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- * THE HEAVENLY BEST. _ 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 ** elation.] 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- * 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 -* ' 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. [Continued from flint pngo} ~ 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. ’,» V • 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. » * * 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. . - ■ ’ ’ • • • 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. • * * Mrs. R. J. Redding will enteitaiif .the Mystic Circle next Tuesday week. * * ♦ -Miss Mollie White is having a very delightful stay at Indian Springs * • • • 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 • * • Miss Daisy Blanton Smith,ol Biake ly, is the much admired guest of Mies Roselyn Reid on Popular etreet. * * • 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. ■■ 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. 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