to come back here,” said Lizzie. “Os
course, you will take no notice.”
“Most people have forgotten her ex
> istence by this time ” said Frank, depre
. catingly. “I shouldn’t dream of your
going, but think I shall go and hear her
. play.”
He went. Across the hall he saw
i Harry Bennett and his pretty fiance, un
I conscious of any interest but music on
t Harry’s part, for Clara was years before
her day. Harry seemed excited and
i nervous, and, in watching him, Frank
i forgot to look for his sister’s entrance
I until the welcoming applause of the
- audience aroused him.
She was the same Clara, simple and
quiet as ever, except that a close ob
: server could see added power in her
serene forehead and direct gaze. But
I once in the full tide of sound she seemed
to become etherealized with excitement
, and delight. Max Heldmann was right.
i This was her world, the career for which
she was born. The audience was roused
to furor by the violin and piano duet
i composed by Noel and played by him
• and Clara. Even Harry could not but
t feel the sympathy and perfect accord
- between the two. He turned to the
r pretty girl by his side and knew that she
was all his, but he felt that if he had
i married Clara she would always have
. escaped from him on the wings of music,
r When she played she no longer belonged
J to earth.
i Unknown to Lizzie. Frank went to see
r his sister rhe next morning. He met
1 Harry in the hotel parlor, and they went
1 together to her rooms, annoyed to find
i early as it was. the pianoist Noel was
t already there, apparently on an intimate
footing. But perhaps he had only come !
to practice. He rose with Clara as the
two meh caiho forward.
“Frank, 1 am very, very glad to see you. I
I didn’t hope for this,” she said, giving
him an affectionate kiss, and holding
out her hand to Harry. “This is my
husband, M. Noel I’hilippe, my brother.
Mr. Curtis, and his friend, Mr. Ben
nett?’
Frank was startled and Harry dis
mayed. Something still stirred in the
depths of his heart for her in spite
of the seven years and the new love.
Noel excused himself on a plea of an en
gagement, murmuring in French to
Clara; “You will dobetter without me,”
, and departed.
“And you never sent me a word of
; the change in your life, Clara,” said
Frank, reproachfully.
“I had no encouragement,” she an
swered, and blushed a little. “When
my first letter was sent back unopened,
, naturally I did not make a second at
i tempt, considering our parting.”
“Sent back!” began Frank; then re
membering Harry’s presence, and con
I jecturing Lizzie’s work, he said hastily ;
i “Forgive me; tell me about yourself
now.”
“If you care to hear, Mr. Bennett, you
won’t be bored. No? Well, 1 studied
hard, night and day, as you may sup- j
pose. My debut was wonderfully suc
cessful. I may tell you that without
conceit. They said I was a full-fledged
artist, and the house fairly rocked with
applause. You cannot imagine the
triumph, the bliss. To knqw that you
! have the power to express to others what
music says to you, anil that you sway
them with your emotions; to feel- feel
to your highest and deepest capacity,
and leave it all hero—.” She held out
her hands with a quaint foreign gesture.
“I am happy. Then I’hilippe'’ —she
paused a moment, and went on “music
gave us to each other. His first
composition was dedicated to me,
and I never played anything so
well as what he writes. We
were married three years ago, and—he is
half of my soul, as I am of his. Don't
. smile, Harry. You cannot feel the
I divineness of music, and I cannot tell
I you; but the universe is in it, and when
. i words are too feeble wo play together—
he and 1.”
She had risen, and stood before them
with loosely-clasped hands and far-away
j eyes. Frank, in his well fed, placid,
j domestic life; Harry, in his struggle for
I the almighty dollar and his tranquil en-
I gagement, cmild not follow her if they
i tried, and they did not try. They
j vaguely felt that she lived in an atmos
I phere too rare forthem; that poets write
i of but never find. Then Noel came back
and they rose to go.
“God bless you, Clara, wherever you
i may go,” said her brother in farewell.
“God bless you, Clara,” said Harry,
j clasping her hands.
Hut when they were gone she leaned i
1 ’ her head against her husband’a arm, with
the light still in her face, and as she bent
' i his face above her hair, in her heart she |
blessed Max Heldmann, who had given i
her to art and to love.
Earthquake Phenomena.
1 I The only settled facts about earth- I
1 . quakes are that they are the result of i
some shock imparted to the rocks at a i
1 i considerable distance beneath the sur- |
r i face,and that this shock reaches the sur- I
4 l face in a series of concentric rings, all
\ points on the circumference of each ring
; receiving the shock at the same moment,
even though they bo hundreds of miles
' apart. In other words, all points at
' I equal distances from the censer of the I
’ earthquake receive the shock at the same :
f moment. Although this is theoretically j
the case, according to well-known physi- |
' cal laws, still in practice the facts are
somewhat different; for the shock is re- :
tarded or accelerated according as the
rock opposes or favors the passage of
the wave. The severity of the shock in I
r a given place is dependent upon a variety j
r of causes. These are: 1. The strength ot i
the original shock; 2. The distance from i
1 the earthquake center; and, 3. The kind
of rock on which one is standing, loose
1 , gravels greatly diminishing the force of
8 ; the shock. The destructiveness of
1 earthquakes depends rather upon the
c suddenness of application than the
8 amount of motion. In that at Rio Bomba
8 it is reported for a fact ttiat a marl was
buried across a stream a distance of one
1 hundred feet, and landed on an eleva
■ . tion of fifty feet higher than his original
r position, ft is an undoubted fact that
t objects are frequently thrown great dis
-1 tances. In the Mississippi valley, dur- i
t : ing the earthquakes of 1811 to 1814, the
• tops of trees were twisted and entangled
1 ; and strong log-cabins were thrown to
’ the ground. Rivers are sometimes
*• checked in their flow, t.nd, in past geo
-1 logical ages, some have been completely
t turned from their course by earth
-1 quakes.— Popular Science Monthly.
8 ; '
3 i Securin') His Noles.
i Fitzgay appeared on the street when
3 the therm'-meter was eighty-two degrees
in the shade, with a pair of earmuffs
i adorning the side of hi> head.
“Hello!” said a friend. “What’s the
3 matter? Aren’t afraid of your ears be
t ing frostbitten, are you?”
t : “Oh. na a-w; not at all. thanks. Went
1 to the Thomas concert last night. Don't
s want any of the harmony to escape, ye
e know.” — Hartford Post.
[ASEffION BY TALMAGB.
“THE TWELVE GATES.” |
Text: Revelations xxi. 21: ‘‘And the twelve ,
,’ates were twelve pearls.”
Our subject speaks of a great metropol i
the existence of which many have doubt? I. ■
I’here has been a vast emigration into that ’
city, but no emigration from it. “There is
no such city,” says the undevout astronomer, i
“I have stood in high towers with a mighty
telescope, and have swept the heavens, and 1
have seen spots on the sun and caverns in t he j
inoon, but no towers have ever risen on my I
vision, no palaces, no temples, no shining
streets, no massive wall. There is no such i
city.” Even very good people tell mo that
heaven is not a material organism but a
grand spiritual fact, and that the Bible de- i
scriptions of it are in all cases to be taken
figuratively. I bring in reply to this what
Christ said, and He ought to know: “I go to (
prepare”— not a theory, not a principle, not a
sentiment—but “go to prepare a place for I
you.” The resurrected body implies this. If I
my foot is to be reformed from the dust it j.
must have something to tread on. If my hand I
is to be reconstructed it must have something ,
to handle. If my eye, having gone out in
death, is to be rekindled 1 must have some
thing to gaze on. The adverse theory seems
to imply that the resurrected body is to be
hung on nothing, or to walk in air, or to float
amid the intangibles. You tell us that if i
there bo material organisms then a soul in
heaven will be cramped and hindered in its
enjoyments; but I answer: Did not Adam
and Eve have plenty of room in the garden
of Eden? Although only ’» few yarHe ur o si
miles would have described the circumfer
ence of that place, they had ample room.
And do you not suppose that God in the im
mensities can build a place large enough to |
give the whole race room even though there *
bo material organisms? Ilei’schol looked into I
the heavens. As a Swiss guide puts his alpen- I
stock between the glaciers and crosses over
from crag to crag, so Herschel planted his j
telescope between the worlds and glided from 1
star to star, until ho could announce to us |
that wo live in a part of the universe but ■
sparsely strewn witli worlds, and ho peel’s out !
into the immensity until ho finds a region no
larger than our solar system, in which thorn j
are fifty thousand worlds moving. And Pro
fessor Lang says that, by a philosophic rea- j
soiling, there must bo somewhere a world ■
where there'is no darkness, but everlasting ,
sunshine; so that I do not know but that it is
simply because we have no telescope power- i
ful enough that we cannot soo into the land .
where there is no darkness at all and catch a
glimpse of the burnished pinnacles. As a
conquering army marching on to take a city
comes at nightfall to the crest of a mountain
from which in the midst of the landscape
they can see the castles they are to capture,
rein in their war chargers and halt to take a
good look before they pitch their tents for the
night, so now, coming as we do in this moun
tain top of prospect, I command the regi
ment of God to rein in their thoughts and
halt, and before they pitch t heir touts for the
night take one goixl long look nt the gates of
the great city. “And the twelve gates wore
twelve jwarls.”
In the first place I want you to examine
the architecture of those gates. Proprietors !
of large estates are very apt to have un or- j
uainented gateway. Sometimes they ‘
spring an arch of masonry, 1
toe posts of the gate flanked with lions in [
statuary; the bronze gate is a representation 1
of intertwining foliage, bird haunted, until (
the hand ot architectural genius drops ox- i
haustod, ail its life frozen into the stone.
Babylon had a hundred gates; so had Thebes
gates of wood ami iron, and stone guarded
nearly all the old citiea There have been
a great many fine gateways, but Christ sots
hand to the work, and for the upper city he
swung a gate such as no eye ever gazed on
untouched of inspiration. With the nail of
his own cross he cut into it wonderful tra
ceries, stories of past suffering and of glad
nesstooome. There is no wood or stone or
bronze in that gate, but from top to base qnd
from side to side is all of pearl. Not one
piece picked up from Ceylon banks and an
other piece from the Persian gulf, andanother
piece from the island of Margarette; but one
I solid pearl picked up from the beach of ever
lasting light by heavenly bands, and hoisb d
and swung amid the shouting of angels. The
glories of the alabaster vase and the porphyry
i pillar fade out before this gateway. It puts
i out the spark of feldspar and Bohemian dia
j mond. You know how one little precious
. stone on your finger will flash under the gas
i light But, oh, the brightness when the great
gate of heaven swings, struck through and
i dripping with the light of eternal noonday,
j Julius ('asar paid 126,000 crowns for one
i pearl. The government of Portugal boasted
of having a i>earl larger than a pear. Cleo
patra and Philip 11. dazzled the world's vision
i with precious stones. But gather all these to
j gether and lilt them and add to them all thq
■ weadh ot the pearl fisheries, and set them iu
I the panel of one door and it does not equal
i this magnificent gateway. An almighty
I hand hewed this, swung this, polished this.
Against this gateway on the one side dasb all
the splendor of earthly beauty. Against this
I gateway on the other side beat the surges of
j eternal glory. Oh, the gate, the gate! It
i strikes an infinite charm through every one
j that passes it. One step this side that gate
! and wo are paupers. One step the other w’de
: that gate and we are kings. The pilgrim
of earth going through in the one huge pearl
| sees all his earthly tears in crystal. Oh, gale
; of life, gate of iicarl, gate of heaven! For our
weary souls at last swing open. Heav.-n is
I not a dull place, a contracted place, a slii; i 1
| place. “I saw the twelve gates and they
were twelve pearls.”
in the second place I want you to count
j the numb'r of those gates. Imperial parks
| and lofty manors are apt to have one expen
j si ve gate way, the others are ordinary; but look
i around at these entrances to heaven and count
I them. Twelve gates! I admit this is rather
hard on sharp sectarians. Here is a bigoted
I Presbyterian who brings his Westminster
i assembly catechism and he makes a gateway
I out of that and ho says to the world: “You
' go through there or stay out.” And here is
! a bigoted member of the Reformed church
i and he makes a gateway out of the Heideberg
catechism, and he says: “You go through
I there or stay out.” And here is a bigoted
! Methodist, and he plants two posts and he
I says: “Now, you crowd in between these
i two posts or stay out.” And here is a bigoted
■ Episcopalian who says: “Here is a liturgy
j out of which I mean to make a gate; go
through it or stay out.” And here is a big
oted Baptist who says: “Here is a water
j gate; you go through that or you must stay
I out.” And so on in all our churches and in
all our denominations there are men who
I make one gate for themselves and then de-
I tnand ttiat the whole world go through it. I
■ abhor this contract’dness in religious views.
! Oh, small-souled man.whendid Go I give you
the contract for making gates? 1 tell you
plainly that I will not go in that gate. I will
go in at any one of the twelve gates
I choose. Here is a man who says, “I can
more easily and closely approach my God
through a prayer-book. :f 1 say, “My brother,
then use the prayer-book.” Hero is a man
who says, “I believe there is only one mode
of baptism, and that is immersion.” Then I
say, “Jxit me plunge you!” Anyhow, I say,
, away with the gate of rough panel and rotten
posts and rusted latch when there are twelve
i gates and they are twelve pearls. The fact
is, a great many of the churches in this day
are being doctrined to death. They have
lieen trying for thirty years to find out all
about God’s decrees, and they want to know
who are elected to be saved and who are re
probated to be damned, and they are keening
on discussing that sut»ject when there are mil
lions of souls who need to have the truth put
straight at them, that unless they repent thev
will be damned. They sit counting the num’oer
I ofjteeth in the jawbone with which they are to
slay the Philistines, wh -n they ought to be
wieliiing skdifully the weapon. They sit on
the beach and see a vessel going to pieces in
the otfing nd instead of getting out a boat
I and pun away for the wreck they sit <hs
; cussing : ; ‘ferent kinds of oar-locks. God
intended us to know some things and intended
I »l II >lllll I I .—-■■.l—
--ns not to know others. I have heard scores
j of sermons explanatory of God’s decrees, but
came away more perplexed than when I
! went. The only result of such discussion is a
great fog. Here are two truths which are to
conquer the world. Man* a sinner; Christ, a
Savior. Any man who adopts those two
theories in his religious belief shall have my
right hand in warm grip of Christian brother
i hood.
A man comes down to a river in time of
freshet. He wants to get across. He ha? to
I swim. What does he do? The first thing is
to put oil his heavy apparel and drop every
thing ho has in his hands. He n ust go empty
handed if he is going to th*, other bank.
And I tell you when we have come down to
the river of death and find it swift and rag
ing, we will have to put off all our sectarian
ism and lay down all our cumbersome creeds,
and, emptv-handed, put out for the other
shore. What'” say you. “would you re
solve all the Christian church into one kind
of church? Would you make all christendom
worship in the same way, by the same
forms?” Oh. no; you might as well decide
; that all people shall eat the same food, with-
■ out reference to appetite, or wear the same
kind of apparel, without reference to the
(shape of their body. Your ancestry, your
temperament, your surroundings, will decide
I whether you go to this or that church and
adopt t his or that church polity. < ie church
will best get one man to heaven and another
•■ church another man. I am not opposed to
! fences being built around denominations of
< hristians. lam not opposed to a very
I high fence being built around each of the de
i nominations of Christians; but I do
j say that in every fence there ought
Ito bo bars that you can let down
I and a gate that you can swing open. Go
, home, therefore, and take your Bible and get
; down on your knees before God and make
: your own creed. lam notopposed to creeds,
i 1 believe in them; but a ereed that does not
reach down to tm? ti .itnoi a mans immortal
i nature is not worth the paper that it is print
i ed on.
1 do not care which one of the gates you
i to through, if you only go through one of the
i twelve gates that Jesus lifted. Well, now I
: lee all ■be r d< ■ le 1 f earth coming up to
ward heaven. Do you think they will get
I In? Yes. Gate the the Moravians
com i up; they belie vol in the Tz>rd Jesus
j Christ, they pms t hrough. Gate the second:
the Quakers < onio up; tiny have
(.rusted in tli> Lord; they pass
i Ihr nr. !i uatc (fin Liijr I; th »daitherans come
t tie yba I a gro.it admiration for the re-
I'Tuu ■;•, mil they p.r-s through gate the
fourth; the Roman Catholics come up, be
lieving in salvation by Jesus Ghsht, they pass
' through gate the fifth: the German reformed
I church passes through gate the sixth; the
t Congregationalists pass through gate the
j seventh; the Baptists pass through gate the
1 eighth; the‘Episcopalians pass through gate
the ninth; the Sabbatarians pass through
gate the tenth; the Methodists pass through
gate the eleventh; the Reformed Dutch church
passes through gate the twelfth; the Presby
terians pass through. But there are a great
host of other denominations who must come
in, and great multitudes who connected them
selves with no visible church, but felt the
power of godliness in their heart and showed
it in their life; where is their gate? Will yon
shut nil this remaining host out of the city? .
No. They may come in at our gate. Hosts
of God, if you cannot get admission through
any other entrance come in at the twelfth
gate. Now they mingle before the throne
I looking out on the one hundred and forty mi l
■ four thousand and you cannot tell at what
' gate they came in. One Lord, one faith, one
| baptism. One glassy sea. one doxology, one
I triumph. Glory be to God, one heaven but
twelve gates.
In the third place, notice the points of the
compass toward which these gates look. They
are not on one side, or on two sides, or on
three sides, but on four sides. This is no
fancy of mine but, a distinct, announcem • it.
“On the north three gates; on the south three
gates; on the east three gates; on the west
three gates.” What does that mean? Why,
it means that all nationalities are in
cliuled, and it does not make any difference
j from what quarter of the earth a
man comics up; if his heart is right there is a
| gate open before him. On the north three
gates. That means mercy for Lapland ami
Siberia and Norway and Sweden. On the
south three gates. That moans part of
Hindostan and Algiers and Ethiopia. On the
east three gates. That means salvation for
China and Japan and Borneo. On the west
three gates. That means redemption for
America. It does not make any difference
how dark-skinned or pale-fac’d men may be,
they will find a gate right before them.
Those plucked bananas under a tropical sun;
those behind reindeer shot across Russian
snows; from Mexican plateau; from Roman
campagna; from Chinese tea field; from Hol
[ j land dike; from Scotch highlands,they come,
! they come. Heaven is not a monopoly for a
, ■ few precious souls. It is not a Windsor castle
[ i built only ‘'or royal families. It is not a small
i town with a small population, but John saw
i | it, and ho noticed that an angel was measur
j ing it, ami be measured it this way and then
’ , measured it that way, and whichever way he
t ' measur'd it it was 1,590 miles; so that Baby
[ I lon and Thebis and Tyro and Nineveh and
. I St. Petersburg and Canton and Pekin and
Paris and London and New York and all the
j i dead cities of the past and all the living cities
. ' of the present added together would riot reach
f the census of that groat metropolis. Walking
along a street you can, by the contour of the
dress or face,guess where a man comes from.
, ; You say: “He is a Frenchman,that is a Nor
wegian, that is an American.” But the gates
. , that gather in the righteous will bring them
irrespective of nationality. Foreigners some
times get homesick. Soma f the tenderest
and most pathetic stories have bean told of
thos, who left their native clime and longed
| for it until they died. But the Swiss coming
to the high residence of heaven will not long
any more for the Alps standing in the eternal
hills. The Russian will not long any more
tor the luxuriant harvest fields ho loft now
» that ho hears the hum and tho rustle of the
harvests of everlasting light. Tho royal ones
from earth will not long to go buck again to
• the earthly court now that they stand in the
’ palaces of the sun. Those who,once lived among
L the groves of* spice and oranges will not long
• to return now that they stand under tho
trees of life that bear twelve manner of fruit.
i While I look an ever-increasing throng passes
i I through th ; gates. They are going up from
i I Senegambia. from Patagonia, from Madras,
J ■ frou/iLmg Kong. “What,”you say, “do you
1 introduce ail the heathen into glory?” 1 toll
I you tlie fa t is that tho majority of the peo-
> pie in those climes die in infancy, and all the
> infants go straight into eternal life, and so the
vast majority of those who die in China and
’ India, tho vast majority of those who die in
» Africa go st raight into the skios; they die iu
infancy. One hundred and sixty generations
have been born since the world was created,
i and so I estimate that there must bo fifteen
1 j bii ion ch: Ir-n in glory. If at a concert two
’ tiioiisan 1 children sing, your soul is raptured
fi within you. On, tho transport when fifteen
th ’i- ci I million litdo ones stand up in white
1,., th * ’ iron.s of God, their chanting
' drawing <-ut all the stupendous harmonies of
1 D::sM.‘ i|7>r and Leipsic and Boston. Pour in
i through th ■ twelv ■ gates, oh, ye redeemed!
’ Banners liit“<l, rank after rank, saved bat tal
i'.»a .-if.,“i- s.ive I battalion, until all the city of
God sh ill iwir the tramp, tramp. Crowdall
the t w 4ve gates. Ro un .yet. Room on the
1 throne;. Room in the mansions. Room on
i the l iver banks' Let tho trumpet of invita-
tion be sounded until all the earth’s moun
tains hear the shrill blast and the glens
' echo it. Shout it to the Laplander
> on his swift sled; halloo it
to the Bedouin careering across the desert.
’ News! News! Oh. glorious heaven, and
I twelve gates to get into it! Hear it, oh you
r thin-blooded nations of eternal winter! On
the north three gates. Hear it, oh you bronzed
' inhabitants panting under equatorial heats!
• On the south three gates. Buhl notice when
t John saw these gates they were open —wide
’ op n. They will not always be so. After a
while heaven will have gathered up a l its in
’ tended population and the children of God
’ will have come home. Every crown taken.
» livery harp struck! Every throne mounted!
1 All the glories of the universe harvested in
t the great garner! And heaven being made
- up, of course the gates will bo shut. Austria
1 iu and the first gate shut. Russia in and the
I second gate shut. Italy in and the third gate
shut. Egypt in and the fourth gate shut.
Spain in and the fifth gate shut. France in
and the sixth gate shut. England in and the
seventh gate shut. Norway in and the eighth
gate shut. Switzerland in and the ninth gate
shut. Hin--u I; nin and the tenth gate ghut.
Liberia in and the eleventh gate shut. All
i ’io gates are closed but one. Now let Amer
ica go in with all the islands of the sea and all
the other nations that have called on God.
The captives all freed; the harvests all gath
ered; the nations all saved. The flashing
splendor of this last pearl begins to move oil
its hinges. Let two mighty angels put their
shoulders to the gate and heave it to with
silver clang. ’Tis done! The twelfth gate
shut!
Once more, I want to show you tho gate
keepers. There is one angel at each one of
those gates. You say that is right. Os course
it is. You know that no earthly palace or
castle or fortress would be safe without a
sentry pacing up and down by night
and byplay, and if there were no
lefences before heaven and the doors
set wide open with no one to guard
(hem, all the victors of earth would
go up after a while and all the abandoned of
hell would go up after ajwbilo'and heaven in
stead of being a world of light and joy and
peace and blessedness would be a world of
darkness and horror. So lam glad to aay
that while these twelve gates stand open to
let a great multitude in, there are twelve
angels to keep some people out. Robespierre
cannot go through there, nor any of the de
bauched of earth who have not repented of
their wickedness. If one of these nefarious
men who despise I God should come into the
gate, one of the keepers would put his hand
on his shoulder and push him into outer dark
ness. There w no place in that land for thieves
and liars and defrauders and all those who
disgraced their race and fought against their
God. If a miser should get in there he would
null up the golden pavement. If a house
burner should got in there he would set fire
to the mansions. If a libertine should get in
there ho would whisper his abominations
standing on tho white coral of tho sea beach.
Only those who are blood-washed and prayer
lipped will get through. Oh, my brother, if
you should at last come up to one of the gates
and try to pass through and you had not a,
pass written by the crushed hand of the son
of God, the gate keeper would with one
glance wither you forever. There will be a
password at tho gate of heaven. Do you
know what that password is? Here comes a
crowd of souls up to the gate and they say;
“Let me in, let mein. I was very useful on
earth. I endowed colleges, I built churches
and was famous for mj’ charities; and having
doneso many wonderful things for the world,
now I come up to got my re want” A voice
from within says: “ I never know you.” An
other great crowd comes up and they try to
got th r '‘”^ u ’ T hey sav: “AVe were b
nionorable on earin, and the world bowed
very lowly before us. Wo were honored on
earth, and now we come up to get our honors
in heaven,” and a voice from within says:
“ 1 never know you.” Another crowd ad
vances and says: “ Wo were very moral peo
ple on earth, very moral, indeed, and we
come up to get appropriate recognition.” A
voice answers: “ I never knew you.” After
awhile 1 seo another throng approach tho
gate, and one seems to be spokesman lor all
tho rest, and he says: “Let mo in. I was it
wanderw from God. I deservo to die. I
have como up to this place not because I de
served it, but because I have heard that there
is a saving power in tho blood of Jesus.”
The gatekeeper says: “That is the pass
w</rd-—Jesus! Jesus!” and they pass in and
they surround the throne and tho cry is:
“ Worthy is tho lamb t hat was slain to re
ceive blessings and richest honor and glory
and p.nver, world without end!” I invito
you into any one of the twelve gates. I tel!
you that unless your heart is changed by the
grace of God you cannot got in. Oh, v.'hen
heaven is all full and tho troops of God
shout, the castle taken, h<>w grand it will be
if you and 1 are among them! Blessed aro all
they who enter in through tho gates into the
city.
The “Rose Fever.”
“Doctor, I thought you would never
come. I can’t stand it much longer,”
said a young manto a Cincinnati doctor.
“I’ve got such a pain in my head. First
it was a headache, then my head got
cold and the pain concentrated between
my eyes. When I breathe through my
nose it feels as if my brains were being
> pulled out.”
“Humph!” said the doctor, “been to
1 the flower show, have you?”
) “Yes,” said the young man in sur-
> prise, “I’ve been there two or three
times.”
• “Well, you’ve got rose fever. Some
times it’s called hay /over. Some flower
t has poisoned you. Had a lot of patients
i like you this week.”
When the patient had been prescribed
' for and had departed, the writer, wno
• had been somewhat surprised at the di
i agnois given, remarked :
“Were you jesting about that man’s
L complaint?”
r “No, certainly not. I have had a num
ber of patients this week who have had
the same trouble. Some of them have
; not had as severe an attack as this man
1 has, but complain of unusual pains in
J the head which they cannot account for.
It is a queer disease, and yet it is per
i fectly explainable on a natural and rea
’ sonable basis. Plants and flowers possess
! in nearly every instance some good or
bad property. A child at play in thegar
i ' den may take a fancy to eat the leaves of
’ | the seeds of a pumpkin and no harm re
. i suits. The next minute or two the lit
t ■ tie thin" changes its food to jimson
, seedsand then there is a funeral. In
i 1 some cases it is the root only of the
1 plant which is poisonous or beneficial,
• ami it may have to be treated in a com
’ plicated way before its qualities can be
- extracted. In other plants it is the
i leaves alone which contain the properties,
1 and then again in many other instances
j they are contained in the flower. It is
' not, perhaps, the whole flower which is
[ of use. It may be the corolla, or the
! calyx, or the stamens, or the pistils, or
• the petal which are charged with good
‘j or evil. And then, too, as you have
often heard, no doubt, the same flower
or some other vegetable matter does not
5 affect all people alike. Hay and rag
‘ weed are the best known causes of this
r species of catarrh, and its name, ‘hay
■ fever,’ haa been given to it ou that ac
‘ ! count.
“There is no determining ufliat flowers
• have aud what they have not in this in
fluence. Some people are affected by
i tuberosos, others by lilies of various
I kinds. I know a big, strong man who
is thrown into perfect agony by the
’ slightest smell of flaxseeds when pre
-1 pared for a poultice. Another man of my
i acquaintance would be made violently ill
1 if buckwheat flower is cooked in a build
< ing where he is. All these things are
’ perfectly explainable on scientific
‘ grounds, which 1 don't propose to enter
into now, but if you will inquire among
the people who have been to the flower
’ show I am sure you will find many who
•• have had sudden headaches and trouble
t with catarrh after leaving the flowers.”
! —Pittsburg Commercial-Gazette.
t
Bee Meteorology.
1 /.umerous observations have shown
; Emmcrig, a German scientist, that bees,
otherwise gentle and harmless, become
s exceedingly irritable and excitable on
r the approach of thunderstorms; and he
5 thinks that their conduct may be taken
Ji as reliably indicating whether a storm is
n impending over a certain district or not.
n Ina succession of instances, the barome
! ter and hygrometer foretold a storm, the
bees remaining quiet, and no storm oc
,, currea; or the instruments gave no infi
ll mation of a storm, but the bees for hours
- before were irritable, and the storm
• came. With regard to rain merely, the
. barometer and' hygrometer are safer
1 guides than bees; but in the case of a
e thunderstorm the indications of the bees
1 appear to be more trustworthy.
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