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REV. DR. TAIMAGE
Tin* Brooklyn Divine’s Sunday
Sermon.
Text: "And the priests that hare the ark
of the covenant of (he Lord stood firm on
dri, ground in the midst of the Jordan,
and all the Israelites passed over on dry
ground, unfit all the people were passed
clean over Jordan.”—Joshua ill., 17.
Washington crossed the Delaware When
crossing was pronounced impossible, but ho
dm it by mat. Xerxes crossed the Hot-
espont with 13.030,(XX) men, but he HI I It by
bridge. The Israelites crossed the Rod Ron,
but the same orchestra that celebrated the
deliverance of the one army sounded the
strangulation of the other. This Jordanic
passage differs from all. There was no sac*
riflcoof human lifo—not so much as the loss
of a linchpin. The vanguard of tho host-
made up of priests advanced until they put,
their foot at tho brim of the river, when im
mediately tho streets of Jerusalem were
no more dry land than the bed of that river.
It was as if all the water had been drawn off
and then the dampness had boon soaked up
with a sponge, and then by a towel the road
had been wiped dry.
Yonder goes a great army of Israelites—
(lie hosts In uniform. Following them the
wives, the children, the Hooks, the herds.
The people look up at tho orystallino wall
of the Jordan ns they pass and think what
an awlul disaster would eomo to them if La.
fore they got to the opposite bank of that
Amlon wall that wall should fall on thorn.
And the thought makes tho mothers ling
their children close to their hearts as they
swiften their paco. Quick, now I Clot them
all up on tho hanks—the armed warriors,
the wives mul children, flocks and herds
aud let this wonderful Jordanio passage be
completed forever.
Sitting on tho shelved limestone, I look oft
upon that Jordan where Joshua crossed un
der tho triumphal arch of tho rainbow
woven out of the spray; tho river which af
terwards became tho baptistry where Christ
was sprinkled or plunged; tho river where
tho ax—the borrowed ax—miraculously
swam at tho prophbet’s order; tho river il
lustrious in tho history of the world for he
roic faith and omnipotent deliverance and
typical of scenes yet to transpiro in your
lifo and mine—scenes enough to make us
from tho sole of tho foot to tho crown of the
bead, tingle with infinite gladness.
Standing on the scene of that affrighted
fugitive river Jordan, I learn for myself ami
for you. first, that obstacles, when they uro
touched, vanish. The text says that when
these priests came down and touched the
water—tho edge of tho water with their feet
—the water parted. They did not wade in
chin deep or waist deep or knoo deep or ankle
deep, but as soon as their feet touched tho
water it vanished. And it makes mo think
that almost all the obstacles of life need only
bo npproticheil In onter to ho conquered.
Difficulties hut touched vanish. It is the
trouble, tho difficulty, tho obstacle fsr In the
distance, that seems so huge and tremend
ous.
The npostlos l’aul and John seemed to dls-
llke cross dogs, for tho apostle Paul toils us
in rhilippiauH, “Beware of dogs,” and John
seeuiB to shut tho gate of heaven nguiust nil
tho canine species when lie says, "Without
aro dogs." Hut I have been told that whoa
those animals are furious, if they eomo at
you, if you will keep your oye on thorn and
advance upon them they will retrent.
Whether thnt be so or not I cannot toll, but
I do know that tho vast majority of the mis
fortunes and trials and disasters of your life
that hounds your stops, if you can only get
your eye on them, and koop your eye on
thorn, and advance upon them, and cry.
“Begone,” they will slink and cower.
Thero is a beautiful tradition among the
American Indians that Mnuitou' wur travel
ing in the invislblo world, and'one day ho
camo to a barrier of brambles and sharp
thorns which forbade his going on, and
there was a wild beast glaring at him from
the thicket, but as he determined to go ou
his way ho did pursue it, and thoso bram
bles were found to be only phantoms, and
that beast was found to bo a powerless
ghost; and tho impassible river that forbade
him rushing to embrace tho Yaratilda
Proved to bo only a phantom river.
Well, my friends, the fact is there are a
groat many things that look terrible across
our pathway, which, when we advance upon
them, aro only tho phantoms, only the ap
paritions, only the delusions of life. Diffi
culties touched are conquered. Put your
feet into tho brim of tho water, and Jordan
retreats. You sometimes see u great duty
to perform. It is a very disagreeable duty.
You say, “I can’t go through it; I haven't
tho courage. I haven’t tho intelligence, to
go through it.” Advanco upon it, Jordan
will vanish.
I always sigh before I begin to preach at
the greatness of tho undertaking, but ns
soon as 1 start it becomes to mo an exhilara
tion. And any duty undertaken with a con
fident spirit becomes a pleasure, and tho
higher the duty the higher tho pleasure.
Difficulties touched are conquerei. There
are a great many people who aro afraid of
death in the future. Good John Livingston
once, on a sloop coming from Elizabethport
to New York, was dreadfully frightened be
cause be thought ho was going to be drowned
as a sudden gust came up. People wore sur
prised at him. If any man in all tho world
was ready to die, it was good John Living-
sto«.
Ko there are now a groat many good peo
ple who shudder in passing a graveyard,
aud they hardly dare think of Canaan be
cause of the Jordan that intervenes. Put
once they are down on a sick bed, then all
their fears aro gone—the waters of death
dashing on tho beach are like tho mellow
voice of ocean shells—they smell of the blos
soms of the tree of life. Tho musio of the
heavenly choirs comes steuling over the
waters, and to cross now is only a pleasant
sail. How long the boat is coining I Como,
Lord Jesus, come quickly. Chritt the Priest
advances ahead, aud the dying Christian
goes over dry shod on coral bods aud flowers
of heaven and paths of p^arl.
Ob, could we make our doubts remove—
Tbeso gloomy doubts that rise—
And view the Canaan that we love
With unbocloudcd eyea!
Could wc but climb where Mogos stood
( And view the landscape o’er,
\ riot Jordan’s stream nor death’s cold flood
Could fright ub from the abore.
Again, this Jordanic passage teaches mo
the completeness of everything that God
does. When God put an invisible darn across
Jordan, and it was halted, it would have
been natural, you would have supposed, for
the water to have overflowed the region all
around about, and that great devastation
would have taken place, but when God put
the dam in front or the river Ho put a darn
on the other side of the river, so that, ac
cording to the text, tho water baited and
reared and stood there and not overflowing
was wound up, tho fixed stars tho pivots, tho
constellations the intermoving wheels, and
J tho, we
mwjtho
tifc
ponderous laws tho weights and mighty
swinging penduluragWw stars in the groat
of nlr** 4- •• • • * • •*
the midnight,and the
tolling the hour of
the surrouuding country. Oh, the complete
ness of everythin? that God does!
One would have thought that, if the
waters of the Jordan had dropped until
they were only two or three feet deep, the
Israelites might have marched through it
and have come up on the other bank with
their clothes saturated and their garments
like those of men coming ashorp from ship
wreck, and that would have been os wonder
ful a deliverance, but God does something
better than that. When the priests' feet
touched the waters of Jordan and they were
drawn off, they might have thought there
would-have been a bed of mud aud slime
through which the army should pass.
Draw off the waters of the Hudson or the
Ohio, and there would be a good many (Jay s,
and perhaps many weeks, before the sedi
ment would dry up, and yet here in an in
stant, immediately, God provides a path
through the depths of Jordan. It is so dry
the passengers do not even get their feet
damp. On, the completeness of everything
that God does! Does He make a universe?
It is a perfect fcjppk, running
dome of night striki
nm, with brazen
noon.
The wildest comet he s a chain of law that
it cannot break. The laistle down living
before the schoolboy’s breath is controlled
by the same Jaw that controls the sun aild
the planets. The rosebush in your window
is governed by the same principle that
governs the tree of universe on which
the stars aro ripening fruits, and on which
God will one day pm His hand and shako
down the fruits—a perfect universe. No
nstrouoruy has over proposed an amend
ment.
If God makes a Kible, It is a complete
Bible, standing amid the dreadful and rtoa
lightful truths, you seem to bo in the midst-
of an orchestra where tho wailings over
sins, and the rejoicings over pardon, and tho
martial strains of victory make tho chorus
like nn anthem of pternity. This book
seems to you tho ocean of truth, on every
wave of which Christ walks—sometimes iti
tho darkness of prophecy, again in the
splendors with which He walks on Galilee.
In this book apostle answers to prophet,
Paul to Isaiah. Revelation to Genesis—glori
ous light, turning midnight sorrow into the
midnonn joy, dispersing every flog, hushing
every tempest. Take this hook; it is tho kiss
of God upon tho sout of lost man. Perfect
Bible, complete Bible 1 No man has over
proposed any improvement.
Goi provided a Saviour, Ho is a com
plete Saviour—God-mau—.diviuity and
humanity united in the same person. Ho
set up tho starry pillars of tho universe and
tho towers of light. He planted tho cedars
and tho heavenly Lebanon. Ho struck out
of the rook the rivers of life, singing under
the trees, singing under tho thrones. lie
quarried tho sardonyx and crystal and tho
topaz of the heavenly wall. He put down
tho jasper for the foundation and heaped up
the amethyst for tho capital and swung the
1‘3 gates which are pearls. Iu ono instant
lie thought out a universe, and yet He be
anie a ofiild crying for Ilis mother, feeling
along tho sides of the manger, ’’ |*urnmg to
.’a Ik.
Omnipotence sheatliod in the muscle and
flesh of a child’s arm; omniscience strung in
tho optic nerve of a child’s oye: infinite
lovo beating in a child’s heart; a groat God
appearing in tho form of a child 1 year old,
5 years old, 15 years old. While all the
heavens were ascribing to Him glory and
honor and power on earth, men said, “Who
is this follow?” While all tho heavenly
hosts, with folded wing about their faces,
bowed down before Him crying, “Holy,
holy,” on earth, they denounced Him as a
blasphemer and a sot. Rocked in a boat oil
Genuesarot, and yet He it is tlmt undirke l
the lightning from tho storm cloud aud dis
masted Lebanon of its forests aud holds tho
live oceans on the tip of His Auger as tho
leaf holds tho raindrop.
Oh, tho completo Saviour, rubbing His
hand over tho place where we have the pain,
yet the stars of heaven tho adorning gems
of His right hand. Holding us in His arms
when wo take our last viow of our (load, Bit-
tiug down with us on the tombstone, and
while wo plant roses thero He planting con
solation in our heart, evory chapter a stalk,
every verso a stem, evory word a rose. A
completo Saviour, u complete Bible, a com
plete universe, n complete Jordanic passage.
Everything that God does is complete.
Again, I learn from this Jordanio passage
that betweapSis and every Oanaau of suc
cess aud prosperity thero is a river that
must bo passed. “Oh, how I would like
to have some of thoso grapes ou tho other
side!” said some of the Israelites to Joshua.
“Well,” says Joshtfa, “why don’t you cross
over and get them?” There is a river of
difficulty between us and everything that is
worth knowing. That whish costs nothing
is worth nothing.
God didn’t intend this world for an easy
parlor, through which we are to bo drawn
in a rocking chair, but wo are to work our
passage, climb masts, fight battles, scale
mountains and ftfrd rivers. God makes
everything valuable dilficiilf to got at, for
the t-amo reason that He put tho gold down
in tho mino and tho pearl clear down in the
sea—to make us dig and divo for them. We
acknowledge this principle in worldly things;
oh, that wo were ortlv wise enough to ac
knowledge it in religious things!
You hnve scores of Illustrations under
your own observalpon where men have had
the hardest lot and been trodden under foot,
and yet after atvbilo had it easy. Now their
homes blossom and bloom with pictures,
and carpets that made foreign looms laugh
now embrace their feet; the sum nor winds
lift tho tapestry about the window gorgeous
enough for a Turkish sultan; impatient
steeds paw and neigh at tho door, their car
riages moving through tho sea of New York
life a very wave of splendor.
Who is it? Why, it is a boy who came to
New York with a dollar in his pocket and
all his estate slung over his shoulder in a
cotton handkorcuiof. All that silver on the
dancing span is petrified sweat drops; that
beautiful dress is the faded calico over
which God put His liandof perfection,turning
it to Turkish satin or Italian silk; those dia
monds arc the tears which suffering frozo a9
they fell. Oh, thero is a river of difficulty
between us and every earthly achievement.
You know that You admit that.
You know this is so with regard to the
acquisition of knowledge. Tho ancients
used to say that Vulcan struck Jupiter on
tho head and the goddess of wisdom jumped
out, illustrating the truth that wisdom
comes by hard knocks. There was a river
of difficulty between Shakespeare, the boy,
holding tho horse at tho door of tho London
theatre, and thnt Shukehponre, the great
dramatist, winning the applause of all au
diences by his tragedies. Thero was a river
betwedh Benjamin Franklin, with a loaf of
bread under his arm, walking tho stroots of
Philadelphia, and that same Den arnin
Franklin, the philosopher, just outside of
Boston flying a kite in tho thunder-storm.
An idler was cured of his bad hubit by
looking through the window, night after
night, at a man,who seemed sitting at his
desk turning off. ono sheet of writing after
another until almost trie dawn of the morn
ing. The man sitting there writing until
morning was industrious Walter Scott; the
man who looked at him through the window
was Lockhart, his illustrious biographer
afterward. Lord Mansfield, pursued by tho
press and by tho populace, because of a cer
tain line of duty, went on to discharge the
duty, and while the mob were around him
demanding the taking of his life ho shook
his fist in the face of the mob and said,
“Sirs, when one’s lost end comes, it cannot
corne too soon if he falls in defense of law
and tlie liberty of his country.”
And so there is, my friends, a tug, a tus
sle, a trial, a flush, an anxiety, through
which every man must go before he comes
to worldly success aud worldly achievement.
You admit it. Now bo wise enough to ap
ply it in religion. Eminent Christian char
acter is only ^gained by the Jordanic
passage, no man just happened to get good.
Why does that man know so much about
the Scriptures?: He was studying tho Bible
while you were reading a novel. He was on
fire with tho sublimities of tho Bible while
you were sound usleep; by tug, tussle, push
ing aud running in the Christian life that
man got so strung for God; in a hundred
Solferinos he lArnod how to fight; in a hun
dred shipwrec® he learned how to swim.
Tears over sin ears over Zion’3 desolation,
tears over ttai impenitent, tears over the
graves made, at*o the Jordan which that
man had passiUJ. Sorrow pales the cheek,
and fades the eye. and wrinkles tho Irow,
and withers the hands. Thero are mourn-
mg garments in the wardrobe, and there
deaths in every family record; all around are
tho relics of the dead.
Tho Christian has passed the Red sea of
trouble, and yet be thinks there is a Jordan
of death between him and heaven. He
comes down to that Jordan of death and
thinks how many have been lo3b there.
When Molyneux was exploring the Jordan
in Palestine, he had his boat3 all knocked to
pieces in the rapids of that river. Anl there
are a great many uieu who have gone down
in the river of death; the Atlantic and
gkeifle fcayp pot allowed so many. It ii
an awful thing to make shipwrecks on the
rock of ruin—masts falliug, hurricanes
flyl n Fi death coming, gronnings in the
water, moaning* in the wind, thunder in
tho sky, while God, with tho finger of light
ning, writes all over the sky, “1 will tread
them in My wrath, and I will trample them
in My fury.”
The Christian comes down to this raging
torrent, and ho knows ho must pass out. and
as he comes toward tho time his breath gets
shorter, and his last breath loaves him as ho
steps into the stream, and no sooner does he
touch the stream than it is parted, aud he
goes through dry shod, while all tho waters
wavo their plumes, crying: “O death, whore
is thy sting? O grave, whore is tliy victory?”
God shall wipo away nil tears from their
eyes, and thero shall be no more weeping,
and there shall bo no more death.
Romo of your children have already gone
up the other bank. You let them down on
this side of the bank; they will bo on the*
other bank to help you up with supernat
ural strength. The other morning at my
table, all my family present, I thought to
myself how pleasant it would be if I could
put all in a boat and thou go in with them,
and we could pull across the river to tho
next world an i bo thero altogether. No
family parting, no gloomy obsequies. It
wouldn’t take live minutes to go from bank
to bank, and t hen in that better world to bo
together forever. Wouldn’t it bo pleasant
for you to take all your family into that
blessed country if you could all go together?
I remdtuber my mother in her dying hour
said to my father, “Father, wouldn’t it bo
pleasant it we could all go together?” But
wo caunot all go together. Wo must go ono
by oue, and wo must bo grateful if we got
there at. all. What a heaven it will bo if
wo have all our families thero to look"
around and see all the children are present!
ou would rather have them all th ore, and
you go with bare brow forever, than that
ono should be missing to complete the gar
lands ot heaven for your coronal. The Lord
God of Joshua gave them a safe Jordanio
passage.
Even children will go though dry shod.
Those of us who were brought up in tho
country remember, when tho summer was
coming on in our boyhood days, wo always
Jouged for the day when we wore to go
barefooted, and after tensing our mothers
iu regard to It for a good while, and they
consented, wo remember tho delicious sensa
tion of the cool grass when we put our un
covered foot on it.
Aud the time will cotno whan thoso shoos
wo wear now, lost wo be out of the sharp
places of this world, shall bo taken off, and
with unsnudlod foot wo will stop into the
bed of tho river; with feet untrammeled,
free from pain and fatigue, wo will gain
tlmt last journey, when, with one foot in
tho bod of tho river and tho other foot ou
the other bank, wo strugglo upward. That
will bo heaven. Oh, I pray for nil my dear
poople a safo Jordanic passage I That is
what tho dying Christian husband felt when
he said: “How tho candle fliokors, Nellio!
But it out. I shall sleep well to-night and
wake in tho morning.”
JOne word of comfort on this subject for
ml the bereaved. You see, our departed
friends have not been submerged, have not
been swamped in tho waters. Th’oy have
only crossed over. Those Israelites wore
lust n« thoroughly alive ou tho western
banks of the Jordan as they had boon on the
eastern banks of tho Jordau, and our de
parted Christian friends have only crosaod
over—not sick, not dead, not exhausted, not
extinguished, not blotted out, but with
healthier respiration, and stouter pulses,and
keener oyesight, and better prospects—
srossed over, their sins, their physical and
mental disquiet, all left clear this side, au
eternally flowing, impassable obstaclo be
tween them aud all human an 1 satanic pur
suit. Crossed over I Oil, I shako hands of
congratulati m with all tho bereaved in the
consideration that our departed Christian
friends are safo!
Why was thero so much joy in certain
circles iu New York when people hoard
from tho friends who were on board that
belated steamer? It was feared that vossol
had gone to the bottom of the sea, and when
the l’rionds on this side heard that the
steamer had arrived safely in Liverpool,had
we not a right to congratulate the people iu
New York that their friends had got safely
across? And is it not right this morning
that I congratulate you time your departed
friends are safo on tho shore of heaven?
Would you have them back again? Would
you have those old parents back again? You
know how hard it was sometimes for thorn to
get their breath in the stifled atmosphere of
the summer. Would you have them back in
this weather? Didn’t they uso their brain
long enough? Would you have your chil
dren back aguin? Would you have thorn
take tho risks of temptation which throng
every human pathway? Would you have
them cross tho Jordau three times? In ad
dition to crossing it already, cross it again
to greet you now and then cross back after
ward? For certriniyyou would not want to
keep them forever out of heaven.
Pan so and wcop, not for tho frood from psiu,
but that the sigh of lovo would bring thorn hacc
again.
I ask a question, and there seems to come
back tho answer in heavenly echo: “What,
will you never be sick again?” “Never—
sick—again.”—“What, will you never bo
tired again?” “Never — tired—again.”
“What, will you never weep again?” “Never
—weep—again.” “Wlmt, will you never
die again?” “Never—die—again.”
Oh, ye army of departed klndre J, we hail
you from bank to bankl Wait for ub when
tho Jordan of death shall part for us. Come
down and meet us half way bat ween tho
widowed banks of earth and tho palm groves
of heaven. May our great High Priest go
ahead of us, and with bruised feet touch the
water, and then shall bo fufllloil the words
of my text, “All Israel went over on dry
ground until all tho people wore gouo clear
through Jordan.”
If I ask you wlmt shall be tho glad hymn
of this morning, I think thero would
bo a thousand voices that would choose tho
same hymn—tho hymu that illumines so
many death chambers—tho hymn that has
boon the parting hymn in many an instant*
—the old hymn:
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
And cast a wistful eye
To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where my possession* lie.
Oh. tho transporting, rapturous seen-.
That rises on my sight!
Hwcct Holds arrayed In living groeu,
And rlvors of dolight.
They Wantoil Doll Bags.
A policeman in Central Park, Now
York City, tho otkor day noticed
two little girls dodging busily about
through tho crowds, and suspecting that
they were up to some mischief followed
them. Presently a woman stoppod him
and said that there had been a piece out
out of her dress. Two other women im
mediately discovered that their drOBses
had been similarly mutilated. The po
liceman thereupon arrested the girls,and
found that each had a pair of scissors,and
several bits of cloth that they had cut
from difloront dresses. A man who said
that ho had seen oue of them cut at his
wife's dress, went with him to the sta
tion house to lodgo a complaint. The
girls, who were very much frightened,
said iu the most innocent raanuer that
they wanted some rags to make clothes
for their dolls, and that as they did not
know how else to get them they decided
to cut them out of ladies’ dresses. The
gcutlemuu concluded not to make a com
plaint, and the girls were taken to their
mothers, who were ndvisod to keep a
better watch on them iu the future.—
New Orleans Picayuue.
The respective ages of a bride and
groom, recently married at Arthur, Jnd.,
were eighty-ogg and seventy-nine years.
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INDIANAPOLIS CHEMICAL CO.,
543 manisoR live., Indianapolis, mu. H
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WHY NOT BUY THE BEST?
THE ORIGINAL HYGEIA
BEST FITTING. BEST WEARING.
MOST DURABLE AND A
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Agents wanted. Send for catalogue, terms, &c.
WESTERN CORSET COMPANY,
ST. LOUIS, MO.
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Carriage and
Harness Co.
Are now ready to supply the wants of the con
sumer with Carriages and Harness of every de
scription, at. prices that defy competition. W*
ore the leaders. Let thoso who can follow. Our
manufactures are made to givo perfect satisfac
tion and the “ Miller ” guarantee stands good all
over the country. JFinish, Workmanship,
Strength and Iteuutu combine tho “Miller”
work. Send for our Illustrated Catalogue and
Price List giving you full particulars and idea«
of our manufacture, to
MILLER CARRIAGE AND HARNESS CO.
St. Paul Building,
27 West 4th Strest, Cincinnati, Ohio.
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BLOOMINGTON, ILL
Our No. 28 End Spring, with
Drop-Axle both front and rear,
is the best looking and most
serviceable buggy made for the
money. Ask your dealer to
show the BLOOMINGTON
MFG. CO.’S line of Buggies,
Wagons and Carts, and buy
no other.
BENT) FOR CATAl.OQI.IE
Buy a Good Gash Regisier.
% THE MERCANTILE, PRICE, $25.00. %
Used and endorsed by nearly 10,000 progressive Merchants.
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A PERFECT CASHIER,
NEEDED IN EVERY RETAIL STORE.
It 1ms tho latest Improved combination
look.
Jt is the quickest register to operate.
It records traiiKactioiiK in the order made.
It records money paid out and received
on account.
It shows who does the work.
It educates you In correct methods.
It prevents disputes iu coho of error.
It will pay its cost every month in saving
of time and money.
It Is practical, durable and reliable.
It is fully guaranteed for two years.
WRITE TO THE MANUFACTURERS
FOR FULL PARTICULARS.
AMERICAN CASH REGISTER CO.,
230 Clinton St., Chicago.
CLEVELAND HIGH SCHOOL,
CLEVELAND, GEORGIA.
Spring Term Begins January 2d, 1893. Fall Term
Begins July 10th, 1893.
Tuition in all Classes per Month, $1.00.
In connection with the Spring and Fall terms, will
he taught tlie terms of the public schools.
For further particulars call ou or address
ALBERT BELL, Principal,
Or CHAS. W. MERRITT, Assistant.