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THE HEAVENLY BEST.
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DR. TALMAGE ON THE FATIGUES OF
THE WORLD.
God Did Wot Make Thi» Earth For Keel.
Trouble, of the Rich and Groat—A Ser
mon of Consolation For the Toll Worn
. and Weary.
(Copyright, 1898, by American Press Asso
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Washington, Juno 26. Thia discourse
of Dr. Talmage draws a contrast between
the fatigues of this world and the blissful
recuperation of the heavenly paradise;
text,. Micah 11, 10, “Arise ye and depart,
for this is not yoUr rest.” •
This was the drumbeat of a prophet
who wan ted-to arouse his people from their
oppressed and sinful condition, but it may
just as properly be uttered now as then.
Bells by long exposure and much ringing
lose their clearness of tone, but this rous
ing bell of the gospel strikes in as clear a
tone as When it first rang on tho air.
As far as Ircen see, your great want and
mine is rest. From the time we enter life
a great many vexations and annoyances
take after us. We have our holidays and
our seasons of recreation and quiet, but
where is the man in this world who has
found entire rest? The fact Is that God
. did not make this world to rest tn. A
ship might as well go down oil Cape Hat
teras to find smooth water as a man in
this world to find q'ulet. From the way
that God has strewn the thorns, and hung
the clouds, and sharpened the tusks; from
the colds that distress us, and tho heats
that smitp us, and the pleurisies that stab
Us, and the fevers that consume us, I know
that he did not make this world as a place
-to loiter in. God does everything success
fully? and this world would boa very dif
ferent world If It were intended for us to
lounge in. It does right well for a few
years. Indeed It is magnificent. Nothing
but infinite wisdom and goodness could
have mixed fthis beverage of water, or
hung up those brackets of stars, or trained
these voices of rill and bird afttl ocean, so
that God has but to lift his hand and the
Whole world breaks forth into orchestra.
But, after all, it is only the splendors of a
king’s highway, over which wo are to
march on to eternal conquests.
Cares q£ the Wealthy.
a You and I have seen men who trifid to
rest here. They builded themselves great
stores. They gathered around them the
patronage of merchant princes. The voice
of their bid shook the money markets.
They had stock in the most successful
railroads and in safe deposit vaults great
rolls of government securities. They had
emblazoned carriages, high mettled steals,
footmap, plate that confounded lords and
senators who sat at their table, tapestry
on which floated the richest designs of
foreign looms, splendor of canvas on
the wall, exquisiteness of music rising
among pedestals of bronze and dropping
soft as light on snow of sculpture. Here
let them rest. - Put back tho embroidered
curtain and shake up the pillow of down.
Turnout tho lights. It is 11 o’ctock at
night. Let slumber drop upon tho eyelids
and the air float through the half opened
lattice drowsy.with midsummer perfume.
Stitnd back all care, anxiety and trouble!
But no, they will not stand back. They
rattle the lattice. They look under the
canopy. With rough touch they startle
... his .pulses, They cry out at 12 o’clock at
night: “Awake, man! How can you sleep
when things are so. uncertain? What
about those stocks? Hark to tho tap of
that fire bell! It is your district How if
you should die soon? Awake, man! Think
of it! Who Will get your property when
you are gone? What will they do with it?
Wake up! Riches sometimes tako wings.
How If you should get poor? Wako up!”
Rising on one elbow, the man of fortune
looks out into the darkness of tho room
and wipes the dampness from his forehead
and says, “Alas, for all this scene of
wealth and magnificence, no rest!”
I passed down a street of a city with a
merchant He knew all the finest houses
on the street. He said: “There is some
thing the matter in all these houses. In
that one it is conjugal infelicity. In that
one a dissipated son. In that a dissolute
father. In that an idiot child. In that
the prospect of bankruptcy.” This world’s
wealth can give no permanent satisfac
tion. This is not your rest.
You and I have seen men try in another
direction. A man says, “If I could only
rise to such and such a place of renown, if
I could gain that office, if I could only get
the stand and have my sentiments- met
with ono good round of hand clapping
applause, if I could only write a book that
would live, or make S speech that would
thrill, or do on action that would re
sound!" The tide turns in his favor. His
name is on 10,000 lips. He is bowed to
and sought after and advanced. Men
drink his health at great dinners. At his
fiery words the multitudes huzza. From
galleries of beauty they throw garlands.
From house tops as he passes in long pro
cession they shako out the national stand
ards. Here let him rest. It is 11 o’clock
at night. On pillows stuffed with a na
tion’s praise let him lie down. Hush all
dlsturbant voices. In his dream let there
be hoisted a throne and across it march a
coronation. Hash! Hush!
Changes of Political Sentiment.
“Wake up!” says a rough voice. “Po
litical sentiment is changing. How if you
should lose this placo of honor? Wake ujf!
The morning papers are to be full of de
nunciation. Hearken to the execrations
of those who once caressed you! By to
morrow night there will be multitudes
sneering at the words which last night
you expected would bo universally ad
mired. How can you sleep when every
thing depends upon tho next turn of the
great tragedy? Up, man I Off of this pil
low !” The man, with head yet hot from
his last oration, starts up suddenly, looks
out upon the night, but sees nothing ex
cept the flowers that lie upon his stand, or
the scroll from which he read his speech,
or the books from which he quoted his
authorities, and goes to his desk to finish
his neglected correspondence, or to pen an
indignant line to some reporter, or sketch
the plan for a public defense against the
assaults of the people. Happy when be
got his first lawyer’s brief. Exultant when
he triumphed over his first political rival
Yet, sitting on the very top of all that
this world offers of praise, he exclaims:
“No rest! Notest!”'
The very world that now applauds will
soon hiss. That world said of the great
Webster: "What a statesman! What
wonderful exposition of the constitution I
A man fitter any position 1" That same
World said after awhile: ‘ ‘Down with him!
He is an office seeker. He is a sot He is
a libertine. Away with him!” And there
is no peace for the mon until he lays down
his broken heart in thp grave at Marsh
field. While Charles Matthews was per
forming in London before immense audl
■ enoes one day a wornout and gloomy man
same into a doctor’s shop, saying, “Doc-
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tot, What can you do for me?” Thedaa-r
tor examined his case and said, “My ad
vice is that you go and see Charles Mat
thews.” “Alas, alas.” said the man, “I
myself am Charles Matthews!” Jeffreys
thought that If he could only be judge
that would be the making of him; got to
bo judge and cursed the day in which he
was born. Alexander wanted to submerge
the world with his greatness; submerged
it and then drank himself to death lie
cause he could not stand the trouble.
Burns thought he would give everything
if he could win the favor of courts and
princes; won it and amid the shouts of a
great entertainment, when poets and or
ators and duchesses were adoring his gen
ius, wished that he could creep back into
the obscurity in which he dwelt on the
day when he wrote of the
Daisy, wee, modest, crimson tipped flower.
Napoleon wanted to make all Europe
tremble at his power; made it tremble,
then died, his entire military achieve
ments dwindling down to a pair of mili
tary boots which he insisted on having on
his feet when dying. At Versailles I saw
a picture of Napoleon in his triumphs. I
went into another room and saw a bust of
Napoleon as he appeared at St. Helena,
but, oh, what grief and anguish in the
facp of the latter! The first was Napoleon
iif triumph; the last was Napoleon with
his heart broken. How they laughed and
cried when silver tongued Sheridan, in
the midday of prosperity, harangued the
people of Britain, and how they howled at
and execrated him when, outside of the
room where his corpse lay, his creditors
tried to get his miserable bones and sell
them 1
A Grand Offer.
This world for rest? ’ “ Aha,” cry tho wa
ters, “no rest here! We plunge to the
sea.” “Aha,” cry the mountains, “no
rest help! We crumble to the plain.”
“Aha,” cry the towers, “no rest here!
We follow Babylon and Thebes and Nine
veh into the dust. ” No rest for the flow
ers; they fade. No rest for the stars; they
die. No rest for man ;ho must work, toil,
suffer and slave. '
Now, for what have I said MH .this!
Just to prepare you for the text, "Arise •
ye and depart, for this is not your rest,”
I am going to make you a grand offer.
Some of you remember that when’ gold
was discovered in California large com
panies were made up and started off to get
their fortune, and a year ago, for the same
purpose, hundreds dared the cold of Alas
ka. Today I want to make up a party ter
the land of God. I hold in my hand a
deed from tho proprietor of the estate, in
which he offers to all who will join the
company 10,000 shares of infinite value,
in a city whose streets are gold, whose
harps are gold, whose crowns are gold.
You have read of the crusaders—how that
mahy thousands of them went off to con
quer the holy sepulcher. I ask you to join
a grander crusade, not for the purpose of
conquering the sepulcher of a dead Christ,
but for the purpose of reaching the throne
of a living Jesus. When an army is to be
made up, the recruiting officer examines
the volunteers, he tests their eyesight, he
sounds their lungs, he measure* their
stature. They must be just right, or they
ape rejected. But there shall be no par
tiality in making up this army of Christ.
Whatever your motel or physical stature,
whatever your dissipations, whatever yoifr
crimes, Whatever your weaknesses, I have
a commission from the Loyd Almighty to
make up tjiis regiment of redeemed souls,
and I cry, “Arise ye and depart, for this
is not your rest. ” Many of you have late
ly joined this company, and my desire Is
that you all may join it. Why not? You
know in your own hearts’ experience that
what I have said about this world is true;
that it is no place to rest in. There are
hundreds here weary—oh, how weary—
weary with sin, weary with trouble, weary
with bereavement. Some of you have been
pierced through and through. You carry
the scars of a score of conflicts, to jvhich
you have bled at every pore, and you sigh,
“Oh, that I had the wings of a dovfi, that
I might fly away and be at rest!” You
have taken the cup of this world's pleas
ures and drunk it to the dregs and still
the thirst claws at your tongue and the
fever strikes to your brain. You have
chased pleasure through every valley, by
every stream, amid every brightness and
under every shadow, but just at the mo
ment When you Were all ready to put your
hand upon the rosy, laughing sylph of the
wood she turned upon you with the glare
of a fiend and the eye of a satyr, her locks
adders and her breath the chill damp of a
grave. Out of Jesus Christ no rest. No
voice to silence the storm. No light to
kindle the darkness. No drydock to re
pair the split bulwark.
Thank God, I can tell you something
better. If there is no rest on earth, there
is rest in heaven. Oh, ye who are worn
out with Work, your hands calloused, your
backs bent, your eyes half put out, your
fingers worn with the needle, that in this
world you may never laydown; ye dis
couraged ones, who have been waging a
hand to hand fight for bread; ye to whom
the night brings little rest and the morn
ing more drudgery—oh, ye of the weary
hand and the weary side and the weary
foot, hear me talk about rest!
, The Work Is Done.
Look at that company of enthroned
ones. - It cannot be that those bright ones
ever toiled? Yes, yes! These packed the
Chinese tea boxes and through missionary
instruction escaped into glory. These
sweltered on southern plantations, and
one night, after the cotton picking, went
up as white as if they had never been
black. Triose died of overtoil in the, Low
ell carpet factories and these in Manchester
mills, those helped build the pyramids and
these broke away from work on the day
Christ was hounded out of Jerusalem. No
more towers to build; heaven is done. No
more garments toweave; the robes are fin
ished. No more harvests to raise; the
garners are full. .Oh, sons and daughters
of toil, arise ye and depart, for that is
your rest!
Scovill McCallum, a boy of my Sunday
school, While dying, said to his mother,
“Don’t cry. but sing, sing:
“There is rest for the weary,
There Is rest for the weary.”
Then, putting his wasted hand over hb
heart, lie said, “There is rest for me.”
But there are some of you who want to
hear about the land where they never
have any heartbreaks and no graves are
dug. Where are your father and mother?
The most of you are orphans. I look
around, and where I see one man who has
parents living I see ten who are orphans.
Where are your children? Where I afle one
family circle that is unbroken I see three
or four that have been desolated. One
lamb gone out of this fold, one flower
plucked from that garland, one golden
link broken from that chain, here a bright
light put out and there another and yon
der another. With such griefs how are you
to rest? Will there ever boa power that
can attune that silent voice or kindle the
luster of that closed eye or put spring and
dance into that little foot? When we bank
up the dust over the dead, is the sod never
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to be broken? Is the Cemetery to hear no
sound but the t!:e Os tho hearsoWheel or
the tap of the bell at #.<> gate as tho long
professions come in with their awful bur
dens of grief? Is the bottom of the grave
gravel and the top dust? No, no, no I The
tomb is only a place where wo wrap our
robes about us for a pleasant nap oq our
way home. The swellings of Jordan will
only wash off the dust of the way. From
the top of the grave we catch a glifopse of
the towers glinted with the sun that never
sets. j
Oh, ye whoso locks arc wet with the
dews of the night of grief, ye whose hearts
are heavy because those well known foot
steps sound no more at the doorway, yon
der is your rest! There is David trium
phant, but onoe he bemoaned Absalom.
There 1s Abraham enthroned, but once he
wept for Sarah. There is Paul exultant,
but he once sat with his feet in the stocks.
There is Payson radiant with immortal
health, but on earth be was always rick.
No toil, no tears, no partings, no strife,
no agonizing cough, no night, no storm
to ruffle the crystal sea, no alarm to strike
from the cathedral towers, no dirgo throb
bing from seraphic haqji no tremor in
the everlasting song, but rest, perfect rest,
unending rest!
A Glorious Reunion.
Into that rest how many loved ones
have gone! Some put down the work of
midlife, feeling they could hardly bo
spared from the store or shop for a day,
but are to be spared from it forever. Some
went in old agk One came tottering on
his staff and used to sit at the foot of the
pulpit, his wrinkled face radiant with the
light that fallafrom the throne of God.
Another having! lived a life of Christian
consistency here, ever busy with kind
nesses for her /children, her heart full of
that meek and quiet spirit that is in the
sight of God of great price, Suddenly her
countenance was transfigured, and-the
gate was opened, and she took her placo
amid that great cloud of witnesses that
hover about the throne!
Glorious consolation I They are not
dead. You cannot make me believe they
are dead. They have only moved on. With
. more love than that with’which they greet
ed us on earth they watch us from their
high place and their voices cheer us in our
struggle for tho sky. Hail, spirits blessed,
now that ye have passed the flood and won
the .crown. With weary feet we press up
the shining way, until in everlasting re
union we shall meet again. Oh, won’t it
be grand, when our conflicts done and our
partings over, w» shall clasp hands and
cry out, “This is heaven?”
By the thrones of your departed kindred,
by their gentle hearts and tho tenderness
and love With which they now call ydu
from the skies, I beg you start on the high
road to heaven. In the everlasting rest
may we all meet.
One of the old writers wished he could
have seen three things: Rome in its pros
perity, Christ In the body.
I have three wishes: First, to see Christ in
glory;< surrounded by his redeemed; sec
ond, to see Christ in glory, surromaded by
his redeemed; third, _to see- Christ in
glory, surrounded by his redeemed.
When on my new fledged wings I rise
To tread those shores beyond the skies,
I'll sub through every golden street
And ask each blissful soul I meet,
Where is the God whose praise ye sing?
Oh, lead me, stranger, to your kings
Went to Battle Unarmed.
While they were in camp, before the
battle of Murfreesboro, the Forty-fourth
Mississippi regiment, more familiarly
kpown among the men as Blythe’s bri-_
gade, was separate from tho camp on ac
count of the measles. In order to equip re
cruits that were constantly coming in with
the sorely needed guns the Forty-fourth
was practically disarmed, the intention
being to arm them later with guns ex
pected from the rear. About this time the
Federals began the movement from Nash
ville which brought on the celebrated bat
tle at Murfreesboro, and when the brigade
was ordered into position an effort was
hastily made to arm the Forty-fourth, who
had apw recovered their health, with tho
old Sgteothbore-snuskets. Those the regi
msMgMffy declined to. have, and were
theufola that they would have to go into
the fight without arms. This they did,
and when the order to charge was given
went yelling and barehanded across the
field, but as soon os a fallen foe—-or friend
either—was spied he was promptly re
lieved of his gun and accouterments, so
that by the time the battle was over the
men were nearly all well armed with new
Springfield rifles.—Memphis Commercial
Appeal
z ’ Liverpool's Docks.
The Liveprool docks, justly accounted
one of the wonders of modern commerce,
extend along the Mersey a distance of 6K
miles. They afford a spectacle unrivaled
in the world and leave upon thfe visitor a
lasting impression of what the commercial
and maritime supremacy of Great Britain
really means. Nowhere else can there be
found crowded together a succession of
sights of such varied interest and activity.
The great ports—London, New York,
Hamburg and Antwerp—possess, each in
its way, the fascination which attaches to
scenes of concentrated activity and the
picturesque attractiveness of crowded wa
terways and masses of shipping, but the
great port of the English manufacturing
north and midlands stands in many re
spects absolutely without a compeer not
merely because of its noble river, whose
tidal movement is four times tho outfall
of the Mississippi, but because its dock
system is in point of extent and impor
tance indisputably the first in the world.
This arises to a great extent from the char
acter of the Liverpool trade.—Cassler's
Magazine.
. Some Irish Bolls.
At a meeting of a trading society in my
neighborhood not long ago a man said. * ‘1
am only a poor working farmer, and ’tis
with the greatest difficulty I can make
the two ends of the candle meet ” A par
son at 0. at the end of a sermon on grace
said, “And, my brethren, if there remains'
one spark of grace, water it, water it”
He had evidently been in the habitof com
paring grace to a tender plant. A friend
of mine pointed Out a house to me, say
ing: “Our doctor lives there. He died yes
terday.”
I came upon the jnost perfect specimen
in Essex—of all the counties—where some
years ago I had to meet a stranger. After
some conversation deferential
ly, “You are Irish, I think.” He beamed
and said, “ Yea, soft, I’m ©lrish, but I
wasn’t borrn in me natuv oonthree.” —
Cor. London Spectator.
Oak Apple Day.
Charles H was 30 yean old when he
made his triumphal entry as king into
London after a 12 years’ interregnum
from the death of his father. The day
was called Oak Apple day, not only be
cause the oak apple was abundant at the
time, but because Lt commemorated the
king’s concealment in the Boscobel oak.
—London Tit-Bits. • •
SOCIAL SALAD.
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Mrs. John Milla complimented Miss
Woodruff, of Macon, last Tuesday j
evening was a delightful nccaaion, at
which the boateaa brought together a
charming gathering of cultured peo
p'e. Mr. Cbarlea Thomas was present
and sang delightfully, end Mias Wood
raff sang. She haa a voice of musical
power and sweetness and has studied
under the beet masiere.
A mist romantic msrrisge occu.nd
last Tuesday eveuiag at 8 o'cluck at
the home of Mrs Robert Word. The
groom was Mr. John dears and the
bride was Miks Nell D’smuke, daugh
ter <>f 0»»l. Feed Diiruke of this city.
The story of the w. ddiug is that of a
former love affair happily renewed
and followed by a sptedy marriage.
This marriage was out altogether un
locked for, still, oeootitig just at tbta
lime, wae something of a surprise to
relatives and friends Mrs. Sears is a
brilliant, beautiful young unman, and
since her dr but in society two years
ago has been exceedingly popular. No
ous in the city can claim a larger cir
cle ol friends th go can Mrs. Sears,
which fact emphasizes more than
could mere words and
beauty ol her character and her ad
mirable womanlinviH. Mr Sears is,
ore of the most prominent young bus*
inesf men of thia city and is very
much respected and admired He
has a host of friends who are congrat
ulating him on the prise he has won.
Mr. and Mrs. Sears are al home to
their friends al the residence of Mr
Robert Word on Poplar street.
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During their Slay in Griffis, Mr,
and Mrs. Bryan Collier, of Hartwell,
were the recipients of much social at*
tention. Two of the most elegant af
fairs were the luncheons with which
Mrs J D Rivers and Mrs. R. J. Red
ding complimented them during the
past week. Mr. and Mrs. Collier re
turned to their home Friday afternoon.
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The Griffin Relief Aiaociotion will
meet al 10 o’clock every Tuesday
mornirg in the Y. M. C 'A parlors.
Mrs. R H. Taylor and Mre. Loyd
Cleveland, gave h very pleasant, as
well as a decidedly successful enter
tain me nt or Mrs. Cleveland’s lawn
Friday afternoon from 5 to T o'clock-
Piie affair wae given for the benefit of
"the repair fund of the First Baptist
church and met with the success
which Mrs Taylor and Mta Cleveland
so well deserved for their untiring
efforts in arranging it. .
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The result of the called meeting ol
the Daughters of the'Confederacy held
Thursday afternoon at the Y. M. C A
was most satisfactory to all interested
in the social aide of the reunion of the
Gonliderate Veterans, which will be
held in'Atlanta the latter part of thia
month, in which Abe Daughters of the
Qonlede racy will take part. On the
22d ol Joly a brilliant reception will
be given at the Kimball House in Ats
lanta in honor of the distinguished
women of the visiting Daughters of
the Confederacy sod el the young lady
sponsors who will be present on that
occasion ( A letter of invitation to thia
reception was read before the mem
bers of the Boytlfon chapter and it
was decided that delegates should be"
sent to the. reception. Several new
names were added to ibe list of mem
bers and the meeting was altogether
one of very great interest to all pres
ent.
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Mrs. R. J. Redding will enteitaiif
.the Mystic Circle next Tuesday week.
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-Miss Mollie White is having a very
delightful stay at Indian Springs *
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Mies Nell Collier, who is at Indian
Springs now, wi|l return home io a
few days- She will at once go to
Barnesville to attend the Chautauqua
which meets there daring this month
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Miss Daisy Blanton Smith,ol Biake
ly, is the much admired guest of Mies
Roselyn Reid on Popular etreet.
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Miss Rebecca Nall is the pleasant
hostess at a delightful bouse party ibis
week. Among her guest* are Mieses
Mary Neel Walker, of Monroe, and
Miss Ruan, of Macon. Both. Miss
Walker and Mise Ruso have frequent
ly visited Griffin, and have many
friends who are giving them a charm
ing welcome.
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T.B. ’Rice, a prominent druggist of
Greensboro, Ga., writes as follows; “I
have handled Dr. Pitts’ Carminative for
eight years, and have never known of a
single instance where it failed to give per
fect satis&ction. Parties who once use it
always make permanent customers. We
sell more of this article than all the other
Carminatives, soothing syrups apgLcolic
drops combined.” For teething children
it has no equal, '
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