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Y. DR. TALMAGE
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S SUN¬
DAY SERMON.
Subject: “ Invitation to a II ft! ding.
Text: ■'Com*, fov all things are note
read)/.”— Luke xiv., 17.
Holy festivities to-day. We gather other
sheaves into the spiritual garner. Our joy
is like the joy of Heaven. .Spread tho ban¬
quet, fill all t he chalices. We are not to-day
at the funeral of a dead Christ; we are cele¬
brating the marriage of the King’s Son.
It was an exciting time in English history
when Queen Elizabeth visited Lord Leices¬
ter at Kenilworth castle. The clocks in all
the towers and throughout the castle were
stopped at the moment of her arrival, so
continuing to point to that moment as the
one surpassing ail others in interest.
The doors of the great banqueting hall
were opened. The queen marched in to the
sound of the trumpets. Fourteen hundred
servants waited upon the guests. It was a
scene that astonished all nations when they
heard ot it. Five thousand dollars a day did
the banquet cost as it went on day after day.
She was greeted to the palace gates with
floating islands and torches and the thunders
of cannon and fireworks that set the night
ablaze, whole and a burst of music that lifted the
scene into enchantment. Beginning
in that way, it went on from joy to joy and
from excitement to excitement and from
rapture to rapture. That was the great
banquet that Lord Leicester spread in Kenil¬
worth castle.
Cardinal Wolsey entertained the French
ambassadors in Hampton Court. The best
cooks of all the land provided for the table.
The guests were kept hunting in the parks
all the day, so that their appetites might be
keen, and then in the evening hour they
were shown into the banqueting hall, with
table aglitter with imperial plate and ablush
with the very costliest wines, and the second
course of the feast was made of food in all
shapes, of men and birds and beasts, and
dancing each groups, and jousting parties riding
upon other with uplifted lances. Lords
and princes and ambassadors, their cups
gleaming health to the brim, drank first to the
of the king of England, and then to
the health of tho emperor of France. That
was the banquet that Cardinal Wolsey
spread But to-day, in Hampton Court.
my- brothers and sisters, I in¬
vite you to a grander entertainment. My
Lord, the King, is the banqueter. Angels of
Cod are the cupbearers, all the redeemed are
the guests, the halls of eternal love frescoed
with light and paved with joy and curtained
with unfading beauty are the banqueting
place, music, the harmonies of eternity are the
the chalices of God arc the plate, and
I am one of the servants come out with in¬
vitations to all the people, and oh that you
might break the seal of the invitation and
read in ink of blood, and with the tremulous
hand of a dying Christ, “Come, come, for
ah things are now ready.”
Illustrating my text I go on, and in the first
place say that the Lord Jesus Christ is ready.
Cardinal Wolsey did not come into the ban¬
queting hall until tho second course of the
feast, aud when lie entered, booted and
spurred, but I all the tell guests arose and cheered him;
have to you that our banqueter, the
Lord Jesus Chris - , comes in at the beginning
of tile feast Ay, he has been waiting for
his guests, waiting for some of them 1891.
years, hand witiug with mangled feet, waiting with
on the punctured side, waiting with
hand on the lacerated temples, waiting, wait¬
ing!
Wonder it is that the banqueter did not get
weary and say, “Shut the door, and let the
laggards stay out.” No, he lias been waiting.
How much he is in earnest! Shall I show
you? I gather up all the tears that flooded
liis cheek in sympathy, all the blood that
channeled his brow and back and hand and
loot to purchase our redemption I gather
up all the groans coming from midnight chill,
and mountain hunger, aud desert loneliness,
and I put them into one bitter cry. I gather
up all the pangs that shot from cross and
spike aud spear into one groan. I take one
drop of sweat ou his brow, and I put it under
the lakes glass of the gospel, and of it enlarges That to
of sorrow-, to oceans agony.
Christ to-day. emaciated and worn and weary,
comes here, , and , with . a pathos , m which , . every
word is a heartbreak aud every sentence a
martyrdom, he says to you, and he says tome,
“Come, come, for all things are now ready.”
Aid 1 -here is one word of five letters that 1
would like to write, but I have no sheet fair
enough to write it on. Give and no pencil good
enough to inscribe it; me a sheet from
the heavenly records, and some pencil used by
angelin describing a victory, and then with
hand struck with supernatural energy, and
with pencil dipped capitals in everlasting love, morning, J-E-S-U-S, I
will write it out in of
Jesus! It is this One that is waiting for you
and for me, for we are on the same platform
before God. How long he waited for me!
How long he has waited for you! Waiting as a
banqueter waits for his delayed guests, the
meats smoking, and the beakers brimming,
and the minstrel with his finger on stiff string
ready to strike at the first clash of the hoofs at
the gateway. Waiting as a mother waits for
a boy that ten years ago went off dragging her
bleeding heart after him. Waiting. Oh. can
you not give me some comparison intense
enough, importunate enough, nigh as heaven,
deep us hell, and vast as eternity? Not ex
pecting that you can help me with such acorn
parison, I simply say he is waiting as only an
ail sympathetic Olir.at knows how to wait for
a wandering soul.
Do you know what it was that saved Martin
Luther? It was that one verse, “The just
shall live hy faith.” Do you know what it was
that brought Augustine from his horrible dis
eipations? It was that one verse, “Put ye on
the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision
for the flesh, to fulfill the lusts thereof.” Do
vou know what it was that saved Hedley
Vicars, the celebrated soldier? It was the one
passage, “Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ
and thou shalt be saved.” Do you know what
it was that brought Jonathan Edwards to
Chrisi? It was the one passage, “Now unto
him be glory forever and eve-.”
One Thanksgiving morning in church I
read my text. “Oh, give thanks unto the Lord,
for he is good,” and a young man stood in the
gallery and said to himself: “I have nevet
rendered one acceptable offering of gratitude
to God in all my life. Here, Lord, I am thine
forever. ’ By tnat one passage of Scripture he
was ll brought into the kingdom, and if I might
ti my own experience, I might tell how one
Sabbath afternoon I was brought to the peace
of the gospel by reading of the Syro-Phoeni
dots cian s cry to Christ, where he said: “Even the
eat of the crumbs that fall from the mas
ter’s table.” Philosophic sermons rov?, rea-ved
anybody. Metaphysical Bemoan never saved
the anybody. Au earnest plea going right out of
heart blessel of the Holy Ghost, that is
what saves, that is what brings people into the
kingdom of Christ. ’
I suppose the world thought that Thomas
Chalmers preached great sermons in his early
ministry, but Thomas Chalmers says he never
preached pied pulpit at all he until years after he had occu¬
a came out of his sick room, and,
weak and emaciated, he stood and t ild tho
story of Christ to the people. And in the great
day of eternity it will be found that not so
much the eloquent sermons brought men to
Christ as the story told perhaps by those who
were unknown on earth, the simple story of
the Saviour’s love and merev, sent by tee pow¬
er of the holy Ghost straight to the heart.
Como, Holv Ghost. Ay. tie is hers this morn¬
ing. Ho fills all the plaej. I tall you tlia
Holy Ghost, is ready.
Then I go on and tell you the church is
ready. There are those hero who say, “No
on j* cares for my soul.” Wo do care for it.
Von see a man bowing his head iu pravor,
and you say, “That man is indifferent.” That
man bovrs hla head in prayer that tho truth
may go to every heart. The air is full of pray¬
ers. They are going up this morning from
this assembly. Hundreds of prayers straight
to the throne of a listening God. The air is
full of prayers—pr tvers nsoanding noon hy
noon from Fulton street praver meeting, Fri¬
day night by Friday night all over this land,
going up from praying circles. Yen,, there is
not a minute of an hour of any day that there
are not supplications ascending to the throne
or mercy. The church is ready. And if you
should this morning start for your Father’s
house there would be hundreds aud thousands
in this assemblage who would say if they knew
it, “.Make room for that man. make room for
him at the holy sacrament; bring tho silver
howl for his baptism, give him fu’L right to
alt the privileges of the church of Jesus
Christ.”
Do not say you have never been invited. 1
invite you now to the King’s feast. One and
all. All! AH! But I go further and tell yon
that the angels are ready. Some people think
when we speak about angels we are getting in¬
to the region of fancy. They say it is very
well fora man when he has just entered the
ministry but to preach about, the angels tn Heaven,
after he has gone on further it is hardly
worth while. My friends, there is not any
more evidence in the Bible that there is a God
than that there are angels. Did they not
b warm around Jacob’s ladder? When Lazar¬
us's soul went up did they not escort it? DM
not David say, “The chariots of God are
twenty thousand, even thousands of angels?”
Are they not represented as the chief har¬
vesters of the judgment day? Did not one
angel in one night slay 180,000 of Senna¬
cherib’s troops?
Oh. yes, our world is in communication with
two other worlds. All that communication is
by angels. "When a bad man is to die, a man
who the has bad despised God and rejected the Gos¬
pel. spirits come on sulphurous wing
and they shackle him, and try to push him off
the precipices into the ruin, aud they lift a
guffaw of diabolical exultation. But there is a
line of angels bright and beautiful and loving
angels, mighty angels, reaching all the
way from earth to Heaven, and when others
gather like them I suppose the air is full of
them They hover. They flit about. They
push down iniquity from your heart. They
are ready to rejoice.
Look! There is an angel from the
throne of God. One moment ago it stood
before Christ and heard the doxology
of the redeemed. It is here now. Bright
immortal, what news from the golden city?
Speak, spirit blest. The answer comes melt¬
ing on the air, “Come, come, for all things ara
now ready.” Angels ready to bear the tidings.
Angels ready to drop the benediction. Angels
ready to kindle the joy. AU ready. Iieady.
cherubim and seraphim. Bead}', thrones and
principalities aud powers. Ileady, Michael
the archangel. glorified
Yes, I go further and say that your
kindred are ready. 1 have not any sympathy
with modern spiritualism. I I believe the it is born ii
,,n perdition. When see ravages
makes with human intellects, when I see the
homes it has devastated, when I see the bad
morals that very often follow in its wake, I
have no faith in modern spiritualism. I
think if John Milton and George Whitfield
have not anything better to do than to-crawl
under Rochester tables and rattle the leaves,
they had better stay home in glory. But the
Bible distinctly teaches that the glorified in
heaven are in sympathy with our redemotion.
Now, suppose you should pass into the king¬
dom of God this morning, suppose you should
say, “I am done witn the sins of this world.
Me upon all these follies, O Christ! I take
thee now, I take thy service, I respond to thy
love, thine am 1 forever.” Why, b“fore the
tear of repentance had dried on your cheek,
before your first prayer had closed, the angel
standing with the message fov thy ‘and soul would
cry upward, “He is coming!” angels
poising in midair would cry upward, “He is
coming!” all along the line of light from door¬
way ihe to doorway, from wing tip to wing tip,
news would go upward till it reached the
gate, and then it would flash to tho house of
many mansions and find your kindred out,
and those before the throne would say: “Re¬
joice with ms, my prayers are answered. Give
me another harp with which to strike the joy.
Saved, saved, saved!”
Now, my friends, if Christ is ready, and
the Holy Ghost, is ready, an l tho church is
ready, and the angels of' God are ready, and
your glorified kindred are ready', are you
ready? I give with the emphasis of my soul
the question, “Are you ready?” If you do not
get into the king’s feast it will be because yon
do not accept the earnest invitation. Arm
stretched out soaked with blood from elbow
to finger tip, lips quiveringin mortal anguish,
two eyes beaming everlasting love while he
says, “Come, come, come, for all things are
now ready.”
Old man, God has been waiting for thee
long years. Would that some tear of repen—
tance might trickle down thy wrinkled cheek,
Has not Christ done enough in feeding thee
and clothing thee all these years to win from
th&e one word of gratitude? Come, all the
young. Christ is ihe fairest of the fair. Wait
not till thy heart gets hard. Come, the far
theBt away from Christ. Drunkard, Christ
can put out the fire of that thirst. He can re
store thy broken home. He can break that
shackle. Come now, to-day, and get his par
don and its strength. Libertine, Christ knew
where you were last night. He knows all the
storv of thy sin. Como to him this day. He
will' wash away thy sin, and he will throw
around thee the robe of his pardon. Harlot,
tbv feet foul with hell, thy laughter the iior
ror of the street —0 Mary Magdalen! Christ
waiti for thee.
And the one farther off, farther off than I
have mentioned, a case not so hopeful as any
f have mentioned, self-righteous man, feeling
thyself all right, having no need of help—O Chrisr,
no need of pardon, no need of
self-righteous rnan! dost thou think iu those
rags th u canst enter the feast? Thou canst
nor.. God’s servants at the gate would tear
off thv robe and leave thee naked at the gate,
O self-righteous ipan! the last to come,
Come to the feast. Come, repent of thy sin.
Come, take Christ for thy portion, the
Day of graco going away. Shadows on
cliff reaching farther and farther over the
plain. Tho banquet has already begun. Christ
has entered into that banquet to which you
are invited, 'ihe guests are taking their
places. The servant of the king has his hand
on the door of the banqueling-room, and he
begins to swing it shut. Now is your time to
go in. Now is my time to enter. I must go
in. You must go in. He is swinging the is
door shut. Now, it is half shut. Now it
three-fourths shut. Now, it is just ajar;
After awhile it will be forever shut!
Why wdl ye waste on trifling cares
That life which God’s compassion spares?
Waile in the eudless round of thought
The one thing needful is forgot.
Jay is Now Safe.
Charles I. Dixon, the man who in New
York several days age from Pueblo for
the purpose of killing Jay Gould, and
who was subsequently arrested, was re¬
moved from Bellevue hospital Friday
morning by a number of friends. Dixon
somewhere in Connecticut, the loca¬
tion to be kept secret, and after a good
rest his friends will take him west.
NEWS AN1) NOTES FOB WOMEN.
The brunette is going to have her in¬
nings.
Dress buckles arc made of metal and
pearl.
Fashion never seems to tire of the i
polka dot. j
Flowers are worn invariably at the end
Of a round waist.
rhe imported gowns and . wraps show ,
ir.any nbbou bows.
The true cornflower blue has a pur
plish lavender cast.
In spite of the attractive grenadines,
lace nets arc good sellers.
Tho broche China silks in self tones
make stylish tea-gown lion s.
Diamond buttons on shoes actually
button and are actually diamonds.
Tea gowns of figured China silk vary
those of black, white and plain color.
A girl in Iowa recently ran away
from home to avoid practicing on the
piano.
The daughters of the Princess of
Wales are reported as having no taste in
clothes.
Mrs. P. D. Osgood has been post¬
mistress of Penobscot, Me., for twenty
eight years.
A funeral took place the other day at
Hannibal, Mo., at which six young wo¬
men officiated as pallbearers.
An attempt is being made to establish a
library for medical women in London,as
well as a new medical institute.
Lace straw is quite as transparent as
the metal laces aud trellis-like founda¬
tions one sees everywhere in millinery.
Muguet, or lily of the valley green,
frasier or strawberry leaf, emerald and
Russian are among the more subdued
greens.
Mrs. John G. Carlisle, wife of the
Kentucky Senator, has a set of spoons
which are very odd. The bowl of each
is an antique coin.
Ministers declare that in nine cases
out of ten brides are much more self
possessed than bridegrooms during the
marriage ceremony.
A fashion writer says that at least one
third of the handsome hats one sees on
the fashionable promenades of New York
were made by their wearers.
Banana is a very pale yellow, Cythere
is a shade darker, and Cleopatra is of a
rich golden hue; paillete, straw and corn
color are pale evening shade.
Mrs. Langtry, the English actress, is
the owner of a pin cushion made of the
Biiver in which vegetables were once
served to the Kings of Ireland.
Spanish combs are worn with carriage
costumes of black silk. As a comple¬
ment to this, black undressed kids are
worn with all ball gowns by young
misses.
Lady Brooke is said to be not only the
handsomest woman in the British no¬
bility, but the handsomest woman in
Great Britain. The Prince of Wales
hath said it.
Quite a new blue is hyacinth, which,
true to nature, is exactly the color of the
beautiful spring blossoms. Pervenche
or perewiukle blue is of a darker shade,
inclining to lavender.
Lady Humphrey, an Englishwoman, is
making a business of training servants.
She has places for a dozen at a time.
Why will not some unselfish woman start
such an enterprise in this country?
Blondes are said not to marry in so
large a proportion as brunettes, and
Worth, the Paris man-milliner, is re¬
ported as much preferring to design
dresses for dark hailed women than
others.
A short time ago a lady, the first of
her sex, graduated in medicine in
Mexico. As an appropriate compliment
her fellow students of the other sex got
up an amateur bull fight in honor of the
occasion.
Everything has a serpentine head—
cloak clasps, hair ornaments, shoe and
belt buckles, etick-pins, brooches, hat¬
pins, chatelaines, spoons, button-hooks,
hair-brushes and even key-rings coil up
tail to tongue.
The black net dresses that have been
favorites for the past two seasons are
to be worn, but with thick silk or even
cloth waists in place of the lace. Pip¬
ings or bands ot the silk are placed
around the skirt in rows. For very
young girh gilt braid is used, and is re¬
peated upon the bodice and jacket.
The General Committee of the
Woman’s Branch of the World’s Fair at
a recent meeting in Chicago selected
twenty names of well-known people as
honorary members of the auxiliary,
among them being Queen Victoria, Em¬
press Eugenie, Dorothy Tennant-Stan
ley, Princess of Wales, Marchioness ot
Lome.
The Empress of Russia is now forty
three years old. Russians say that she
has not the capacity of the Princess of
Wales to look considerably younger than
her years. The chin begins to double,
and the cheeks have long since taken a
comfortable expression. Her figure also
grows matronly, though still she is an
indefatigable dancer.
The Empress Haruko, of Japan, is
short in stature and slender. Her hair
is blue-black, and she is endowed with
the creamy skin, the long, oval face and
the delicate features of the ideal aristo¬
cratic type of Japanese beauty. Four
years have passed since she put aside
the time-honored costume of her race foi
the dress of European women.
Beecher’s Successor.
The Rev. Lyman Abbott, the successor
of Henry Ward Beecher, in Plymouth
Church, Brooklyn, is a thin, ciulicate,
email-limbed nmn. Humor is not in his
line, and he rarely makes his congregit
tion smile. Not long as;o, however, he
subject involuntarily made them titter. obligation The
of his sermon was the
resting upon Christians to get out of
their shells and do something for the
g00 d of mankind. “What is this won
derful bedy of ours given us f ri” Dr.
Abbott exclaimed. “Look at it. Look
at these muscles.” Dr. Abbott stretched
ou * ; ^is D* 1 " 1 } arms. “Look at this
strength, this adaptability, this God
g l ™ f V1 ^faces of’Um'm,m£s *3’the
congregation and a rustling like a faint
titter recalled the preacher to himself,
and with a faint smile he passed to an
other phase ot his sermon,
Saved by Heavy Clothes.
Presence of mind saved John Adams,
of Tacoma, from a frightful death, lie
is employed in a smelting works in that
city. The other day a misstep caused
him to fall into a pot of boiling metal,
and in an instant he was immersed to his
armpits. As he fell he clutched the rim
of the pot, and was thus enabled to
quickly draw himself out. Hu then
plunged into an adjoining pot of cold
water. His hands were badly burned,
but otherwise he had hardly a scar on
him. The secret of his escape was that
he bad on heavy wollen underware and
outer clothing, and before it had burned
through Adams was in the pot of cold
water.
The girls who attend the college at
Columbia, Mo., think a flue should be
imposed when they accept the escoit of
gentlemen to whom they are not en¬
gaged, and have agreed to pay a fine
twenty-five cents every time they do so.
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