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HOUNDED LIKE DEEB.
WHERE THE TROUBLED OF EARTH
5' MAY QUENCH THEIR THIRST.
Dir. Talma** See* la th* Forest aa
Example of Hope For the Vs fort«-
aate and Harassed of the World—A
Lesson From the Life of David.
[Copyright, 1898, by American Press Asso
ciation.]
Wabhinotox, Oct. 2.—Dr. Talma**,
drawing his illustrations from a deer hunt,
in this discourse calls all the pursued and
troubled of the earth to come and slake
their thirst at the deep river of divine
comfort; text, Psalms xlli, 1, “As the
hart panteth after the water brooks, so
panteth u>y soul after thee, O God. ”
David, who must some time have seen a
deer hunt, points us here to a hunted stag
making for the water. The fascinating
animal called in my text the hart is the
same animal that in sacred and profane
literature is called the stag, the roebuck,
the hind, the gazelle, the reindeer. In cen
tral Syria in Bible times there were whole
pasture fields of them, as Solomon sug
gests when he says, “I charge you by the
hinds of the field.’* Their antlers jutted
from the long grass as they lay down. No
hunter who has been long In “John
Brown’s tract’’ will wonder that in the
Bible they were classed among clean ani
mals, for the dews, the showers, the lakes
washed them as clean as the sky. When
Isaac, the patriarch, longed for venison,
Esau shot and brought home a roebuck.
Isaiah compares the sprightliness of the
restored cripple of millennial times to the
long and quick jump of the stag, saying,
“The lame shall leap as the hart.” Solo
mon expressed his disgust at a hunter who,
having shot a deer, Is too lazy to cook it,
saying, “The slothful man roasteth not
that which he took in hunting. ’*
But one day David, while far from the
home from which he had been driven, and
sitting near the mouth of a lonely cave
where he had lodged, and on the banka of
a pond or river, heard a pack of hounds in
swift pursuit. Because of the previous
silence of the forest the clangor startles
him, and he says to himself, “I wonder
what those dogs are after. ” Then there is
-a crackling in the brushwood, and the
loud breathing of some rushing wonder of
the woods and the antlers of a deer rend
the leaves of the thicket and by an in
stinct which all hunters recognize the
creature plunges into a pool or lake or
river to cool its thirst and at the same time
by its capacity for swifter and longer
swimming to get away from the foaming
harriers. David says to himselfi “Aha,
that is myself I Saul after me, Absalom
after me, enemies without number after
me; I am chased; their bloody muzzles
at my heels, barking at my good name,
barking after my body, barking after my
soul. Oh, the hounds, the hounds 1 But
look there,” says David to himself; “that
reindeer has splashed into the water. It
puts its hot lips and nostrils into the cool
wave that washes its lathered flanks and
it swims away from the fiery canines and
it is free at last. Oh, that I might find in
the deep, wide lake of God’s mercy and
consolation escape from my pursuers I Oh,
for the waters of life and rescue I ‘As the
hart panteth after the water brooks, sq,
panteth my soul after thee, O God.’ ”
The Adirondaoks are now populous with
hunters, and the deer are being slain by
the score. Talking one summer with a
hunter, I thought I would like to see
whether my text was accurate in its allu
sion, and as I heard the dogs baying a lit
tle way off and supposed they were on the
track of a deer, I said to one of the hunt
ers in rough corduroy, “Do the deer al
ways make for water when they are pur
sued?” He said: “Oh, yes, mister. You
see they are a hot and thirsty animal and
they know where the water is, and when
they hear danger in the distance they lift
their antlers and sniff the breeze and start
for the Raquet or Loon or Saranac, and
we get into our cedar shell boat or stand
by the ‘runaway’ with rifle loaded and
ready to blaze away.”
Bible Allusions True to Nature.
My friends, that is one reason why I
like the Bible so much—its allusions are
so true to nature. Its partridges are real
partridges, its ostriches real ostriches and
its reindeer real reindeer. Ido not wonder
that this antlered glory of the text makes
the hunter’s eye sparkle and his cheek
glow and his respiration quicken. To say
nothing of its usefulness, although it is
the most useful of all game, its flesh deli
cious, its skin turned into human apparel,
its sinews fashioned into bowstrings, its
antlers putting handles on cutlery and
the shavings of its horn used as a pungent
restorative, the name taken from the hart
and called hartshorn. But putting aside
its usefulness, this enchanting creature
seems made out of gracefulness and elas
ticity. What an eye, with a liquid bright
ness as if gathered up froin a hundred
lakes at sunset! The horns, a coronal
branching into every possible curve, and
after it seems complete ascending into
other projections of exquisiteness, a tree
of polished bone, uplifted in pride or
swung down for awful combat. The hart
is velocity embodied; timidity imperson
ated; theenchantment of the woods. Its
eye lustrous in life and pathetic in death.
The splendid animal a complete rhythm
of muscle and bone and color and atti
tude and locomotion, whether couched in
the grass among the shadows, or a living
bolt shot through the forest, or turning at
bay to attack the hounds, or rearing for
its last fall under the buckshot of the
trapper. It is a splendid appearance that
the painter’s pencil fails to sketch, and
only a hunter’s dream on a pillow of hem
lock at the foot of St. Regis is able to pic
ture. When 20 miles from any settlement
it comes down at eventide to the lake’s
edge to drink among the lily pods and
with its sharp edged hoof shatters the
crystal of Long lake it is very pictur
esque. But only when, after miles of pur
suit, with heaving sidesand lolling tongue
and eyes swimming in death the stag
leaps from the cliff into upper Saranac,
can you realize how much David had suf
fered from his troubles and how much he
wanted God when he expressed himself in
the words of the text, “As the hart pant
eth after the water brooks, so panteth my
soul after thee, O God. ”
Deer at Bay.
Well, now, let all those who have com
ing after them the lean hounds of poverty,
or the black hounds of persecution, or the
spotted hounds of vicissitude, or the pale
hounds of death, or who are in any wise
pursued, run to the wide, deep, glorious
lake of divine solace and rescue. The most
of the men and women whom I happened
to know at different times, if not now,
have had trouble after them, sharp muz
zled troubles, swift troubles, all devouring
troubles. Many of you have made the
mistake of trying to'fight them. Some
body meanly attached you, and you at
tacked them. They depreciated you, you
depreciated them, or they overreached you
in a bargain, and you tried, in Wall street
parlano*. to oei a corner on them, or ye*
have had a bereavement, and, instead of
being submissive, you are fighting that
bereavement. You charge on the doctors
who failed to effect a cure, or you charge
on the careleesneas of the railroad company
through which the accident occurred, or
you are a chronic invalid, and you fret and
worry and scold and wonder why you nan
not bo well like other people, and you an
grily blame the neuralgia, or the laryngi
tis, or the ague, or tho sick headache. The
fact is you are a deer at bay. Instead of
running to the waters of divine consola
tion and slaking your thirst and ooollng
your b xly and soul in tho good cheer of
the goxpol and swimming away into the
mighty deeps of God's loX’O you are fight
ing a whole kennel of harriers.
I saw in the Adirondaoks a dog lying
across tho road, and ho seemed unable to
get up, and I said to some hunters near
by, “What is the matter with that dog?"
They answered, ‘A deer hurt him.” And
I saw ho had a great swollen paw and a
battered head, showing where the antlers
struck him. And the probability is that
some of you might give a mighty clip to
your pursuers, you might damage their
business, you might worry them into ill
health, you might hurt them as much as
they have hurt you; but, after all, it is
not worth while. You only have hurt a
hound. Better bo off for the upper Saranac,
into which the mountains of God’s eter
nal strength look down and moor their
shadows. As for your physical disorders,
the worst strychnine you can take is fret
fulness and the best medicine is religion.
I know people who were only a little dis
ordered, yet have fretted themselves into
complete valetudinarianism, while others
put their trust in God and come up from
the very shadow of death and have lived
comfortably 25 years with only one lung.
A man with one lung, but God with him,
is better off than a godless man with two
lungs. Some of you have been for a long
time sailing around Cape Fear when you
ought to have been sailing around Cape
Good Hope. Do not turn back, but go
ahead. The deer will accomplish more
with Its swift feet than with its horns.
I saw whole chains of lakes in the Adi
rondacks, and from one height you can
see 30, and there are said to be over 800
in the groat wilderness of New York. So
near are they to each other that your
mountain guide picks up and carries the
boat from lake to lake, the small distance
between them for that reason called a
“carry.” And the realm of God’s word
is one long chain of bright, refreshing
lakes, each promise a lake, a very short
carry between them, and, though for ages
the pursued have been drinking out of
them, they are full up to the top of the
green banks, and the same David describes
them, and they seem so near together that
in three different places he speaks of them
as a continuous river, saying, “There is a
river the streams whereof shall make glad
the city of God, ” “ Thou shalt make them
drink of the rivers of thy pleasures,”
“Thou greatly enrichest it with tho river
of God, which is full of water.”
X* Shed Your Horns.
But many of you have turned your back
on that supply and confront your trouble,
and you are soured with your circum
stances, and you are fighting society, and
you are fighting a pursuing world, and
troubles, Instead of driving you into the
cool lake of heavenly comfort, have made
you stop and turn around and lower your
head, and it is simply antler against
tooth. Ido not blame you. Probably un
der the same circumstances I would have
done worse. But you are all wrong. You
need to do as the reindeer does in February
and March—it sheds its horns. The rab
binical writers allude to this resignation of
antlers by the stag when they say of a man
who ventures his money in risky enter
prises he has hung it on the stag’s horns,
and a proverb in tho far east tells a man
who has foolishly lost his fortune to go
and find where the deer shdds her horns.
My brother, quit the antagonism of your
circumstances, quit mlsanthrophy, quit
complaint, quit pitching into your pur
suers; be as wise as next spring will be
all the deer of the Adirondacks. Shed
your horns.
But very many of you who are wronged
of the world—and if in any assembly be
tween here and Golden Gate, San Fran
cisco, it were asked that all those that
had been sometimes badly treated should
raise both their hands and full response
should be made, there would be twice as
many bands lifted as persons present—l
say many of you would declare, “We Save
always done the best we could and tried
to bo useful, and why we should become
the victims of malignment or Invalidism
or mishap is Inscrutable.” Why, do you
know the finer a deer and the more ele
gant its proportions and the more beauti
ful its bearing the more anxious the hunt
ers and the hounds are to capture it? Had
the roebuck a ragged fur and broken hoofs
and an obliterated eye and a limping gait
the hunters would have said, “Pshaw,
don’t let us waste our ammunition on a
sick deer. ’' And the hounds would have
given a few sniffs of the scent, and then
darted off in another direction for better
game. But when they see a deer with ant
lers lifted in mighty challenge to earth
and sky, and the sleek hide looks as if it
had been smoothed by invisible hands,
and the fat sides inclose the richest pas
ture that could be nibbled from the banks
of rills so clear they seem to have dropped
out of heaven, and the stamp of its foot
defies the jack shooting lantern and the
rifle, the horn and the hound, that deer
they will have if they must needs break
their neck in the rapids. So If there were
no noble stuff in your make up, if you
were a bififreated nothing, if you were a
forlorn failure, you would be allowed to
go undisturbed, but the fact that the
whole pack is in full cry after you is proof
positive that you are splendid game and
worth capturing. Therefore sarcasm draws
on you its “finest bead.” Therefore the
world goes gunning for you with its best
Maynard breechloader. Highest compli
ment is it to your talent, or your virtue,
or your usefulness. You will be assailed
in proportion to your great achievements.
The best and the mightiest being the
world ever saw had set after him all the
hounds, terrestrial and diabolic, and they
lapped his blood after the Calvarean mas
sacre. The world paid nothing to its Re
deemer but a bramble, four spikes and a
cross. Many who have done their best to
make the world better have had such a
rough time of It that all their pleasure is
in anticipation of the next world, and
they could express their own feelings in
the words of the Baroness of Nairn at the
close of her long life, when asked if she
would like to live her life over again:
Would you be young again?
So would not I;
One tear of memory given,
Onward I’ll hie;
Life's dark wave forded o’er,
All but at rest on shore,
Say, would you plunge once more,
With home so nigh?
If you might, would you now
Retrace your way?
Wander through stormy wilds,
Faint and astray?
/ ■ ’ * to
Ntoht's gjoemy watches fM,
Morning an i warning red.
Hope's smile a. ound us aitefl
Heavenward, sway!
Relief Fer Trvakle.
Tea, for some people in thia world tiwre
seems no let up. They nN pursued from
youth to. manhood and from manhood into
old age. Very distinguished are Lord
Stafford’s hounds, the Earl of Yarbor
ough’s heunds and the Duke of Rutland's
hounds, and Queen Victoria pays SB.WO
per year to her master ot buckhounds.
But all of them put together do not equal
in number or speed or power to hunt down
the great kennel of hounds of whfcltejn
and trouble are owner and master. "
But what to a relief for an this pursuit
of trouble and annoyance and pain and
bereavement? My text gives it to you in
a word of three letters, but each letter is
a chariot if you would triumph, or a
throne if you want to be crowned, or a
lake if you would slake your thirst yes,
a chain of three lakes--God, the one for
whom David longed and the one whom
David found. You might as wall meet a
stag which, after fits sixth mile ot run
ning at the topmost speed through thicket
and gorge and with the breath of the dogs
on its heels, has oome in full sight of
Scroon lake and try to cool its projecting
and blistered tongue with a drop of dew
from a blade of grass as to attempt to
satisfy an immortal soul, when flying
from trouble and sin, with anything lees
deep and high and broad and Immense
and infinite and eternal than God. His
comfort—Why, it embosoms an distress.
His arm, it wrenches off all bondage. His
band, it wipes away all tears. His Christ
ly atonement, it makes us all right with
the past and all right with the future, all
right with God, all right with man and
all right forever. Lamartine tells us that
King Nimrod said to his three sons:
“Here are three vases, and one is of clay,
another of amber and another of gold.
Choose now which you will have.” The
eldest son, having first choice, ehoes the
vase of gold, on which was written the
word “Empire,” and when opened it was
found to contain human blood. The sec
ond son, making the next choice, chose
the vase of amber, inscribed with the word
“Glory," and when opened it contained
the ashes of those who were once called
great The third son took the vase of clay,
and, opening It, found it empty, but on
the bottom of it was inscribed the name
of God. King Nimrod asked his courtiers
which vase they thought weighed the
most The avaricious men of his court
said the vase of gold. The poets said the
one of amber. But the wisest men said
the empty vase, because one letter of the
name of God outweighed a universe.
The World Teo Uncertain.
For him I thirst; for his grace I beg; on
his promise I build my alt Without him
I cannot be happy. I have tried the world,
and it does well enough as far a* it goes,
but it is too uncertain a world, too evanes
cent a world. lam not a prejudiced wit
ness. I have nothing against this World.
I have been one of the most fortunate, or,
to use a more Christian word, one of the
most blessed of men—blessed in my par
ents, blessed in the place of my nativity,
blessed in my health, blessed in my field
of work, blessed in my natural tempera
ment, blessed in my family, blessed in my
opportunities, blessed in a comfortable
livelihood, blessed in the hope that my
soul will go to heaven through the pardon
ing mercy of God, and my body, unless it
be lost at sea or cremated in some confla
gration, will lie down in the gardens of
Greenwood among my kindred and
friends, somo already gone -and others to
oome after me. Life to many has been a
disappointment, but to me it has been a
pleasant surprise, and yet I declare that if
I did not feel that God was now my friend
and ever present help I should be wretched
and terror stricken. But I want more of
him. I have thought over this text and
preached this sermon to myself until with
all the aroused energies of my body, mind
and soul I can cry out, “As the hart
panteth after the water brooks, so panteth
my soul after thee, O God. ”
Faith In Adversity.
Through Jesus Christ make this God
your God, and you oan withstand anything
and everything, and that which affrights
others will inspire you. As in time of an
earthquake when an old Christian woman
was asked whether she was scared, an
swered, “No; I am glad that I have a
God who can shake the world;’’ or, as in a
financial panic, when a Christian merchant
was asked if ho did not fear he would
break, answered: “Yes, I shall break when
the Fiftieth Psalm breaks in the fifteenth
verse: ‘Call upon me in the day of trou
ble. I will deliver thee and thou shalt
glorify me.’” Oh, Christian men and
women, pursued ot annoyances and exas
perations, remember that this hunt,
whether a still hunt or a hunt in full cry,
will soon be oyer. If over a whelp looks
ashamed and ready to slink out of sight,
it is when in the Adirondaoks a deer by
one tremendous plunge Into Big Tupper
lake gets away from him. The disappoint
ed canine swims In a little way, but, de
feated, swims out again and cringes with
humiliated yawn at the feet of his master.
And how abashed and ashamed Will all
your earthly troubles be when you have
dashed into the river from under ths
throne of God, and the heights and depths
of heaven are between you and your pur
suers. We are told in Revelation xxii, 15,
“Without are dogs,” bar which I conclude
a whole kennel of bounds outside
the gate of heavpn, or, as when a master
goes In through a door his dog Iles on the
steps waiting for him to oome out, so the
troubles of this life may follow us to the
shining door, but they cannot get in.
“Without are dogs I” I have seen dogs and
owned dogs that I would Dot be chagrined
to see in the heavenly city. Some of the
grand old watchdogs who are the con
stabulary of the homes in solitary places,
and for years have been the only protec
tion for wife and child; some of the shep
herd dogs that drive back the wolves and
bark away the flocks from going too near
the precipice, and some of the dogs whose
neck and paw Landseer, the painter, has
made Immortal, would not find me shut
ting them out from the gate of shining
peart Some of those old St. Bernard dogs
that have lifted perishing travelers out of
the Alpine snow, the dog that John
Brown, the Scotch essayist, saw ready to
spring at the surgeon lest in removing the
cancer he too much hurt the poor woman
whom the dog felt bound to protect, and
dogs that we caressed in our childhood
days, or that in later time laydown on the
rug in seeming sympathy when our homes
were desolated. I say if some soul enteribg
heaven should happen to leave the gate
ajar and these faithful creatures should
quietly walk in it would not at all disturb
my heaven. But all those human or brutal
hounds that have chased and torn and
lacerated the world, yea, all that now bite
or worry or tear to pieces, shall lie prohib
ited. ‘Without are dogs I” No place there
for harsh, critics or backbiters or despoil
snref the reputation of others. Down with
you to the kernels of darkness and de
spair! Tho hart has reached tlic eternal
k ' ’
«rater brooks, and tbe panting of Che tett
! ehare to quieted to still pastures, and
“there shall nothing hurt or destroy I*
God’s holy mountain.”
Oh, when some ot you get there it will
be like what a banter tells of wbenpuah
ing bis canoe tar up north to the winter
•nd amid the toe fioeo and 100 stitos, M ho
thought, from any other human betoga.
He was startled one day as he heard a
stepping on the toe, and he cooked the
title ready to meet anything that came
bear. He found a man, barefooted and
insane from long exposure. approaching
him. Taking him into his canoe and
kindling dree to warm him. he restored
him and found out where he had lived and
took him to hto hoase and found all the
village in great excitement. A hundred
men were scanning for this lost man, and
hto family and friends risked out to meet
him, and, as had been agreed, at hto first
appearance bella Were rang and guns
were fired and banquets spread, and ths
rescuer loaded with presents. Well, when
some of you step out of this wilderness,
where you have lx«<n chilled and torn and
sometimes lost amid the icebergs, into the
warm greetings of all the villages of ths
glorified, and your friends rash out to give
you welcoming kiss, the news that there
Is another soul forever saved will call the
caterers of heaven to spread the banquet,
and the bellmen to lay hold of tho rope in
the tower, and while the challoee click at
the feast and the bells clang from tho tur
rets it will be a scene so uplifting I pray
God I may bo there to take part in the
celestial merriment. “Until the day break
and the shadows floe away, be thou like a
roe or a young hart upon tho mountains
ofßother. ”
ANNOUNCEMENTS.
For Mayor.
At the solicitation of many citizens I
hereby respectfolly announce myself a
candidate for mayor, subject to the prim
mary of October Ilin, promising if elected
to faith fully perform the duties of the of
fice in the interest of all concerned.
JNO. L. MOORE.
Having faithfully served the City of
Griffin as Mayor for one term, ! announce
as a candidate for re-election and respect
fully solicit the votes dr the citizens.
W. D. DAVIS.
For Alderman.
I hereby announce myself a candidate
for Aiderman from the First Ward, and if
elected I promise to do what in my honest
judgment is to the good of the greatest
number oi tax payers, regardless of friend
or foe. Yours, etc.,
0. HOMER WOLCOTT.
I respectfully announce myself as a can
didate for Aiderman from the first ward
and solicit the support of my friends.
J. H. SMITH.
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At the solicitation of friends I respect*
folly announce myself a candidate for Ai
derman from the Fourth Ward, and so
licit the support of the citizens.
Having a pride in the welfare of our
city and her institutions I promise, if
elected, to act for the best interest of the
city and citizens and perform conscien
tiously every duty assigned me.
DAVID J. BAILEY.
Having served the city as Aiderman
from the 4th ward for the past two years,
and conscientiously discharged my duty,
I announce myself as a candidate for re
election and respectfolly solicit the votes
and support of the citizens.
M. D. MITCHELL,
To the Voters of Griffin: lam a can
didate tor Aiderman from Second Ward,
and respectfolly ask your support. k
M. J. PATRICK.
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collecting state and county taxes for 1898.
Africa, October 17-81, November 14.
Union, “18, “ 1-15.
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above named persons. This is therefore to
notify all persons concerned to file their
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the first Monday in November, M9B, else
he will be discharged from his guardian
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