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EV. D*R. T A LMAG E 'The Eminent Divine’s Sunday Discourse. Stil>**<*♦: io Ho I.onrnort From tlio Tliroe Ci osHt-?—On Right Unbelief and Remorse, on Left Penitence anrl Con tent, In the Centro Kverlitgtlng Love. [Copyright lUOU.I W> sittxotox, J). C. The famous paintings in the picture galleries of Mu yneh seem to have suggested the topic of Ihia cp*eoiirso. which Dr. Talnu}ge sends from the quaint Bavarian town, but the theme which msnired the painters awak- in the great preacher thoughts of the redemption of the human race, which to**! tb® supreme design of that scene of s .!C riTl " an d death. The text is Luke xxiii, 32. ‘‘There they crucified Him and Tno malefactors, one on the right hand and the other on the left.’* Just outside of Jerusalem is a swell of ground. Reward which a crowd are amend ing, for it is the day of execution. What a mighty assemblage! Some for curiosity to hear what the malefactors will say and to see now they will act. The three per rons to he executed are already there. Some of the spectators are vile of lie and bloated of cheek. Some look up with re vongc. hardly able to keep their hands n -f the sufferers. Some tear their own hair in a frenzy of grief. Some stand in silent horror. Some break out into im rontrolJabV weeping. Some clap their hands in dehght that the offenders are to T'* punished at Inst. The soldiers with drawn swords drive back the mob. which presses on so hard. There is fear that the Proceedings may be interrupted. Let the stationed at .Terusalem. on horseback, dash nloDff the line and force the surging multitude. “Back with you!” is the c “Have you never before seen p. man die?” Three crosses fn a row—an upright v> i ece and two transverse pieces, one at tlie top. on which (he hands are nailed, and one at the middle, on which the vie +im sat. Three trees just planted, yet hearing fruit—the one at the right bear ing; poi°on, and the one at the left bitter aloas; the cue in the middle, apples of love. Norway p : ne and tropical orange and Lebanon cedar would not make so strange a rave as this orchard of Cal vary. Stand back and give a look at the three crosses. •Tust look at the ernes on the right. Tts ■victim <iics scoffing. More awful than his •phvaical ar.vuish is his scorn and hatred of Him on the middle cross. This wretched man turns half around on the spikes to hiss at the One in the middle. If the scof fer could get, one hand loose, and he were within reach, he would smite the middle sufferer in the face. He hates Him with ■a perfect hatred. I think he wishes he were down no the ground that he might spear Him. He envies the mechanics who with their nails have nailed Him fast. -Amid the settling darkness and louder than the crash of the rocks hear him jeer out these words; “Ah, you poor wretch! T knew you were an imposter! You pre tended to be a God. and yet you let these legions master you.” It was in some such hate that Voltaire in his death hour, be cause i.e thought he saw Christ in his bed room. got un on his elbow and cried out, ■“Crush that wretch!” What had the middle cross done to arouse up this right hand cross? Nothing. Oh. the enmity of the natural heart against Christ! The world likes a sentimental Christ or a phi lanthropic Curist, but a Christ who comes to snatch men away from their sius—away with Him! On this right hand cross to day I see typified the unbelief of the world. Men say: “Back with Him from the heart! I will not let Him take my sins. If He will die. let Him die for Him self, not for me." There has always been -a war between this right hand cross and the middle cross, and wherever there is an unbelieving heart, there the fight goes on. Oh, I* when that dying malefactor perished, the faithlessness of man had perished, then that tree which yields poi son would have budded and blossomed with life for all the world. Look up into that disturbed counte nance of the sufferer and see what a ghastly thing it is to reject Christ. Be hold m that awful face, in that pitiful look, in that unblessed death hour, the stings of that sinner’s departure! What a plunge into darkness! Standing high upon the cross on the ton of the hill, so that all the world may look at him, he says, “Here I go out of a miserable life into a wretched eternity!” One, two. three! Listen to the crash of the fall, all ye ages! So Hobbes, dving after he had seventy years in which to prepare for eternity, said. “Were I master of all the world I would give it all to live one day longer.” Sir Francis Newport, hovering over the brink, cried out: “Wretch that I am. whither shall I fir from this breast? What will bicome of me? Oh, that I were to lie upon the fire that never is quenehod a thousand years, to purchase the favor of God and to be reconciled to Him again! Oh, eternity; oh. eternity! Who Call discover the abyss of eternity? Who can paraphrase these words, ‘For ever and forever?’ ” That right hand cross—thousands have perished on it in worse agonies. For what is physical pain compared to re morse at the last, that life has been wasted and only a fleeting moment stands between the soul aud its everlasting over throw? O God, let me die anywhere rather than at the foot of that right hand cross! Let not one drop ot that blood fall upon my cheek. Rend not my ear with that cry. I see it now as never be fore—the loathsomeness and horror of my unbelief. That dying malefactor was not so much to blame as I. Christianity was not established, and perhaps not until that day had that man heard the Christ. But after Christ had stood almost 1900 years, working the wonders of His grace, you reject Him. That right hand cross, with its long beam, overshadows all the earth It is ■planted in the heart of the race. When will the time come when the spirit of God shall, with its ax, hew down that right hand eros3 until it shall fall at the foot of that middle crass and unbelief, the rail ing malefactor of the world, shall perish from ail our hearts? Away from me, thou spirit of unbelief! I hate thee! With this sword of God I thrust thee back and thrust thee through! Down to hell! Down, most accursed monster of the earth, and talk to those thou hast already damned! Talk no longer to these sons of God, these heirs of heaven! “If Thou be the Son of God ” Was there any “if” about it? Tell me, thou star, that in robe of light did run to point out His birthplace. Tell me. thou sea, that didst put thy hand over thy lip when He bade thee still. Tell me, ye dead, who got up to see Him die. Tell me, thou sun in mid-heaven, who for Him didst’ pull down over thy face the veil of darkness. Tell me, ye lepers who were .cleansed, ye dead who were raised, is lie the Son of God? Aye, aye! responds the universe. The flowers breathe it; the -.tars chime it; the redeemed celebrate it; tne tinge,s rise on tnc.r turones to an nounce it. And yet on that miserable malefactor’s “if” how many shall be wrecked for all eternity! That little "if” has enough venom in its sting to cause the death of the soul. No “if” about it. I know it. Here Deus! I feel it thoroughly —through every muscle of the body and through every faculty of my mind and through every energy of my soul. Living. 1 will preach it; dying, I will pillow my head upon its consolations —Jesus the God. Away, then, from this right hand cross. The red berries of the forest are apt to be poisonous, and around this tree of car nage grow the red, poisonous berries of which many have tasted and died. 1 can 'X VR tttt see no use for the right hand cross, except it be used as a lever with which to upturn th unbelief of the world. Hero from the right hand cross I go to the left hand cross. Pass clear to the other side. That victim rdso twists him self upon the nails to loo* at the centre -voss. yet not to scoff. It is to worship. He. too. would like to get his hand loose, not to smite, hut to deliver the sufferer of the middle cross. He cries to the rail er cursing on the other side: “Silence! Between us innocence in agony. We suffer for our crimes. Silence!” Gather -.'iun . this left hand cross, O ye people! Be not afraid. Bitter herbs are some times a tonic for the brain, and the bitter aloes that grow on this tree shall give strength and life to thy soul. This left cross is a repenting cross. As men who have been nearly drowned tel! us that in one moment, while they were under water. their whole life passed i'-fore them, so I suppose in one moment the dving malefactor thought over all his nast life —of that night when he went into an unguarded door and took all the silver, the gold, the jewels, and as the i-ieerer stirred he put a knife through bis heart: of that day when, in the lonely nass. he met the wayfarer and regardless of the cries and prayers and tears and struggles of his victim he flung the man gled corpse into the dust of the highway e- heaped noon it the stones. He savs: “T am a guilty wretch: I deserve this! There is no need of mv cursing. That will not -‘op the nain. There is no need of hlasnbeminv Christ, for He has done me no wrong, and yet I cannot die so. The tortures of ray body erg undone by the tortures of my soul. The past is a scene of misdoing. The present a crucifixion. The future an everlasting undoing Come Hack, thou hiding midday sun! Kiss my cheek with one bright ray of comfort. What, no help from above —no help from beneath? Then I must turn to my com panion in sorrow, the One on the mid dle cross. I have heard that He knows how to help a man when he is in trouble. I have heard that He can cure the wound ed. I have beard that He can pardon the sinner. Surely, in all His wanderings up and down the earth He never saw one more in need of H ; s forgiveness' Blessed One! I turn to Thee! Wilt Thou turn for the moment away from Thy own pangs to pity me? Lord, It is not to have my hands relieved or mv feet taken from the tortu.'e. I can stand all this, but, oh, my sms, my sins, my sins, they pierce me through and through. They tell me I must die forever. They will push me out into the darkness unless Thou wilt help me. I confess it all Hear the cry of the r, viug thief, “Lord, remember me when Thou eomest into Thy kingdom.’ I ask no great things. I seek for no throne in heaven, no chariot to taka mo to the skies, but just thmk of me when this day’s horrors have passed. Think of me a little —of me, the one now hanging at Thy side —when the shout of heavenly welcomes takes Tneo back into Thy elorv. Thou wilt not forget me, wilt Thou? ‘Lord, remember me when Thou eomest into Thv kingdom.* Only just remember me.” Likewise -au-t we renent. You say, “I have stolen nothing.” I reply: “We have Ml been guilty of the mightiest felony of the universe, for we have robbed God— robbed IJim "of our time, robbed Him of oar talent, robbed Him of our services.” tfippo.se you send a man out as an agent of your firm and every month you pay him bis salary, an 1 at the end of ten years you find out that be lias been serving an other firm, but taking your salary, would you not at once condemn him ns dishon est? God sent us into this world to serve Him. He has given its wages all the time. Yet how many of us have been serving another master! When a man is con victed of treason he is brought put; a regiment surrounds him and the command is given: “Attention, company! Take aim! Fire!” And the man falls with a hundred bullets through his heart. There comes a time in a man’s history when the Lord calls un the troop of his iniquities, and at God’s command they pour into him a concentrated volley of torture. To this middle cross look, that your souls may live. I showed you the right hand cross in order that you might see what an ■ wful thing it is to be unbeliev ing. I showed you the left hand cross that you might see what it is to repent. Now I show you the middle cross that you may see what Christ has done to save your soul. Poets have sung its praise, sculptors have attempted to commemor ate it in marble, martyrs have clung to it in the fire and Christians dying quietly in their beds have leaned their heads against it. This . our may all our souls embrace it with an ecstasy of affection. Lay hold of that cross. Everything else will fail you. Without a strong grip on that you perish. Put your hand on that and you are safe, though a world swing from beneath your feet. Oh, that I might engrave on your souls meffaceably the three crosses, so that if in your waking moments you will not heed, then in your dreams at night you may see on the hill back of Jerusalem the three spectacles the right hand cross showing unbelief, dying without Christ; the left hand showing what it is to be pardoned, while the central cross pours upon your soul the sunburst of heaven as it says: “By a'.l these wounds I plead for thy heart. I have loved thee with an everl-sting love. Rivers cannot quench it. Floods cannot drown it.” But, no; we will not wait for such i dream. In this our most aroused mood we throw down at the foot of that mid dle cross sin, sorrow, life,, death—every thing. We are slaves; Christ give deliv erance to the captive. We are thirsty, Christ is the river of salvation to slake our thirst. We are hungry; Jesus says, “I am the bread of life.” We are con demned to die; Christ soys, “Save that man from going down to the pit: I am the ransom.” We are tossed on the sea of trouble; Jesus comes o>er it, saying, “it is I; be not afraid." We are in darkness; Jesus says, “I am the bright and morning star.” \V o are sick; Jesus is the “balm of G'lcad.” We are dead, hear the shrouds rend and the grave hillocks heave, as He cries, “I am the resurrection and the life; he that lielieveth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.” We want justifi cation: “Being justified by faith, we have peace with Cod through our Lord Jesus Christ.” We want to exercise faith; “Believe in'the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt he saved.” I want to get from under condemnation; “There is now, therefore, no condemnation to them who are in Christ Jesus.” The cross—He car ried it. The flames of hell —He suffered them. The shame—He endured it. The crown—He won it. Heights of heaven sing it and worlds of light to worlds of light all round the heavens cry, 1 Glory, glory!” Let us go forth and gather the trophies for Jesus. From Goleonda mines we gather the diamonds; from Ceylon shores we gather the pearls; from all lands and kingdoms we gather- precious stones, and we bring the glittering bur dens and put them down at the feet of •Testis and say: “All these are Thine. Thou art worthy.” We go forth again for more trophies and into one sheaf we gather all the scepters of the Caesars and the Alexanders and the Czars and the Sultans e nd of all royalties and dominions, and then we bring the sheaf of scepters and put it down at the feet of Jesus and -sty: Thou art King of kings; all these Thou hast conquered.” And then we go Forth again to gather more trophies, and we bid the redeemed of ages, the sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty, to come. And the hosts of heaven bring crown and palm and scepter, and'here by these bleeding feet and this riven side anß by this wounded heart cry, “Blessing and honor and glory and power unto the Laihb. for ever and ever.” —. If a woman’s crown of glory is her hair, Jessie Fraser, of Fine, N. Y., must be a queenly woman. She wrote us, last January, that her hair was nearly 64 inches long and very thick. And she gave Ayer’s Hair Vigor all the credit for it. Ayer’s Hair Vigor may do this for you. We don’t claim the 64 inches every time, though. J. C. Ayer. Company, Practical Chemists, Lowell, Man. Ayer’s Sarsaparilla Ayer’s Hair Vigor Ayer’s Pills Ayer’s Cherry Pectoral Ayer’s Ague Cure Ayer’s Comatone Japan and Camphor. Within a year the camphor trade of the world has become a monopoly. The trees which yield this fragrant and useful gum are to be found all over Asia and the East Indies, but the prin cipal production from them Is confined to the Island of Formosa, which be longs to Japan. China was never utile to furnish more than 203,000 pounds a year, and Japan now produces about 300,000. Formosa’s annual output for several years past has been between 0,000,000 and 7,000,000 pounds. Little is to be had at present from any other source, and there is no prospect of any change in the situation for a long time to come. In deciding to exercise control over the production of camphor, Japan has been actuated by two motives. In the first place, she wants to obtain revenue therefrom, as France docs from the match aud cigar industries. But she also seeks to avert the killing of the goose which lays the golden eggs for her. In other words, she has under taken to protect the camphor forests, which were in danger of extinction. How Xews Will Travel. “While on a visit to the south re cently I obtained a box of your Tet terine, recommended for all skin dis eases. I find it to be a marvelously good thing. I wish to get some more, and would like to establish an agency hero for its sale. Please let me know the price of one dozen boxes. W. C. McCall, GrantviLle, Ohio.” At drug gists, or by mail for 50c. from J. T. Skuptrine, Savannah, Oa. How British Cavalry Missed Boer Cannon. Wo learn with considerable aston ishment that, in the movement from Helpmakaar to Laings Nek, Buller’s cavalry, under two such capable cav alry officers as Lord Dundonald and Burn-Murdoeh, failod, for some rea son yet to be explained, to capture nearly the whole of the Boer guns which were in process of removal, nnd which were so imminently threat ened that the Boers absolutely aban doned them in a hollow, taking off their ox teams, and leaving the pieces to their fate. General Brocklehurst does not seem to had been in this show, but, as regards the other two, there seems to be no doubt that they missed a great chance, for they were within easy striking distance of the Boer guns, which were abandoned for hours together, one gossip says days, until the enemy brought hack their ox teams and removed the artillery under our very noses.—Correspond ence London Leader. The eye ought not to be drugged except under the special care of a physician. MitchellsEyeSalve makes the use of pungent dr unnec essary and saves yin from all the inconvenience and danger of that painful treatment. Price 25 cents. All druggists. HALL & RUCKEL, New York. 1848. London. l Bl l H ®g 188 T by Your Hfrrecant.so Whv Not TY It? Price soc. }__ Volcaooei Mads by Mao. At Brule, near Saint Etienne, In France, is one of the most remarkable burning mountains In the world. Orig inally it was a mass of coal, weighing probably hundreds of millions of tons, and elevated well above the surround ing country. Dense forests covered It, nnd Its pe culiar formation was unbroken and unsuspected, save by the local peasan try. These mined the precious mineral, each in his own way and for his own profit; and, as the deposits were of varying richness, frequent jealousies and bickerings were the result. One of the favorite plans for keep ing rivals at a distauce was to throw pieces of old leather on a burning brazier, causing an intolerable stench. One day, more than a century ago, the fire extended to the coal, and it has never ceased burning. The summit of tlie smouldering mass is occupied by a genuine crater, where the imprisoned gases generated by the conflagration forced their way out, and round the lips aud within the throat of this fun nel-shaped orifice have formed vast deposits of citron-yellow-colored sul phur. V.' Another similar manmade volcano, on a smaller-scale, exists in Belgium, between Namur and Charleroy. It has been burning continuously for nearly ninety years, and emits vast columns of black, mephitic smoke, rendering the neighboring country barren, baked and utterly unprofita ble. —Answers. A Flabby Compliment. The greatest compliment that can be paid to a Brazilian lady, it is said, is to tell her that she grows fatter and fatter every day. To Cur© a C/ltl in On© Day. Take Laxative Buomo Quinink Tablets. All druggists refund tno money If It fall* to cure. E. W. tfuovs's signature is on each box. Carol eßsncm* In Brooklyn, “They B©'*m to have a great many trolley ac cident* In Brooklyn lately.” ‘•Yes; people are so careless. Th*y will go out, on the streets.”—Life. No matter how pleasant your surroundings, health, good health, is the foundation for en joyment. 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