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TRIBE OF ISSACHAR.
DR. TALMAGE SAYS THEY UNDERr
. STOOD THE TIMES.
That la Inhere They Differed From
the Incompetents or Today —We
Shonltl Prepare For Stir ria* Events.
Spread of the Gospel.
(Copyright. 1898. by American Press Asso
ciation.]
Washington, Npv. 37.—This sermon of
Dr. Talmage is an anticipation of things
i c..r at hand and urges preparation for
stirring events; text, I Chronicles xil,
83,’'‘The children of Issachar, which were
men that had understanding of the times,
to know what Israel ought to do. ”
Great tribe, that tribe of ltsachar. When
Joab took the census, there were 145,600
of them. Before the almanac was bom,
through astrological study, they knew
from stellar conjunctions all about the
seasons of the year. Before agriculture be
came an art they were skilled in the rais
ing of crops. Before politics became a sci
ence they knew the temper of nations, and
whenever they marched, either for pleas
ure or war, they marched under a three
colored flag—topaz, sardine and carbun
cle. But the chief characteristic of that
tribe Os Issaoharwas that they understood
the times. They were not like the politi
cal and moral Incompetents of our day,
who are trying to guide 181.8 by the theo
ries of 1828. They looked at the divine in
dications in their own particular century.
So we ought to understand the times, not
the times When America was 18 colonies
huddled together along the Atlantic coast,
but the times when the nation dips one
hand in the ocean on one side the continent
and the other hand in the ocean on the
other side the continent; times which put
New York Narrows and the Golden Horn
of the Pacific within one flash of electric
telegraphy; times when God is as directly,
as positively, as solemnly, as tremendous
ly addressing us through the dally news
paper and the quick revolution of events
as he evw addressed the ancients or ad
dresses Us Through the Holy Scriptures.
The voice of God in Providence is as im
portant as the voice of God in typology,
for in our own day we have bad our Sinaia
with thunders of the Almighty, and Cal
varies of sacrifice, and Gethsemanes that
sweat great drops of blood, and Olivets of
ascension, and Mount Pisgahaof farreaoh
ing vision. The Lord who rounded this
world 6,000 years ago and sent his Son to
redeem it near 1,900 years ago has yet
much to do with this radiant but agonized
planet. May God make us like the chil
dren of Issachar, “which were men that
had understanding of the times, to know
what Israel ought to da”
The Dying Century.
The grave of this century will soon be
dug. The cradle of another century will
soon be rooked. There is something mov
ing this way out of the eternities, some
thing that thrills me, blanches me, ap
palls me, exhilarates me, enraptures me.
It will wreathe the orange blossoms for
millions of weddings. It will beat the
dirge for millions of obsequies. It will
carry the gilded banners of brightest
mornings and the black flags of darkest
midnights. The world will play the grand
march of its heroes and sound the rogues’
march of its cowards. Other processions
may halt or break down or fall back, but
the procession led by that leader moves
steadily on and will soon be here. It will
preside over coronations and dethrone
ments. I hail it I I bless it 1 I welcome
it I The twentieth century of the Christian
era.
What may we expect of it and how shall
we prepare for it arc the momentous ques
tions I propose now to discuss. As in fam
ilies human nativity is anticipated by all
sanctity and kindliness and solemnity and
care and hopefulness, so ought we prayer
fully, hopefully, industriously, confidently
prepare for the advent of a new century.
The nineteenth century must not treat
the twentieth on its arrival as the eight
eenth century treated the nineteenth.
Our century inherited the wreck of revo
lutions and the superstitions of age.
Around its cradle stood the'armed assassin
of old world tyrannies; the “reign of ter
ror," bequeathing its horrors; Robe
spierre, plotting his diabolism; the Jacobin
club, with its wholesale massacre; the
guillotine, chopping its beheadments. The
ground quaking with the great guns of
Marengo, Wagram and Badajos. AJI Eu
rope in convulsion. Asia in comparative
quiet, but the quietness of death. Africa
in the clutches of the slave trade. Ameri
can savages in full cry, their scalping
knives lifted. The exhausted and poverty
struck people of America sweating under
the debt of *800,000,000, which the Revo
lutionary war had left them. Washington
just gone into the long sleep at Mount
Vernon, and the nation in bereavement,
Aaron Burr, the champion libertine, be
coming soon after the vice president. The
government of the United States only an
experiment, most of the philosophers and
statesmen and governments of the earth
prophesying it would be a disgraceful fail
ure. No poor foundling laid at night on
the cold steps of a mansion, to be picked
up in the morning, was poorer oft than
this century at its nativity. The United
States government had taken only 12 steps
on its journey, its constitution having
been formed in 1789, and most of the na
tions of the earth laughed at our govern
ment in its first attempts to walk alone
New Map of the World.
The birthday of our nineteenth century
occurred in the time of war. Our small
United States navy, under Captain Trux
ton, commanding the frigate Constitution,
was in collision with the French frigates
La Vengeance and L’lnsurgente, and the
first infant cries of this century were
drowned tn the roar of naval battle. And
political strife on this continent was the
hottest, the parties rending each other
with pantherine rage. The birthday pres
ent of this nineteenth century was vituper
ation, public unrest, threat of national
demolition and horrors national and in
ternational I adjure you, let not the
twentieth century be met in that awful
way, but with all brightness of temporal
and religious prospects.
First, let ns put upon the cradle of the
new century a new map of the world. The
old map was black with too many barbar
isms and red with too many slaughters
and pals With too many sufferings. Let
us see to it that on that map, so far as
possible, our country from ocean to ocean
is a Christianized continent —schools, col
leges, churches and good homes in long
line from ocean beach to ocean beach. On
that snap Cuba must be free. Porto Rico
must be free. The archipelago of the Phil
ippines must be free. If cruel Spain ex
pects by procrastination and intrigue to
get back what she has surrendered, then
the warships lowa and Indiana and Brook
lyn and Texas and Vesuvius and Oregon
must be sent back to southern waters or
across to the coast of Spain to silence the
Insolence, as decidedly as last summer
they silenced the Cristobal Colon and
Oquendo ami Maria Teresa and Vizcaya,
When wo get those irlnnds thoroughly un
der our protectorate, for the first time our
missionaries in Chinn will be safe The
atrocities imposed on those good men and
women in the so railed Flowery Kingdom
will never bo resur.iod, for our guns will
be too near Hongk;.rg to allow the mas
sacre of missiomuy sottjpicents.
On that map mt st bo put the Isthmian
canal, begun if not completed. No long
voyages around Cape Horn for the world’s
merchandise, but short and cheap commu
nication by water instead of expensive
commiiniciitioii I y rail train, and more
millions will be added to our national
Wealth and the world's betterment than I
have capacity to calculate.
On that map It must bo made evident
that A inerlca is to be the world’s civilizer
and evengelieer. Free from the national
religions of Europe on the one side and
from the superstitions of Asia on the oth
er side, it will have facilities for the work
that no other continent can possibly pos
sess. As near ns I can tell by the laying
on of the hands of the Lord Almighty this
continent lias been ordained for that work.
This Is the only country in the world
where all religions are on the same plat
form, and the people have free selection
for themselves without any detriment.
When wo present to the other continents
this assortment of religions and give them
unhindered choice, we have no doubt of
their selecting this religion of mercy and
kindness and good will and temporal and
sternal rescue. Hear it I America Is to
take this world for Godl
On the map which we will put on the
cradle on the new centi'fy we must have
very soon a railroad bridge across Bering
Strait, those 86 miles of water, not deep,
and they are spotted with Islands capable
of holding the plersof a great bridge. And
what with America and Asia thus con
nected, and Siberian railway, and a rail
road now projected for the length of Afri
ca, and Palestine and Persia and India
and China and Burma intersected with
railroad tracks, all of which will be done
before the new century is grown up, the
way will be open to the quick civilization
and evangelization of the whole world.
The old map we used to study in our boy
hood days is dusty and on the top shelf or
amid the rubbish of the garret, and so will
the present map of the world, however
'gilded and beautifully bound, be treated,
and an entirely new map will be put into
the infantile hand of the coming century.
Gospel Wldespreffff.
The work of this century has been to
get ready. All the earth is now free to the
gospel except two little spots, one in Asia
and one in Africa, while at the beginning
of the century there stood the Chinese
wall and there flamed the fires and there
glittered the swords that forbade entrance
to many islands and large reaches of con
tinent. Bornesian cruelties and Fiji is
land cannibalism have given way, and
all the gates of all the continents are
swung open with a clang that has been a
positive and glorious invitation for Chris
tianity to enter. Telegraph, telephone
and phonograph are to be consecrated to
gospel dissemination, and, instead of the
voice that gain! the attention of a few
hundred or a few thousand people within
the church walls, the telegraph will thrill
the glad tidings and the telephone will
utter them to many millions. Oh, the in
finite advantage that the twentieth cen
tury has over what thenineteenth century
had at the starting!
In preparation for this coming century
we have time in the intervening years to
give some decisive strokes at the seven or
eight great evils that curse the world. It
would be an assault and battery upon the
coming century by this century if we al
lowed the full blow of present evils to fall
upon the future. We ought somehow to
cripple or minify some of these abomina
tions. Alcoholism is today triumphant,
and are we to let the all devouring mon
ster that has throttled this century seize
upon the next without first having filled
his accursed hide with stinging arrows
enough to weaken and stagger him? We
have wasted about 25 years. How
so? While wo have been waiting for the
law of the land to prohibit intoxicants we
have done little to quench the thirst of
appetite in the palate and tongqe of a
whole generation. Where are the public
and enthusiastic meetings that used to be
held 80 years ago for the one purpose of
persuading the young and middle aged
and eld that strong drink is poisonous and
damning? When will we learn that we
must educate public opinion up to a pro
hibitory law or such a law will not be
passed or if passed Will not be executed?
God grant that all state and national leg
islatures may build up against this evil a
wall which will be an impassable wall,
shutting out the alcoholic abomination.
But while we wait for that let us, in our
homes, in our schools and our churches
and on our platforms and in our newspa
pers, persuade the people to stop taking
alcoholic stimulant unless prescribed by
physicians, and then persuade physicians
not to prescribe it if in all the dominions
of therapeutics there may be found some
other remedy.
Seven or eight years ago on the anniver
sary platform of the National Temperance
society, in New York, I deplored the fact
that we had left politics to do that which
moral suasion only could do and said on
that occasion, “IF some poor drunkard,
wandering along this street tonight,should
see the lights kindled by this brilliant as
semblage and should come in and, finding
the character of the meeting, should ask
for a temperance pledge, that he might
sign it and begin a new career, Ido not
believe there is in all this house a temper
ance pledge, and you would have to take
out a torn letter envelope or a loose scrap
of paper for the inebriate’s signature. ” I
found out afterward that there was one
such temperance pledge in the audience,
but only one that I could hear of. Do not
leave to politics that which can be done
now in 10,000 reformatory meetings all
over the country. The two great political
parties, Republican and Democratic, will
put a prohibitory plank in the platform
the same day that satan joins the church
and turns perdition into a camp meeting.
Both parties want the votes of the traffick
ers in liquid death, and if you wait for the
ballot box to do the work, first you will
have local option, and then you will have
high license, and then a first rate law
passed, to be revoked by the next legisla
ture.
Redeem the Nation.
. Oh, save the young man of today and
greet the coming century with a tidal
wave of national redemption 1 Do not put
upon the cradle of the twentieth century
a mountain of demijohns and beer barrels
and rum jugs and put to jts infant lips
wretchedness, disease, murder and aban
donment in solution. Aye, reform that
army of inebriates. "Ah,” you say, “it
cannot be done!” That shows that you
will be of no use in the work. “O ye of
little faith!” Awoy back in enrly times
President Davies of Princeton college one
day found a man in utter despair because
of the thrall of strong drink. The presi
dent said to him: “Sir, be of good cheer.
Yon can be saved. tT.gn the pledge. " !
“Ah," said the despairing victim, “I have
often signed the pk.ir*. but I have always
bn ken my pledge. ” • But,” sai<ibo pres
! tent, “I wl’l be your strength to keep
the pledge. 1 will lie your friend and with
z loving arm around you will hold you
□p When your appetite burns, and you
foci that you must gratify ft, come to my
house. Sit down with ire in the study or
with the family in the parlor, and I will
be a shield to you. All that I can do for
yoiiwith my books, my sympathy, my ex
perience, my society, my love, my money,
I will do. You shall forget your appetite
»nd master it.” A look of hope glowed
on the poor man’s face, and he replied,
“Sir, will you do alb that?” “Surely I
will.” “Then I will overcome.” He sign
ed the pledge and kept it That plan of
President Davies which saved one man,
tried on a largo scale, will save a million
men.
Alexander the Great made an Imperial
banquet at Babylon, and, though he had
been drinking the health of guests all one
night and all next day, the second night
ho had 20 guests, and he drank the health
of each separately. Then, calling for the
cup of Hercules, the giant, a monster cup,
he filled and drained It twice to show his
endurance; but as be finished the last
draft from the enp of Hercules, the giant,
he dropped in*a fit, from which he never
recovered. Alexander, who had conquered
Sardis and conquered Halicarnassus and
conquered Asia and conquered the world,
could not conquer himself, and there is a
threatening peril that this good land of
ours, having conquered all with tfhom it
has overgone into battle, may yet be over
thrown by the oup of the giant evil of the
land—that Hercules of infamy, strong
drink. Do not let the staggering and
bloated and embruted host of drunkards
go into the next century looking for in
sane asylums and almshouses and delirium
tremens and dishonored graves.
Another thing wo must get fixed is a
national law concerning divorce. William
E. Gladstone asked me while walking in
his grounds at Hawarden, “Do you not
think that your country is in peril from
wrong notions of divorce?” And before I
had time to answer he said, “The only
good law of divorce that you have in
America is the law in South Carolina.”
The fact is that instead of state laws on
this subject we need a national law passed
by the senate of the United States and the
house of representatives and plainly inter
preted by the supreme court of the country.
Marriage and Divorce.
There are thousands of married people
who are unhappy and they ought never to
have been wedded. They were deceived,
or they were reckless, or they were fools,
or they were caught by dimple, or hung
by a curl, or married in joke, or expected
a fortune and it did not come, or good
habits turned to brutality, and hence the
domestic wreck, but make divorce less
easy and you make the human race more
cautious about entering upon life time al
liance. Let people understand that mar
riage is not an accommodation train that
will let you leave almost anywhere, but a
through train, and then they will not step
on the train unless they expect to go clear
through to the last depot. One brave man
this coming winter, rising amid the white
marble of yonder Capitol hill, could offer
a resolution upon the subject of divorce
that could keep out of the next century
much of the free lovlsm and dissoluteness
which have cursed this century.
Another thing that we need to get fixed
up before the clock shall strike 12 on that
night of centennial transition is the ex
pulsion of war by the power of arbitra
tion. Within the next three years we
ought to have, and I hope will have, what
might be called “a jury of nations,”
which shall render verdict on all contro
verted international questions. All civi
lized nations are ready for it. Great Britain
with a standing army of 210,000 men,
France with a standing army of 580,000
men, Germany with a standing army of
600,000 men, Russia with a standing
army of 900,000 men. Europe with stand
ing armies of about 8,500,000 men, the
United States proposing a standing army
of 100,000 men. What a glorious idea,
that of disarmament! What an emancipa
tion of nationsand centuries! The czar
of Russia last, summer proposed it In
world resounding manifesto. Disarma
ment! What an inspiring and heaven de
scended thought 1 In some quarters the
czar’s manifesto was treated with derision,
and we were told that he was not in earnest
when he made it. I know personally that
he did mean it. Six years ago he expressed
to me the same theory in his palace at Pe
terhof, he then being on the way to the
throne, not yet having, reached it. His
father, Alexander 111, then on the throne,
expressed to me in his palace the same
sentiments of peace, and his wife, the then
empress, with tears in her eyes, said, in
reply to my remark, “Your majesty, there
will never be another great war between
Christian -nations, ” “Ah, .1 hope there
never will be! If there should ever be an
other great war, I am sure it will not
start from this palace. ”
Universal Peace.
What a boon to the world if Russia and
Germany and England and the United
States could safely disband all their stand
ing armies and dismantle their fortresses
and spike their guns! What uncounted
millions of dollars would be saved, and,
more than that, what a complete cessation
of human slaughter! What an improve
ment of the morals of nations! What an
adoption of that higher and better mani
festo which was set to music and let down
from the midnight heavens of Bethlehem
ages ago! The world has got to come to
this. Why not make it the perpration of
the nineteenth century? Are we going to
make a present to the twentieth century
of reeking hospitals and dying armies and
hemispheric graveyards? Do you want the
hoofs of other cavalry horses on the breasts
of fallen men? Do you want other harvest
fields gullied with wheels of gun carriages?
Do you want the sky glaring with confla
gration of other homesteads? Ah, this
nineteenth century has seen enough of
war. Make the determination that no
other century shall be blasted with it.
During the first half of this century we
expended 38,000,000 to educate the Indi
ans and 1400,000,000 to kill them. Accord
ing to a reliable statistician, during this
century we have had the Crimean war,
which slew 785,000 and cost *1,700,000,-
000, and our American civil war, which
slew 1,000,000 men, .north and south, and
cost $9,000,000,000, digging a grave trench
from Barnegat lighthouse, New Jersey, to
Lone Mountain cemetery at San Francis
co. And you must add to these the Zulu
war, and the Austro Prussian war, and
the Danish war, and the Italian war, the
Franco-Prussian war,Chino-Japanesewar,
Napoleonic war and the Ametico-Span
ish war. What a record for this boasted
nineteenth century ! It makes all pande
monium chuckle. It has called out all the
realms of diabolus in grand parade, satan
reviewing them from platform of fire as
the demons in companies and regimen'«
and brigades have passed with banners of
Are and riding on horses of tire, keeping
step to the rail of the grand march of hell
In the name of tbs Qo.l rs nations, tot ths
Semi! Os blood be rolled up and pat upon
the shelf, never to be taken down. And
by the n !.Mle of next century Ist the
sword sod the carbine and the bombshell
become curiosities In a museum about
which your grandchildren shall ask ques
tions. wondering what those instruments
were ever med for, but let no one dare tell
them but keep it from them an everlast
ing secret, lest they too much despise our
nineteenth century and curse the memory
of their ancestors.
Will it net bo g~ '.nd if on the first day
of the twentieth century the last will and
tqttamcat of the nineteenth century shall
be opened and it shall be found to read:
“In the name of God, arn-m- I, the dying
century, do make this my last will and
testament. I give ami bequeath to my
heir, the twentieth century, peace of na
tions; swords, which I direct to bo beaten
into plowshares, and pears, which must
be turned into pruning hooks; armories,
to be changed late s hoolhouaes and for
tresses, to be rebuilt into churches, and I
order that greater honors be put on those
who save life than upon those who destroy
it. And if amid the universal peace now
attained those two nations, Spain and
Turkey, do not step, their cruelties, lot
the other nations, banded together, extem
porize a police force to wipe those coun
tries off the map of nations as a wet
sponge wipes from a boy’s slate at school
a hard sum in arithmetic. This last will I
sign and seal and deliver on the 81st day
of December, in the year of our Lord 1900,
all the civilized nations of earth and all
the glorified nations of heaven witness
ing.”
But what we do as individuals, aa
churches, as nations, as continents, we
must do very soon, if we want the transi
tion from century to century to be a wor
thy transition, for I hear the trumpets of
the approaching century and the clatter
ing hoofs of the host it leads on.
A Historic Street.
For historical reminiscence there is no
street in all the world like yonder Penn
sylvania avenue. Champs Ely sees of Paris
is more brilliant; Princess street, Edin
burgh, more picturesque; Unter den Lin
den, Berlin, more richly foliaged; Picca
dilly street, London, more populous; Nev
sky Prospckt of St. Petersburg stands for
more years; the Corso of Rome is lined
with more antiquities, but for an intelli
gent and patriotic American yonder av
enue has no equal for suggestiveness. The
other night, while thinking of this sub
ject, as to the way in which we ought to
meet the new century so near at hand, I
fell into a sort of dreamy state, in which
the chronology of events seemed obliterat
ed, and I saw on Pennsylvania avenue
two processions, which seemed to meet
each other aa this century goes out and an
other comes in. As near as I could tell in
that dreamy state it was the last night of
the century and I saw the spirits of the
mighties in American history passing
down the marble steps of the capitol on
yonder bill and moving through that
memorable Pennsylvania avenue. There
they come, the departed members of the
supreme court of our nation, led on by
Chief Justice Marshall. There oome the
distinguished men of our national legis
lature, in which are Webster and Olay and
Benton and Calhoun and Preston and
Corwin and Edward Everett and John
Quincy Adame and Samuel L. Southard
and Rufus Choate and others—some great
for statesmanship, others great for wit,
others great for eloquence, others great
for courage. They pass on through the
avenue immortal for those who in past
times trod it Yonder I see the funeral
pageants of senators and three presidents!
Banners draped in gloom, tossing black
plumes following tossing black plumes.
Catafalques, each drawn by eight white
horses, while minute guns boom. Yonder
a nation in tears follows the victims of
the exploded Princeton, the slain secre
taries of state and navy.
Presidential Inaugural processions, ac
companied by vanished music that has re
turned, the lips again on flutes and cornets
long ago rusted, but now repolished, and
I hear the beating drums, which, silent
for many years, are again sounded, greet
ed by the huzza of hundreds of thousands
of voices. Many decades hushed, but
again resonant. Regiments of the army
of American Revolution followed by regi
ments of the army of 1812 and regiments
of the army of 1864. They have oome up
from the encampments in the tomb to take
part in this great parade in honor of the
century on this night passing away.
From the windows on both sides—win
dows upholstered again, as in those olden
days—the pomp and fashion of the na
tional capital looking out upon the pass
ing spectacle There Marquis de Lafayette
passes, escorted by the chief men of the
land, who have been authorized to wel
come him in behalf of a nation which he
helped to set free. On through that avenue
pass the throngs toward the presidential
residence, where, to greet them, come out
on the platform built to review the pass
ing century Washington and the Adamses
and Jefferson and Madison and Monroe
and Lincoln. As that long and brilliant
procession, vanished, but now a resurrect
ed and remarshaled host, passes before
that reviewing stand I see anotherjproces
sion coming from the opposite direction to
meet this. They are the presidents, the
senators, the legislators,, the judges, the
philanthropists, the deliverers of the twen
tieth century. They oome up from the
schools, the churches, the farms, the cities,
the homesteads of the continent. Their
cradles were rocked on the banks of the
Alabama, and the St. Lawrence, and the
Oregon, and the Androscoggin, and the
Potomac, and the Hudson. They have
just as firm a tread, Just as well built a
brow, just as great a brain, just as noble
a heart, just as high a purpose, just as
sublime a courage pasting in procession
one way through that,aveoue aa the other
procession pa subs the other way. Yea, the
men coming out of the twentieth century
in some respects surpass those coming out
of the nineteenth century, for they have
had better advantage, and will have grand
er opportunity, and will take part in high
er achievements of civilization and Chris
tianity. What a meeting on this midnight
12 o’clock, the two processions of the
mighties of two centuries! Uncover all
heads and bow reverently in prayer.
Thank God for the good done by the pro
cession coming out of the past and pray
to God for good to be done by the proces
sion coming out of the future. But halt,
both processions! Halt! Halt! Break
ranks! Back to your thrones, ye mighties
of the nineteenth century, and enjoy the
reward of your fidelity! Back to your
homes, 'ye mighties of the twentieth cen
tury, your congressional chairs, your ju
dicial benches, your presidential mansions,
your editorial rooms, your stupendous re
sponsibilities and do the work for the
twentieth century! Farewell and tears for
the one procession! Hail and welcome to
the other procession I
New Year’s Wnteh.
It has been a custom in all Christian
lands for people to keep watch night as an
old year goes out and a new year comes
tn Peopls ttßMtnble In ohurcbeA tbboul 10
o’clock of tea* last night of the old year,
and they have prayers and aongs and ser
mons and congratulations until the hands
of the church clock almcot reach the figure
It, and then all bow in silent prayer, and
the scene is mightily impressive, until the
clock in the tower of the church or the
clock in the tower of the city hall strikes
12, and then all rise and ting with smil
ing face and jubilant voice the grand dox
btogy, and there to a shaking at hands all
around.
But what a tremendous watch night the
world to soon to celebrate! This century
will depart at 18 o’clock of the Slat of De
cember of the year 1900. What a night
that wUI be, whether starlit or moonlit or
dark with tempest! It win be such a
night aa you and I never sow. Those who
watched the coming in of the nineteenth
century long ago went to their pillows of
dust. Here and there one Will see the new
century arrive who saw this century, yet
they were too infantile to appreciate the
arrival. But on the watch night at which
I speak in all neighborhoods and towns
and cities and continents audiences will
assemble and bow in prnyor, waiting for
the last breath of the dying century, and
when the clock shall strike 12 there will
be a solemnity and an overwhelming awe
such as have not been felt tor 100 years, and
then all the people will arise and chant
the welcome of a new century of joy and
sorrow, of triumph and defeat, of happi
net and woe, and neighborhood will shako
hands with neighborhood, and church
with church, and city with city, and con
tinent with continent, and hemisphere
with hemisphere, and earth with heaven,
at the stupendous departure and the ma
jestic arrival. May we all be living on
earth to see the solemnities and join in
the songs and shake hands in the congrat
ulations of that watch night, or if between
this and that any of us should be off and
away may we be inhabitants of that land
where “a thousand years are as one day,"
and in the presence of that angel spoken
of in the Apocalypse who at the end of
the world will, standing with one foot on
the sea and the other foot on the land,
“swear by him that llveth for ever and
ever that time shall be no longer. ”
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Th. Blffffeet Silver Mino.
The biggest silver producer in the world
at present is the Broken Hill Viuprietedg
company, in Now South Wales. Thfifftifr
put of that company’s mines toss ths fisnal
year ending on May 81, 1828, Was 8,188,-
870 fine ounces of silver. The Anaconda
Copper Mining company, in Montan*
came second, with a production of B,OTA
-036 ounces of stiver. It to worth Mtfng
that in both of these mtnas th* silver is
prodiioßd In oonneotioiß with otIMV MMtalf
-Mrt Broken Hill with lead and a* Ana*
oondawlth copper. The tatter to princi
pally a oopper mine, since the metal forms
the greater part of the value at Us one.
The Comnania Huanchaca da Bolivia
nas naa too operation ot lw mines aenow*
ly interfered with for the last twn yeast
by water and other mtohapa. Its produc
tion in 1897 was 161,995 kilograms, os
4,886,678 ounces, of Silver. This to not
much more than one-half of the maximum
output, which was reached in 1898 and
was 281,0 CT kilograms, or 8,6*4,388
minors. Fnginmirinii and Mining Jour
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Kltohoner’e DtaslnUne.
For 15 years GeneTaj Kitchener bag
worked hto officers and men SMSoileerty.
The regulations of tbcEgygttananny al
low no married men on-the staff aria
places of responsibility. Marriage inter
feres with tropical work. Sick leave to
given to any officer who hreeko down
once. A second illness severs the oonnec
tlon between any officer in Kitchener's
force and the Egyptian army. The men
who have fought under Kitchener and
who are now returning by twoe and threes
to London cay that when one goes forth
to battle under their iron general victory
to assured, and when men trust thstr tend
er it is equivalent to the addition of many?
battalions to the army. Kitchener was
cold ss ice when there was work to do,
but he broke down and wept bitterly at
the burial service of Gordon, whteh was
held in the ruins of the palace at Khartum
on Sunder, Sept. A Ho to a Liberal, and
his stern character to gtinogthonod by
profound religious conviction.
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