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THE WEEKLY BANNER-WATCHMAN, ATHENS, GEORGIA FEBRUARY 19, 1SS9.
r~ CHRIST'S WRITING.
TRACING IN THE DUST THE WORDS
i HYPOCRISY AND FORGIVENESS.
World I» SUI1 Under the Divine Eye.
j Christ’s Gentle Treatment of the Erring
j Woman—An Illustration of tho World’s
; Injustice.
Brooklyn, Fcl>. 17.—Dr. Talmage
breached this morning in the Brook-
mi Tabernacleoq the subject:“The
Literature of the Dust.” After ex
plaining appropriate passages of Scrip
ture concerning Christ he gave out
the hymn:
Oh, could I speak the matchless worth,
■ Oh, could 1 sound the glories forth
Which in my Saviour shine.
Text: John viii, 6: “Jesus stooped
dowu and wrote on the ground.”
A Mohammedan mosque stands now
whfere once stood Herod’s temple, the
scene of my text. Solomon’s temple
had stood there, but Nebuchadnezzar
thundered it down. Zorobabel’s tem
ple had stood there, but that had been
prostrated. Now we take our places
in a temple that Herod built because
he was fond of great architecture and
he wanted the preceding temples to
seem insignificant. Put eight or ten
modern cathedral?' together and they
-would not equal that structure. It
covered nineteen acres. There were
marble pillars supporting roofs of
cedar and silver tables on which stood
nhigi
to the second heaven, and down from
second heaven to first heaven, down
swifter than meteors ever fell, down j
amidst stellar splendors that himself i
eclipsed, down through clouds,!
through atmospheres, through appall
ing space, down to where there was no
lower depth. From being waited on
against the other lid of the Bible tho walking lazarettos of abommation^oiu*
telescope. American princesses of fortune wait,
and at the first beck sail out with them
into tho blackness of darkness forever.
And in what are called higher cycles
eseope.
THE WORDS CHRIST WROTE: “HYPOC
RISY AND FORGIVENESS."”
But when Christ stooped down and 'TT'r^oTnot onl v the
wrote on the ground, what did ho of society , a f 0 ^i<r n
The Pharisees did not stoD to imitation 9f foreign a __ a — —— .-.■f ivn
ikmecfof manners, but an imitation of foreign
pjff mell. dissoluteness. I like an hnglisn-
Raroused man and I like an America*,
write? The Pharisees did not sto;
examine. The cowards, whip
w their own consciences, fled pel.
at the banquet of the skies to the broil- Nothing will flay a man like an aroused joai
ing of fish for his own breakfast on ; conscience. Dr. Stevens, in his “His- out
the banks of Ahe lake. From em- tory of Methodism,” says that when
Rev. Benjamin Abbott of olden
times was preaching, he exclaimed:.
“For aught I know there may be a
murderer in this house,” and a man
rose in the assemblage and started for
the door and bawled aloud, confessing
to a murder he had committed fifteen
before. And no wonder these
isees, reminded of their sins, took
lake. From em
blazoned chariots of eternity to the
saddle of a mule’s back. The hom
age cherubic* seraphic, archangelic,
to the paying of sixty-two and a
half cents of tax to Caesar. From
the deathless country to a tomb built
to hide human dissolution. The up
lifted wave of Galilee was high, but
he had to come down, before, with
on
the
re-
IV UWIVI V| ” 4 VU X Il«l I lottvjj ICUilUUVU '/* Wivll -OlUOy •
his feet, he could touch it, and the their heels. But what did Christ write plashing in
the sickest creature
earth is an American playing
Englishman. Society ueeds to be
constructed on this subject. Treat
them alike, masculine crime ana
feminine crime. If you cut the one
in granite, cut them both in granite.
If you write the one in dust, write the
otfier in dust. No, no, says the
world, let woman go down and let
man go up. What is that I hear
nto the East river at mid-
on the
state.
glittering
gateways. The building of this tem
ple kejit ten thousand workmen busy
forty-six years. In that stupendous
whirlwind that rose above the billow
was higher yet, but he had to come
down before, _ with his lip, he could anything
lass it into quiet. Bethlehem a stoop- j cannot blame us for wan tin
ipg down. N;
_ lazaretli a stooping down.
Death between two burglars a stooping
ddwn. Yes, it was in consonance with
humiliations that had gone before and
with self abnegations that came after,
when on that memorable day in Her
od’s temple he stooped down and wrote
on the ground.
THIS WORLD IS STILL UNDER THE DI
VINE EYE.
Whether the words he was writing
were in Greek, or Latin, or Hebrew, I
cannot say, for he knew all those lan
guages. But he is still stooping down
und? The Bible does not
et, as Christ never wrote
except that once, you
to know
what he ically did write. "But 1 am
certain he wrote nothing trivial, or
nothing unimportant. And will you
allow me to say that I think I know
what he wrote on the ground? I jud^e
from the circumstances. He might
have written other things, but kneel
ing there in the temple, surrounded
by a pack of hypocrites, who were a ture.
self * ‘ ‘ ’ ’ *■“ ’ —
night, and then there is a gurgle as of
strangulation, and all is still. Never
mind. It is only a woman too dis
couraged to live. Let the mills of the
cruel world grind right on.
SIGNIFICANCE OF CHRIST’S DUST WRIT
ING.
But while I speak of Christ of the
text, his stooping down writing in the
dust, do not think I underrate the lit
erature of the dust. It is the most
solemn and tremendous of all litera-
It is the greatest of all libraries.
mg
man, who 'evidently was very peni
tent for her sins, I am sure he wrote
two words, both of them graphic and
tremendous and reverberating. And
crystals! dn tho spring in lotion Sf j Tesf^ESs Ti
‘be. procures
mighty
Pompeii have only been the unclasp
ing of the lids of a volume of a na
tion's dust. When Admiral Farragut
and his friends, a few years ago, vis
ited that resurrected city, the house of
Balbo, who had been one of. its chief
citizens in its prosperous days, was
mm,
ance took place. A group of men are
pulling and pushing along a woman
who had committed the worst crime
against society. When they have
brought her in front of Christ, they
ask that lie sentence her to death by
atoning. They are a critical, merci-
• less, disingenuous crowd. They want
to get Christ into controversy and
public reprehension. If he. say “Let
her die,” they will charge him with
cruelty. If he let her go, they will
charge him with being in complicity
with wickedness. Whichever way he
does, they would howl at him/ Then
occurs a scene which has not been
sufficiently regarded. He leaves the
lounge or bench on which he was
sitting and goes down on one knee, or
both kn ees, and with the forefinger of
his right hand he begins to write in
tho dust of the floor, word after word.
But they were not to bo diveited
or hindered. They kept on de
manding that he settle this case
of transgression until he looked
up and told them tliat they
might themselves begin the woman’s
assassination, if the complainant who
had never done anything wrong him
self would open tho fire. “Go ahead,
but be sure that the man who flings
the first missile is immaculate.” Then
he resumed writing with his finger in
the dust of the floor, word after word.
Instead of looking over his shoulder to
pee what he had written the scoundrels
skulked away. Finally, the whole
place is clear of pursuers, antagonists
and plaintiffs, and when Christ has
finished this strange chirography in
the dust, he looks up and finds the
"woman all alone. The prisoner is the
only onp of the court room left, the
judges, the police, the prosecuting at
torneys having cleared out. Christ is
victor, and he says to the woman:
“Where are the prosecutors in this
case? Are they all gone? Then I dis
charge you; go and sin no more.”
CHRIST WROTE IN SHIFTING, VANISHING
i DUST.
* I have always wondered what Christ
"wrote on tho ground. For do you
realize that is the only time that
he ever wrote at all? I know that
Eusebius says that Christ once wrote a
letter to Abgarus, tho king of Edessa,
but there is no good evidence of such
a correspondence. The wisest being
the world ever saw and tho one who
had more to say than any one who
ever lived, never writing a book or a
chapter, or a page or a paragraph, or a
worn on parchment. Nothing hut this
literature of the dust, and one sweep
of a brush or one breath of a wind
obliterated that forever. Among
all the rolls of tho volumes of
the first library founded at The
bes there was not one scroll of
Christ. Among the seven hundred
thousand books of tho Alexandrian
library, which by the infamous decree
of Caliph Omar were used as fuel to
beatthp four thousand baths of the
city, not one sentence had Christ
penned. Among all the infinitude of
Volumes now standing in the libraries
of Edinburgh, tho British museum, or
Berlin or Vienna, or the learned re
positories of all nations, not ono word
■written directly by the finger of Christ.
All that he ever wrote ne wrote in
' dust, uncertain, shifting, vanishing
dust
My text says he stooped down and
wrote on the ground. Standing straight
up a man might write on the ground
■with a staff, but if with his fingers he
would write in the dust, he must bend
clear over. Aye, he must get at least
on one knee or he cannot write on the
ground. Bo not surprised that he
stooped down. His whole life was a
stooping down. Stooping down from
castle to bam. Stooping down from
celestial homage to jnobocratic jeer.
From residence above the stars to
where a star had to fall to designate
bis landing place. From heaven’s
front door to the world’s back gate.
From [writing, in round and silvered
letters* of constellation and galaxy on
tho blue scroll of heaven, to writing
bn the ground in the dust, which- the
feet of tho crowd had left in Herod’s
temple. If in January you have ever
stepped out of a prince’s conservatory
that had Mexican cactus and magno
lias in full bloom, into the outside air
10 degs. below zero, you may get some
idea of Christ’s change of atmosphere
from celestial to terrestrial. How-
many heavens there are I know not,
but tli ere are. at least three, for Faul
.was “caught up into the third heaven.
word
way
i & “ srrchSl j - jm a. «• ^
e eaves, now it would sweeten j j Ust one lroulca i sentence, 1 house which eighteen hundred and
unmasked them, I know they were i ten years has been buried by
first class hypocrites. Jt was then as j volcanic eruption, and Farragut
it is now. The more faults and incon-! an j his guests walked over the
sisteucies people have of their own, j exquisite mosaics and under the
the more severe and ceusorious are : beautiful fresco, and it almost
they about the faults of others. Here seemed like being entertained by those
they are—twenty stout men arresting
weak
up and enrich and' emblazon this \
world could we see Christ’s caligraphy
all over it. This world was not flung
out into space thousands of years ago
and then left to look out for itself. It
is still under the divine care.
Christ never for a half second
takes his hand off of it, or
it would soon be a shipwrecked
world, a defunct world, an obsolete
world, an abandoned world, a dead
world. “Let there be light” was said
at the beginning. And 1 Christ stands
under the wintry skies and says, Let
there be snowflakes to enrich the
earth; and under the clouds of spring
and says, Come ve blossoms and make
redolent the orchards; and in Septem
ber, dips the branches into the vat of
beautiful colors and swings them in
the hazy air. No whim of mine is
this. “Without him was not any
thing made that was made.” Christ
writing on the ground. If we could
see his hand in all- the passing
seasons, how it would illumine
the world! All verdure and foliage
would be allegoric, and again we
would hear him say as of old, “Con
sider the lilies of the field, how they
grow:” and we would not hear the
whistle of a quail or the cawing of a
raven or the roundelay of a brown-
threslier, without saying, “Behold
the fowls of the air, they gather not
into barns, yet your Heavenly Father
feedeth them;” and a Dominic hen of
the barnyard could not cluck for her
brood, yet we would hear Christ say
ing as of old, “How often would I
have gathered thy children together,
even as a hen gathered her chickens
under lier wings;” and through the
redolent hedges we would hear Christ
saying, “I am the rose of Sharon;”
we could not dip the seasoning from
the salt cellar without thinking of
the divine suggestion, “Ye are the
salt of the earth, but if the salt
have lost its savor, it is fit for nothing
but to be cast out and trodden under
foot of men.” Let us wake up
from our stupidity and take the whole
world as'a parable. Then if with gun
and pack of hounds wo start off before
dawn and see the morning coming
down off tho hills to meet us, we
would cry out with the evangelist,
“The day spring from on high hath
visited us;” or caught in a snow storm,
while struggling home, eyebrows ana
beard and apparel all covered with
the whirling flakes, we would cry out
with David, “Wash me and I shall
bo whiter than snow.” In a picture
gallery of Europe, there is on the ceil
ing an exquisite fresco, but people
having to look straight up, it wearied
and dizzied them, and bent their
necks almost beyond endurance, so
a great looking glass was put
near tho floor and now visitors only
need to look easily down into this mir
ror and they see the fresco at their
feet. And so much of all the heaven
of God’s truth is reflected in this world
as in a mirror and the things that are
above are copied by things all around
us. .Wliat right have we to throw
away one of God’s Bibles, aye, the
first Bible lie ever gave tho race? We
talk about the Old Testament and the
New Testament, but the oldest Testa
ment contains the lessons of the nat
ural world. Some people like the
New Testament so well they discard
the Old Testament. Shall we like the
New Testament and the Old Testa
ment so well as to depreciate the old
est; namely, that which was written
before Moses was put afloat on the
boat of leaves which was calked with
asphaltum; or reject the Genesis and'
the Revelation that were written cen
turies before Adam lost a rib and
gained a wife? No, no; when Deity
stoops down and writes on the ground,
let us read it. I would have no
less appreciation of the Bible on paper
that comes out of the paper mill, but I
would urge appreciation of tho Bible
in the grass, the Bible in the sand hill,
the Bible in the geranium, the Bible
in the asphodel, the Bible in the dust.
Some one asked an ancient king
whether he had seen the eclipse of the
sun. “No,” said he, “I have so much
to do on earth, I have no time to look
at heavfen.” And if our faculties were
all awake in the study of God, we
would not have time to go much fur
ther than the first grass blade. I have
no fear that natural religion will ever
contradict, what we call revealed re-
on. I have no sympathy with the
owers of Aristotle, who after the
telescope was invented, would not
look through it, lest it contradict some
of the theories of their great master.
I shall be glad to put against one lid
of the Bible the microscope, and
ana arraigning one weak woman.
Magnificent business to be engaged in.
They wanted the fun of seeing her
faint away under a heavy judicial sen
tence from Christ, and then after she
had been taken outside the city and
fastened at the foot of a precipice, the
Scribes and Pharisees wanted the sat
isfaction of each coming and dropping
a big stone on her head, for that was
the style of capital punishment that
they asked for. Some peo'ple have
taken the responsibility of saying
that Christ never laughed. But I
think as he saw those men drop every
thing, chagrined, mortified, exposed,
and go out quicker than they came in,
he must have laughed. At any rate,
it makes me laugh to read of it. All
of these libertines, dramatizing, indig
nation against impurity. Blind bats
lecturing on optics. A flock of crows
on their way up from a carcass, de
nouncing carrion. Yes, I think that
one word written on the ground that
day by the finger of Christ was the
awful word Hypocrisy. But I am
sure there was another word in that
dust. From her entire manner I am
sure that arraigned woman was re
pentant. She made no apology, and
Christ in no wise belittled her sin.
But her supplicatory behavior and
her tears moved him, and when lie
stooped down to write on the ground,
•he wrote that mighty, that imperial
word Forgiveness. When on Sinai
God wrote tho law,, he wrote it
with finger of lightning on tables
of stone, each word cut as by a chisel
into the hal’d granite surface. But
when ho writes the offense of this
woman he writes it in dust so that it !
who eighteen centuries ago had turned
to dust. Oh, this mighty literature of
the dust. Where are the remains of
Sennacherib and Attila and Epami-
nondas and Tamerlane and Trojan
and Philip of Macedon and Julius
Caesar? Dust! Where are the heroes
who fought on both sides at Chaero-
nea, at Hastings, at Marathon, at
Cressy, of the 110,000 men who fought
at Agincourt, of the 250,000 men who
faced death at Jena, of the 400,000
whose armor glittered in the sun at
Wagram, of the l,Q00,000men under
Darius at xArbella, of the 2,G41,000
men under Xerxes at Thermopylae?
Dust!
Where are the guests who danced
the floors of the Alhambra, or the Per
sian palaces of Aliasuerus? Dust!
Where are the musicians who played
and the orators who spoke, and the
sculptors who chiseled, and the archi
tects who built in all the centuries ex
cept. our own? Dust! The greatest
library of the world, that winch has
the widest shelves and the longest
aisles and the most multitudinous vol
umes and the vastest wealth, is the
underground library. It is the royal
library, the continental library, the
hemispheric library, the
library, the library of
And all these library cases will
bo opened, and all these scrolls
unrolled and all these volumes
unclasped and as easily as in
your library or mine we take up a
book, blow the dust off of it, and turn
over its pages, so easily will the Lord
of the Resurrection pick up out of this
library of dust every volume of human
life and open it and read it and dis-
And the volume will' be re-
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can be easily rubbed out, and when , bound, to be set in the royal library
she repents of it, oh, htbwas a merci
ful Christ 1 I was reading of a legend
that is told iu the far east about him.
He was walkiug through the streets of
a city and he saw a crowd around a
dead dog. And one man said: “What
a loathsome object is that dog I” ‘ ‘Yes, ”
said another, “his ears are mauled and
bleeding.” “Yes,” said another, “even
his hide would not be of any use to
the tauner.” “Yes,” said another, “the
odor of his carcass is dreadful.”
Then Christ, standing there, said:
“But pearls cannot equal tho white
ness of his teeth.” Then the peo
ple, moved by the idea that any
one could find anything pleasant con
cerning a dead dog, said: “Why, this
must be Jesus of Nazareth. ” Reproved
and convicted they went away. Surely
this legend of Christ is good enough to
be true. Kindness in all his words
and ways and habits. Forgiveness.
Word of eleven letters, and some of
them throues, and some of them palm
branches. Better have Christ write
close to our names that one word,
though he write it in dust, than to
have our name cut into monumental
granite with the letters that the storms
of a thousand years cannot obliterate.
Bishop Babiugton had a book of only
threejeaves. The first leaf was black,
the second leaf red, the third leaf
white. The black leaf suggested sin;
the red leaf atonement; tho white leaf
purification. That is the whole story.
God will abundantly pardon.
AN ILLUSTRATION OF THE WORLD’S IN
JUSTICE.
I must not forget to say that as
Christ, stopping down, with his finger
wrote on the ground, it is evident that
his sympathies are with this penitent
woman, and that he has no sympathy
with her hypocritical pursuers. Just
opposite to that is- the world’s habit.
Why didn’t these unclean Pharisees
bring one of their own number to-
Christ for excoriation and capital pun
ishment? No, no; they overlook that
in a man which they damnate in a
woman. And so the world has had
for offending women scourges and Ob
jurgation, and for just one offense she
becomes an outcast, while for men
whose lives have been sodomic
for twenty years, the world
swings open its doors of brill
iant welcome, and they may sit
in legislatures and senates and parlia
ments or on thrones. Unlike the
Christ of my text, the world writes a
man’s misdemeanor in dust, but chis
els a woman’s offense with great capi
tals upon ineffaceable marble. For
foreign lords and princes, whose names
cannot even be mentioned iu respecta
ble circles abroad because they are
of the King’s palace, or in the
tli
j prison
On, this
Is offered to the person who shall send iu the
largest number of yearly subscribers to the
library of the self destroyed,
mighty literature of the dust! It is
not *> wonderful after all that Christ [gjj jggi }|QQ)g jQUmal
repentant
chose, instead of an inkstand, the.im
pressionable sand on the floor of an
ancient temple, and, instead of a hard
pen, put forth liis forefinger with the
same kind of nerve, and muscle, and
bone, and flesh, as that which makes
up our own forefinger, and wrote the
awful doom of hypocrisy and full and
complete forgiveness for
sinners, even the worst
And now I can believe that which I
read, how that a mother kept burning
a candle in the window every night
for ten years, and one night very late
a poor waif of the street entered. The
aged woman said to her, “Sit down by
the fire,” and the stranger said, “Why
do you keep that light in the win
dow?” File aged woman said: “That
is to light my wayward daughter
when she returns. Since she Vent
away ten years ago, my hair has
turned white. Folks blame mo for
worrying about her, but you see I am
her mother, ’ and sometimes, half a
dozen times a night, I open the door
and look out into the darkness and
cry, ‘Lizzie!’ ‘Lizzie!’ But I must
not tell you any more about my
trouble, for I guess, from the wav you
cry> you have trouble enough of your
own. Why, how cold and sick vou
seem! Oh, my! can it be? Yes,
vou are Lizzie, my own lost. child.
Thank God that you are home again!”
And what a time of rejoicing there
was in that house that night! And
Christ again stooped down, and in the
ashes of that hearth, now lighted up
" logs
ouse-
liberating words
that he had written more than eigh
teen hundred years ago in tho dust of
the Jerusalem temple. Forgiveness!
A word broad enough aud high
enough to let pass through it all the
armies of heaven, a million abreast,
on white horses, nostril to nostril,
flank to flank.
_ What He Saw at Church.
A gentleman who attended services
at Whitehall chapel, London, gives
the following inventory of what he
saw: Two clergymen, two pew open
ers, two sextons, two organists, six
teen choristers, seventy-seven lighted
candles and a congregation of thirty
three, including children.—Philadel
phia Times.
It is said that the veterans of the
late war are dying at the rate of 6,000
a year.
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w hat the
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First. « w JU9t
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in good mechanical conj-
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necessary that the
prepared thoroughly
planting, if one would
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moniathe manufactured
antees, but whether
moniais Al ’• ei *
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ateiy on the plant, tk;,7
wdl know by examinS
complete and absolutely 8 *
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where the component pa*/'
so united as to from 1 .
feet whole. TheSia
such goods will bring 1:
the most profitable result?
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depeudent upon the kZ
ty of the manufacturer k
should buy fertilizers
a house known to be absolnk
ly reliable and who 3
only handle goods made l
absolutely first £
manufacturers,
will avoid paying out j*
ey for inferior goods tint
would probably yield no pot.
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ERT, TAYLOR & WIL
LIAMS of Charleston, S. P
are the sole general agentso
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of Charleston. The mechan
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their object is not to m
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pects to buy the sipem
brands, the ASHEPOO, Ef
. TAW AND CIIR 0 LINA
at the same price for whici
ANY COMMERCIAL MAOTi
CAN BE PURCHASED.
Sixth. Messrs. J. Y. Cl
RITHERS & CO. of Athi
Ga.,will hare on a hand
large lot of FERTIIIZEESI
the present season as thej|
have had heretofore,
everyone will find it to
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making purchases.
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