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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. ■ 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. A RICHLY CARVED BUFfET’ 17 r in antique oak does more towards making an attractive dining room than anything you could furnish it with. We have handsome buffets, hand carved, with fan cy French plate mirrors. We have also extension tables to match, and rich dining room chairs at low prices. We have also aa extensive stock of fine dining room sets st exceptional bargains;. L. W. GODBARD & SON. ■ •' == TAXCOLLEGTOR’S lOTICL I will be at the different places on the days mentioned below for the purpose of collecting state and county taxes for 1898. Africa, October 17-81, November 14. Union, “18, “ 1-15. ;l4neQreft,“ 19, “ 9-16. ML Zion, “20, “ .’B-17. Ojtb, “81, “ 4-18. Akin, “ 94, “ 7-81. Cabbins, “ 35, “ MS. I Will be at my office at H. W. Hassel kus’ shoe store at all dates until December 20, when my books will close. T.H.NUTT.T.C. O TATE OF GEORGIA, O SPALDIXO CoOTT. J. H. Grubbs, guardian of H. W., Sarah L., Mollie, TJ, and C A. MrKnsely and Amanda M. Burke, has applied to me for a discharge from the guardianship of the above named persons. This is therefore to notify all persons concerned to file their objections, if any they have, on or before the first Monday in November, M9B, else he will be discharged from his guardian ship, as applied for. Oct 8,1898. J. A. 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