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Sash, Doors and Blinds! CLARK, BELL & CO., Manufacturers and Dealers in Sash, Doors, Blinds, Mouldings, Brackets. SHINGLES and. LUMBER.. Also SEWER and DRAIN PIPE. Prices as low as the lowest. Satisfaction guaranteed. CLARK, BELL & CO., Gainesville, Ga. *§!@fe?!YOU'LL APPRECIATE TEARNS XlStii. rTHEJ'; SO EASY TO RUN: \ r- /<./mast runs its self. 'Oj^tvCNE. OF THAT' TERRIBLE' \RATT! ,NQ NOISE SO COMMON' % ITO LAWN MOWERS, i/inr! it cits closely in HIGH, TOUGH Gf?A5S\ s lECSmmsA Co. mm 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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