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REV. DR. TALMAGE
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S SUN*
DAY SERMON.
SUBJECT: A J*0OK ! N vestment
PUKACHEP AT TOPEKA. KANSAS.
Text: “Fe have sold yourselves for
naught; and ye shall be redeemed without
money .”—Isaiah iii., 3.
The Lord’s people had gone headlong into
tin, and as a punishment they had been car
wed iniquity captive did to Babylon. They found Babylon that
not pay. these Cyrus seized
and felt so sorry for poor captives that,
without a dollar of compensation, he let
them go home. So that, literally, my tixt
was fulfilled. “Ye have sold yourselves for
naught; and ye shall be redeemed without
money.” Gospel
There is enough in this text for
fifty sermons. There are persons here who
have, like the people of the text, sold out.
You do not seem to belong either to your¬
selves or to God. The title deeds have been
passed over to “the world, the flesh, and the
'devil,” “Ye have but sold the yourselves purchaser for never naught.” paid up.
When a man passes himself over to the
world he expects to get some adequate com¬
pensation . He has heard the great things
that the world does for a man, and he be¬
lieves it. He wants two hundred and fifty
thousand dollars. That will be horsss and
houses, and a summer resort and jolly com¬
panionship. To get it he parts with his
physical health by overwork. He parts
with his conscience. He parts with much
domestic enjoyment. He parts with oppor
trinities for literary culture. He parts with
his soul. And so be makes over his entire
nature to the world.
He does it in four installments. He pays
down the first installment, and one-fourth of
fcis nature is gone. He pays down the second
installment, and one-half of his nature is
gone. He pays down the third installment,
and and three-quarters of his nature are gone,
after many years have gone by he pays
down the fourth installment, and lo! his en¬
tire nature is gone. Then he comas up to the
world and says: “Good morning. I have
delivered to you the goods. I have passed
over to you my body, my mind and my soul,
and I have come now to collect the two hun¬
dred aud fifty thousind dollars.” “Two
hundred and fifty thousand dollars?” says
the world. “What do you mean?” “Well,”
you say, “I come to collect the money you
■owe me, and I expect you to fulfill your part
-of the contract.” “But,” says the world, “I
have failed. I am bankrupt. 1 cannot pos¬
sibly pay that debt, I have not for a long
time expected to pay it.” “Well,” you then
say, “give me back the goods.” “Ob, no,”
says the world, “cheyare all gone. I cannot
give them back to you.” And there spirit¬ you
stand on the confines of eternity, your
ual character gone, staggering under the
consideration that “you have sold yourself
for naught.”
I tell you the world is a liar. It does not
keep its promises. It is a cheat, and it
fleeces everything it can put its hands on.
It is a bogus world. It is a six-thousand
year-old hundred swindle. and fifty Even thousand if it pays dollars the two for
which you contracted, it pays them iu bonds
that will not be worth anything in a little
•while. Just as a man may pay down ten
thousand dollars in hard cash and get for it
worthless scrip—so the world passes over to
you the two hundred and fifty thousand
dollars in that shape which will not be worth
a farthing after to you a dead. thousandth “Oh,” part of a sec¬ “it
ond you are you say,
will help to bury me, anyhow.” Oh. my
brother! you need not worry about that.
The world will bury you soon enough from
sanitary Post considerations. to
mortem emoluments are of no use
you. The treasures of this world will not
?»S3 current in the future world, and if all
the in wealth of the Bank shroud of England and were in put the
the pocket of your you t
midst of the Jordan of death were asked to
pay three cents for your ferriage, you could
not do it. There comes a moment in your
existence beyond which all earthly values
fail, and many a man has wakened up in
such a time to find that ho has sold out for
•eternity and has nothing to show for it. I
■should as soon thiak of going to Chatham
street to buy silk pocket handkerchiefs with
no cotton in them, as to go to this world ex¬
pecting to find any permanent happiness. It
lias deceived aud deluded every man who
has every put his trust in it.
History tells us of one who resolved that
he would have all his senses expended gratified at tliou- one
and the same time, and he
■s&ndsof dollars on each sense. He entered a
room, and there were the first musicians of
the laud pleasing his ear, and there were fine
pictures fascinating his eye, and there were
costly aromatics regaling his nostrils, and
there were the richest meats ancl wines and
fruits and confections pleasing of the appetite, indul¬
and there was a soft couch sinful
gence on which he reclined, and the man de¬
clared afterward that he would give ten
times what he had given if he could have one
■week of such enjoyment, even though he Lost
ins soul by it! Ah! that was the rub! He
did lose his soul by it! Cyrus the conqueror
thought for a little while that he was mak¬
ing a fine thing out of this world, and yet
before he catne to his grave he wrote out
this pitiful epitaph for his monument: “I
am Cyrus. I occupied the Persian empire.
I was king over Asia. Begrudge me not
this monument.” But the world in after
years plowed up his sepulcher. and stamped
The world clapped its hands
Its feet in honor of Charles Lamb; but what
does he say? “I walk up and down, think¬
ing I am happy, but feeling I am not.” Call
the roll, and be quick about it. Samuel
Johnson, afraid I shall the learned! day Happy? crazy.”. “No. Will¬ lam
Hazlitt, some the get essayist! Happy]
iam great
■“‘No. I have been for two hours and a naif
going up and down Paternoster row with a
volcano in my breast.” Smollet, the witty
author! blame, Happy? and I “No. I God am sick of praise I
and wish to that had
such circumstances around me that I could
throw my pen into oblivion." Buchanan,
the world renowned writer, exiled from his
own country, appealing to Henry VIII for
protection! covered Happy? with “No. and through Over moun¬ val
tains snow,
Jevs flooded with rain, I come a fugitive.”
Moliere, “No. the popular dramatic author! Hap¬
py? That wretch of an actor just
now recited four of my lines without the
proper accent and gesture. To have the
children of my brain so hung, drawn and
quartered tortures me like a condemned
spirit.” worldling die. I
I went to see a As went
into the hali I saw its floor was tessellated,
•and its wall was a picture gallery. I found
bis death chamber adorned with tapestry
until it seemed as if the clouds of the setting
saa had settled in the room. The man had
given forty years to the world—his wit, his
time, his genius, his talent, his soul. Did the
world come in to stand by his deathbed and
clearing off the vials of bitter medicine, put
down any compensation? Oh. no! The world
■does not like sick and dying people, and
leaves them in the lurch. It ruined this
man and then left him. He had a magnifi¬
cent funeral. All the ministers wore scarfs,
and there were departed forty-three appreciated carriages in not a
row; but the man
tiie obsequies.
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I want to persuade my au lienee that this
world is a poor investment; that it does not
pay ninety per oent. of satisfaction, nor
eighty per cent., nor twenty it per cent., nor
two per cent., nor one; that gives no solace
when a dead babe lies on your lap; that it
gives no that peace when conscience rings its
alarm, it gives no explanation in the
day decease of dire it trouble; and at the pillow time of your and
takes hold of the case
shakes out the feathers, and then jolts down
in the place thereof sighs and groans and
execrations, and then makes you put your
head on it.
Oh, ye who have tried this world, is it a
satisfactory portion? Would you advise
your friends to make the investment? No.
“Ye have sold yourselves for naught.” Your
conscience went. Your hope went. Your
Bible went. Your heaven went. Your God
went. When a sheriff under a writ from
the courts sells a man out the officer gener¬
ally leaves a few chairs and a bed, and a few
cups and knives; but in this awful vendue In
which you have been engaged the auction¬
eer’s mallet has come down uoon body, mind
and soul—going! for naught.” gone! “Ye have sold
yourselves How could do Did think that
you so? you
your soul was a mere trinket which for a few
pennies you could buy iu a toy shop? Did
you think that your soul, if once, lost,
might be found again if you went out with
torches and lanterns? Did you think that
your soul was short lived, and that panting,
you would soon lie down for extinction? Or
had you no idea what your soul was worth?
Did you ever put your forefingers on,its
eternal pulses? Have you not felt the quiver
of its peerless wing? Have you not known
that after leaving the body, the first step of
your soul reaches to the stars, and the next
step to the farthest outposts of God’s uni¬
verse, and that it will not die until the day
when the everlasting Jehovah expires? Oh,
my brother, what possessed soul you cheap? that “Ye you
should part with your so
have sold yourselves for naught.”
But I have some good news to tell you. I
want to engage in a litigation I for the recov¬
ery of that soul of yours. want to show
that you have been’cheated out of it. I want
to prove, as I will, that you were crazy on
that subject, and that the world, under such
circumstances, had no right to take the title
deed from decre’e you; and if you will join me I shall
get a from the High Chancery Court
of Heaven reinstating you in the possession
of your soul. “Oh,” you say, “I am afraid
of lawsuits; they are so expensive, and I can¬
not pay the cost.” Then have you forgotten sold
the last half of my text? “Ye have
yourselves for naught; and ye shall be re¬
deemed without money.” things,
Money is good for a great in the many matter of
but it cannot do anything through.
the soul. You cannot buy your way nothing at
Dollars and pounds sterling mean could buy
the gate of mercy. If you your
salvation, heaven would be a great Bad specula¬
tion, an extension of Wall street. men
would go up and buy out the place, and
leave us to shift for ourselves. But as money
is not a lawful tender, what is? I will
answer, Blood! Whose? Are we to go
through the slaughter? Oh, no; it wants king’s
richer blood than ours. It wants a
blood. It must be poured from royal arteries.
It must be a sinless torrent. But where is
the kins??
I see a great many thrones and a great
ing many down occupants, to the yet none But seem to becom¬
rescue. after awhile the
clock of night in Bethlehem strikes 13, and
the silver pendulum of a star swings across
the sky, and I seethe King of Heaven rising
up, and He descends and steps down from
star to star, and from cloud to cloud, lower
and lower, until He touches the sheep cov¬
ered hills, and then on to another hill, this
last skull shaped, and there, at the sharp
stroke of persecution, a rill incarnadiue
trickles down, ani we who could not be
redeemed by monev are redeemed by precious
and imperial blood.
We have in this day professed Christians
who are so rarefied ani etheraalized that
they do not want a religion of blood. What
do you want? You seem to want a religion
of brains. The Bible says, “la the blooi is
the life.” No atonement without blood.
Ought not “Ye the apostle to know? What did
he say? are redes ned not with cor¬
ruptible precious things, such as silver aui gold, but
by the blooi of Carist.” You put
your lanceletinto the arm o' our holy relig¬
ion and withdraw tha blood, au i you leave
it a mere corpse, fit only for the grave. Why
did God command ths priests of old. to strike
the knife into tha kid, and the goat, aud the
pigeon, and the bullock, aud the lamb? It
was so that when the blood rushed out from
these animals on the floor of the ancient
tabernacle the people should be cotnpelle 1 to
think of the coming carnage of the Son of
God. No blood, no atonement.
I think that God intended to impress us
with a vividness of that color. The green of
the grass, the blue of the sky, would not
have startled an i aroused us like this deep
crimson. It is as if God had said: “Now,
sinner, wake up and see what the Saviour
endured for you. This is not water. This
is not wine, This is blood. It is the blood
of My It Sou. It is the blood of the immacu¬
late. is the blood of God.” Without tha
shedding of blood is no remission. There
has been many a man who, in courts of law,
has pleaded “not guilty,” who nevertheless
has been condemned because there was blood
found on his hands or blood found in his
room, and what shall we do in the last day if
it it be found that we have recrucified the
Lord of Glory and have never repented of
it? You must believe in the blooi or die.
No escape. Unless you let the sacrifice of
Jesus go in your stead you yourself m ust
suffer. It is either Christ’s blood or your
blood.
“Oh,” says some one, “the thought of
blood sickens me.” Good. God intended it
to sicken you with your sin. Do not act as
though you had nothing to do with that Cal
varian massacre. You had. Your sins were
the implements of torture. Those im¬
plements were not made of steel and iron
and wood so much as out of your sins.
Guilty of this homicide, aud this regicide,
and this deicide, confess your guilt to-day.
Ten thousand voices of heaven bring in the
verdict against you of guilty, guilty! Pre¬
pare to die or believe in that blood. Stretch
yourself Saviour’s out sacrifice. for the Do sacrifice fling or accept the
not away your
one chance.
It seems to me as if ail heaven were try¬
ing to bid in your sou'. The first bid it makes
is the tears of Christ at the tomb of Laza¬
rus, but that is not a high enough price.
The next bid heaven makes is the sweat of
Gethsemane. but it is too cheap a price. The
next bid heaven makes seems to bs the
whipped back of Pilate’s hall, but it is not a
high heaven enough price. buy Can in? it be possible Heaven that
cannot you tries
once more. It says: “I bid this time for
that man’s soul the tortures of Christ’s mar¬
tyrdom, the blood on His temple, His the blood
on His cheek, the blond on chin, the
blood on His hand, the blood on His side, the
blood on His knee, the blood on His foot—the
blood in drops, the bloo.l in rills, the blood in
pools coagulated beneath the cross; the blood
that wet the tips of the soldiers’ spears, the
blood that plashed warm in the face of His
enemies.”
Glory to God, that bid wins paid it: The high¬
est price paid that for was soul. ever Nothing for could anything buy
was your
it but blood! The estranged property is
brought baok. Take it. “You have soli
yourself without for naught; money." and O ye atoning shall be re¬
deemed blood,
cleansing blood, life giving blood blood, sanctity
blood, glorifying of Jesus! Whs
not burst into tears at the thought that for
thee He she I it—for thee the hur l hearted,
for thee tne lost?
“No,” says some one; “I will have noth¬
in™ to do with it except that, like the ene¬
mies of Christ, I put both mv bauds into
that carnage and scoop up both palms full,
■ uni throw it on my head and cry, “His
blood bo on sis and on our children!’ ’’ Can
you do such a shocking thing as that? Just
rub your handkerchief across your brow
and look at it. It is the blood of the Hon of
God whom you have despised and driven
back all these years. Oh, do not frankly do that auy
longer I Gome out noldly and and
honestly, ami tell Christ you are sorry. You
cannot afford to so roughly treat Him upon
whom everything depends.
I do not know how you will get away from
this subject. You see that you are sold out,
and There that Christ wants to buy you back.
are three persons who come after you
to-iay—God the Father, God the Son and
God the Holy Ghost. They unite their three
omnipotences vation. You in will one movement for your sal¬
not tike up arms against
the triune God, will you? Is there enough
muscle in your arm for such a combat? By
the highest throne in heaven, and by the
deepest Unless chasm in hell, Christ I beg you look out.
you allow to carry away your
sins, they will carry you away. Unless you
allow Christ to lift you up, they will drag
you down. There is only one hope for you,
and that is the blood. Christ, the sin offer¬
ing, bearing your transgressions. Christ,
the divine Cyrus, loosening your Babylonish
captivity.
Would you not like to be free? Here is
the price of your lib‘ration—lot money, but
blood. I tremble from head to foot, not be¬
cause I fear your presence, but because I
fear that you will miss your chance for im¬
mortal rescue. This is the alternative
divinely put, “He that believeth on the Son
shall have everlasting life; and he that be
lieveth not on the Son shall not sea life, but
the wrath of God abideth on him.” In the
last drop day, if you sacrificial now reject Christ, every of
of that blooi, instead
pleading pleaded for your had release as it would have
if you repented, will plead
against you.
O Lord God of the judgment day! avert
that calamity! L it us sea tne quick flash of
the scimeter that slays tha sin but saves the
sinner. Strike, omnipotent God, for the
soul’s deliverance! Beat, O eternal sea!
with all thy waves against the barren beach
of that rocky soul and make it tremble. Oh,
the oppressiveness of the hour, the minute,
the second on which the soul’s destiny
quivers, and this is that hour, that minute,
that second!
Some years ago there came down a fierce
storm on the seacoast, and a vessel got in
the breakers and was going to pieces. They
threw up some signal of distress and the peo¬
ple lifeboat. on shore They saw them. They put out in a
come exhausted, on, and they clinging saw the
poor sailors, almost to a
raft; the and so afraid were the boatmen that
men would give un before they cheers, got to
them they gave them three rounds of
and cried: “Hold on, there! hold on! We’ll
save you!” After awhile the boat came up.
One man was saved by having the boathook
put in the collar of his coat, and some in one
way and some in another, but they all got
into the boat. “No tv,” says the captain, “for
the shore. Puli away now, pull!”
The people on the land ware afraid the
lifeboat had gone down. They said: “How
long the boat stays. Why, it must perished have
been swamped and they have all
together.” Aud there were men aud wo¬
men on the pier head sand on the beach wring¬
ing their hauls; and while they waited and
watched they saw something it looming up
through the mist, and turneioutto be the
lifeboat. • As soon as it came within speak¬
ing distance the people on tiia shore cried
out. “Did you save any of them? Did you
save any of them?” And as the boat swept
through the boiliug surf and came hand to the
pier the exhausted head the captain sailors that waved his flat the over bot¬
lay on
tom of the boat and cried: “AU saved!
Thank God! All saved!”
So it may be to-day. The waves of your
sin run high, the 3tormis on you. but I cheer
you with this Gospel hope. God grant that
within the next ten minutes wa may row
with you into the harbor of God’s mercy.
And when these Christian men gather around
to see the result of this service, aud the
glorified gathering on the pier heads of
heaven to watch and to listen, may we be
able to report all saved! Young and old,
good and bad! AU saved! Saved for time.
Saved for eternity. “And so it came to pas3
that they all escaped safe to land.”
AGAINST CALL.
Gov. Fleming 1 Decides that the
Election was Illegal.
A Tallahassee, Fla., dispaten of Fri¬
day says; Hon. Wilkinson Call will have
to contest for the seat in the United
States senate to which he claims he was
elected on May 36th last by the Florida
legislature. Governor Fleming has an¬
nounced that, inasmuch as a quorum of
the senate of the state of Florida did not
participate with the house in joint as¬
sembly on May 26th, it is his opinion that
Wilkinson Call was not elected United
States senator, and that, therefore, he
cannot, in the discharge of his duties,
certify that he was elected, The
governor has prepared an able and ex¬
haustive paper, setting forth the reasons
for his decision, citing law and precedent
to sustain his position. He holds that
the constitution of the United States
provides that senators shall be chosen by
the legislature; that the legislature is
defined by the constitution of Florida to
be a senate aud a house of representa¬
tives, and that the state constitution
further provides that a majority of each
to*fio house is required The to constitute journals show a quorum that
busiuess.
there was no quorum of the senate pres¬
ent on May 26th, therefore the and alleged void.
election of Mr. Call was illegal
A SERIOUS JOKE.
A Small Boy Causes a Run on a
Bank.
The foolish joke of a seventeen-year
old boy started a iuq ou the Cape May
brunch of the New Jersey Trust and Safe
Deposit Company, of Camden, Thursday,
and the joker is now in jail in default of
a thousand dollar bail. He told an old
colored employe of Stockton’s hotel that
the bank wa3 broken, andfthe old man
ran for his cash, telling the other deposi¬
tors as he ran why he went. The rumor
flow rapidly, and a crowd soon collected,
asking for money. The true state of the
case was made known, and Dy noon the
run had ceased. This is Cape May’s
busy season, and the deposits are very
heavy, but the bank officers have pre
p ired ihemselues for any furl her evidence
of distrust.
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Broken Constitution,
Debility of and Old Age, Dyspepsia,
Heartburn Indigestion and Sour Stomach,
Weight and Tenderness in Stomach,
Loss of Appetite,
Frightful Dizziness and Dreams, Ringing in tha Ears,
Weakness of Extremities and
Fainting, Impure and Impoverished Blood,
Boils and Carbuncles,
Scrofula, Swelling and Ulcers,
Scrofulous
Consumption of the Lungs,
Catarrh of the Lungs, Chrouio Cough,
Bronchitis and
Liver Complaint,
Chronic Diarrhcea, Children,
Delicate and Scrofulous
Summer of Infants.
Ur. Bolomon Bond, a member of the Society
of Friends, of Darlington, Ind., says: “I have
used twelve bottles of The Great South Ameri¬
can Nervine Tonic and Stomach and Liver Cure,
and I consider dollars that every of bottle did because for me one
hundred worth good, I have
not had a good night’s sleep for twenty year*
on account of irritation, pain, horrible dreams,
and been general caused by nervous chronic prostration, indigestion which and dys¬ haf
pepsia condition of the of stomach and by a broken down I
my nervous system. But now can
lie down and s’.eepall night as sweetly as a baby,
and I feel like a sound man. I do not think
there has ever been a medicine introduced into
this country which will at all compare with
tills Nervine Tonio as a cure for the stomach.” /
CRAWFORD8VIU.E, Ind., June 22,1SS7.
My daughter, eleven years old, was severely
afflicted with St. Vitus’s Dance or Chorea. W*
gave her three and one-half bottles of South
American Nervine and she is completely re¬
stored. I believe it will cure eTery case of St>
Vitus’s Dance. I have kept It in my family fot
two years, and am sure it is the greatest rem
, ^ it l* h 1 ® world °f Nervous fot Indigestion Disorder* and and Dyspep- Falling
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Healta from whatever cause.
State of Indiana, John T. Mna
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Subscribed Montgomery and County, j •
sworn to before me this June
i«07e Chas. W. Wright,
Notary Publio.