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PR. TALMAGE'S SERMON.
VOICES OF GARDENS AND
FIELDS.
T«t “Mv 1 eloved is unto me u< a < lua
t r o camphirj in t:.o \ meyards or Engedi.’’
Lsoa : of fcolouv n. i., 14.
Solomon's Song has baen con d ie red by
„ v a« lit onlv for moon struck sentimen-
SSts writt n I v a voluptuary, th ‘ >tory of
man crazed by a .air maid n. neither tit for
?*milv rrayers nor tor church. Indeal, we
must admit that them were years iu Solo
mon's life s'hen h? had s jveral bun Ired more
live- than he "a> entitle I to, but he re-
. u ted of hi, sin. and God chose him to write
Line of the best tiling about Christ that
have* ever been written. Beside that,
» fhink the eii i-ism of modern times
loon the immodesty of the Bible comes with
rL, r grace from a centur y iu which the writ-
I of George >'and va.ne to their fortieth
edition, and Christians cannot get to tho
vraver meeting because they have tickets for
nlacesof amusement so dapiaved that they
make “The Black Crook” resectable. I
think, however, as far as Ica i sea in my
4 JP idity, that there are thugs tu-n-Mi out
unon the community to . lay that bid fa rio
do more damage than the Fong of Solo non.
Hear, now, one cf his fresh and fair de
scriptions of Jesus. If 1 had twenty years
toprea- h I would like to employ ten of them
in bringing out to observation those repre
sentations of Christ that have as yet been
r . J d by. 1 donot know why th? pulpit should
hover over a few types of Christ when
there an? so many symbols of Jesus that h ive
never been discourse d upon. Why should we
employ all our time in examining a few lilies
when the Bible is a great garden fillo I with
fuchsias and with daffodils, and with ama
ranths, an I evening primroses for the close
of life’s day. and crocuses at the foot of the
snow bank of sorrow, and heartsease for the
troubled, and pas?-ion-flowers planted at the
foot of a cross, and morning glories spread
ing out under the splendors of the breaking
dav' borne years ago I discoursed to you
about “the white hairs of Jesus,” and some
of the newspapers supposed it was a mere
fancy of my own —the poor fools not know
ing that in Revelation-, the first and the
fourteenth, the Bible speaks of Chri.-t: “His
head and His hairs were white like wool—as
white a* snow’—symbolizing the eternity of
Jesus.
Terraced on the side of the mountain wero
tho vineyards of Engedi. Un, they are sweet
places! From a shelving of the mountain,
IbOfeet high, waters came down in beautiful
baptism ou the faces of the leaves; the grapes
intoxicate with their own winezpomegranates
with juices bursting from the rind: all
fruits, and flowers, and aromatic woods—
among the sweetest of these the camphire
plant of the text. Its flowers are in clusters
like our lilac s—graceful,fragrant, symbolic al
of Jesus: for “my beloved is unto me as a
cluster of camphire from the vineyards of
Engedi. ’
I will carry out the id a of my text, and in
the first pla -e show you that this < amphiro
plaut of the text wasa symbol of Christ, be
cause of his fragrance. If 1 had a branch of
it. and should wave it in your midst, it would
fill the house with its redolence. The cam
phire, as we have it, is offensive to some; but
the camphire plant of the text has a fra
grance gracious to all. The vineyards of
Engedi bathe 1 in it—the branches, the buds,
the blossoms dripping with sweetness, typical
of the sweetness of Chi ist.
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear I
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
The name cf Casar means power; the
name of Herod means cru eity; the name of
Alexander means conquest; the name of De
mosthenes means eloquence; the name of
Milton means poetry; the name of Benjamin
West means painting; the name of Phidias
means sculpture ;the name of Beethoven means
music; the name of Howard means reform;
but the name of Christ means love. It is the
sweetest name that ever melted from lip or
heart. As you open an old chest that has
long been closed, the first thing that strikes
you is the perfume of the herbs
that were packed amid the clothing: so there
are hundreds of hearts here which, if opened,
would first offer to you the name of Jesus.
Have you not seen Him? Through the dark
night of your sin has He not Hashed upon
your vision? Beautiful when He comes to
save you A little child was crying very
much during the time of the eclipse. It got
so dark at noon that she was afraid and kept
sobbing, and could not be silence! until
after awhile the sum came out again,
and she clapped her hands and said:
“Oh, the sun! the sun!” Some of us
have been in the darkness of our sin;
eclipse after eclipse has passed over our soul;
but after awhile the Sun of Righteousness
poured His beams upon our hearts. and we
cried: “The sun! the sun!” Beau-iful dawn
in the straw of Bethlehem Khan! Beautiful
in His mother’s shawl, a fugitive to Egypt!
Beautiful with His feet in tho Galilean surf!
Beautiful with the children hanging about
His neck! Beautiful in the home circle of
Bethany! Fairer than the sons of men: day
spring from on high: light for those who sit
in darkness, roseof Sharon: lily of the valley
—altogether lovely! Uh! He is sue ha sin
pardoner, such a trouble soother, such a
wound-binder, such a grave-breaker, that the
faintest pronuu iatiou of His name rouses up
the incense of the garden, and all the ] er
fumeof the tropi s; w hile the soul, in ecstasy
of affection, cries out: “My beloved is unto
me as a cluster of camphire from the vine
yards of Eng; di.”
But how shall I talk of the sweetness of
Christ's pardon to those who have never felt
it: of tho sweetness of His comfort to those
who have refused his pr< mise: of the sweet
ness of His face to who have turned 1
their back upon His love- Now, a great
many people may think this is merely sickly
sentimentalism. Jonathan Edwards was a
cool man. He was harsh in some of his opin
ions, he was never afflicted with any senti
mental ardor, and yet, when tho name of
Christ was mentioned, it threw him into a
transport. Paul was a cool logician,
with nerves unshaken in the Medi
terranean shipwreck, a granitic nature,
comfortable with the whole world against
hirn. shaking his fist in the face of the gov
ernments of earth and the forces of darkness;
yet the thought of Christ thrilled him,
transported him. overwhelmed him. John
Knox was unbending in his nature and hard
in some respects. The flash of his indigna
tion mad? the Queen shiver and the Duchess
uuake, yet he sat down as a little child at
the feobof J-jsus. Solomon was surrounded
by all palatial splendor—his ships going out
from Ezion-geber on voyages of three years,
bringing back all the wonders of the world,
his parks afloat with myrrh and frankin
cense, and a rustle with trees brought from
foreign lands: the traces of his stnnendons
garden* found by W traveler at this day.
‘Solomon sits down at this place to think of
Christ, the altogether lovely, and the alto
gether fa r; and whilst seated there come, a
breath of the spices and aromatic woods, and
□fthe blossoms in through the palaeo win
dow, and he crie > out: “My tieloved is unto
me as a cluster of camphire from the vine
yards of Engedi. *’
Oh, rich and rare, exquisite and everlast
ing perfume! Let it in every poor man’s
windows: plant it on every put its
leaves under every dying head, wreathe its
blossoms far every garland; wave its branches
in every home ; and when lam about to die,
■and my hind lie s cold acd stiff and white
upon the pillow, let some plain and hum hie
soul come and put in my dj ing grasp this liv
ing branch with clusters “of campuire from
the vineyar is of Engedi.”
It S many years now since I found the
Lord, a*ud I must iu your presen e tell you
h w goou He has been to my soul. Often
since then I have given Him a hard thrust in
His sore side, but He has been patient with
me by day and by night. It is tbe grief of
my life that I have treated Him .x> badly,
but He las never let mt* go. I have seen no
wonderful sights, I have h ard no wonderful
sounds.! have no marvelous experience; it
has been a plain story of patience on His part
and of unworthiuess on my part. Some of my
dear friends before me have tad *u-*re
w expirienc’. Christ to them lias .
I’♦4m the < onu nierer on th? white horse. or I
the Min of righteousness, s tring eie’-ything 1
a Ida e with light; or the bridegroom, com
ing with lantern an 1 t-irclv»s. To me it has t
lx eon very - u let and uudeT.oisrntive ex
perience. 1 1 has been something very sweet. .
t» it very still. How .‘ hall I des nbe it? I
I it now: “My beloved >•> un o me as a
cluster < f camphire from the vineyards of
En.,e ’i.”
But I r?mnrk further: ’Dus < atnphire
p ant of the text was a symbol of Christ iu I
the fact that it givn coloring. From the
Me iit *rraman t» th? Ganges the people of
the East j.a hered it. drie I the leaves, pul
veri ed the n. and then used t iemas a dvo
so • Lea itifving garments or their own j er
s •i»s was that fact that gave tho <a u
! I ir * plant of the text its commercial value
in the tune of Kiur Solomon—a type of my
Lorn Jesus, woo beautiti?* and adorns and
colors everything He touches. 1 have no
faith in that man s conversion whose religion
d' os n »t col >r his whole lif ». It was in ten led
so to do. If a man has th ? grace of God in his
heart it cught to show it-elf in the life. There
on iht to be this “cluster cf canq hire” in the
ledger, in the roll of government securities,
in the medical prescription, iu the law book.
A religion is of no value to a merchant unless
it keeps Him from putting false labels on his
g >o Is; or to the plasterer, unless it keeps him
from putting up a ceiling which he knows
will crack in six mouths; or to tho driver,
unless it keeps him from lashing his horses to
eight miles an hour when the thermometer is
at ninety; or to the farmer, unless it keeps
him from putting the only sound pippins on
the top of the barrel; or to the shoemaker,
unless it keeps him from substituting brown
paper for good leather iu tho soles. Tn other
words, the religion of Christ is good for
everything or it is good for nothing.
The grace of God never affe ts us by
piecemeal. If the heart is changed, the head
is changed, and the liver is changed, and tho
spl *en is changed,and the bands are changed,
and the feet are changed, and the store is
changed, and the house is changed,and every
thing over which man has any influence
comes to a complete and radical change. The
reiigii.n of tho Lord Jesus Chr st is not a pot
of hyacinths, to be set in a parlor bay win
dow for passers-by to look at and to bo ex
amined by ourselves only when we have
comnany, but it is to be a perfume filling
all th? room of tho heart as “a cluster of
camphire from the vineyards of Engedi.”
The trouble is men do not take their religion
with them. The merchant loaves it outside*
the counter, lest it disturb the goods. The
housekeeper will not let her religion trail its
robes in the kitchen on washing day. The
philosopher will not let his religion come in (
amid the batteries, Jest it get a galvanic
shock. • But I tell you unless your religion
goes with you everywhere, it goes nowhere, i
That religion was intended to color all the
heart and the life.
But, mark you, it was a bright color. For
the most part it was an orange dye made of
tliis camphire plant, one of the most brilliant
of all the colors: and so the religion of Jesus
Christ cast-? no blackness or gloom upon the
soul. It brightens up life; it brightens up
everything. 1 here is no more religion in a
funeral than there is in a wedding; no more
religion iu tears than in smiles. David was
no better when he said he cried out of the
depths of hell than he was when he said
that his mouth was filled with laughter
and his tongue with singing. The best men
that I have ever known have laughed the
loudest. Religion wa-? intended to brighten
up all our character. Take out the sprig of
cypress from your coat and put in “a cluster
of camphire from the vineyards of Engedi.”
Religion s “ways are ways pleasantness, and
all her paths are peace.” I have found it so.
There are hundreds in this house who have
found it so.
1 remark again, that tbe camphire plant of
the text was a symbol of Jesus Ch’ist be
cause it is a mighty restorative. You know
that there is nothing that starts respiration
as soon in one wh > has lainted as camphor, as
we have it. Put upon a sponge or handker
chief, the effects are almost immediate. 1
Well, this camphire plant of the text, though
somewhat different from that which we
have, wasa pungent aromatic, and in that
respect it becomes a type of our Lord
Jesus Christ, who is tbe mightiest of re
storatives. I have carried this cam
phiro pant into the sick room, after
the doctors have held their cousultation
and said there was no hope and nothing more
could be done, and the soul brightened up
under the spiritual restorative. There is uo
fever, no maras nus, no neuralgia, no con
sumption, no disease of the body that the
grace of God will not help. I wish that over
every be 1 of pain and through every hospital
of distress we might swing this “cluster of
camphire from the vineyards of Engedi.”
Christ’s hand is the softest pillow, Christ’s
pardon is the strongest stimulus, Christs
comfort is the mightiest anodyne, Christ’s
salvation is the grandest restorative. It
makes a man mightier than his physical dis
tress.
Art thou weary? Art thou languid? Art
thou sore distressed?
“Come with me,” saith One—“and coming,
1 e at rest.”
If I ask Him to receive me, will he say me
nay?
Not till earth and not til] heaven pass away.
Finding, following, keeping, struggling, is
He s ire to bless?
Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, answer— :
yes!
Nero tarred and put pitch upon the Chris
tians of his day, and theu set them on lire,
that they might illuminate the night round
about the palace, but, while they wero burn
ing, and the crowd beneath were jeering,
louder than all the noise went up the song of
praise and triumph fro n the dying martyrs.
John Bradford came out in presence of the
instrument of torture that was to put him to
death and said: “I am a Christian now; I i
have never been before.” And so again and |
again the lion of Judah's tribe has torn to
pieces the wild beasts of martyrdom.
This gra e is also a restorative for tho back- i
slider. Who do you mean by that? you say. I
I mean you who used to fr«*quent tbe house •
of God, but seldom go there now; you who
onco used to pray, but never pray now; you
who once sat at the holy communion, but
take not the Lord’s cup now; I mean you
who once rejoiced in Christian society, b it
now sit among s offers. Backslider! Oh,
what a sugge tive word! Backslider! From
what have you slid back? You have slid
back from your father s faith, from your early
good habits. You have been sliding back from
Christ, from the cross—sliding back from
Heaven. When a man begins to slide he
knows not where he will go You have been
sliding back toward darkness. You have been
sliding back toward an unblessed grave,
toward a precipice, the first ten million miles
of which downward are only a small jart of
the eternal plunge. You were, perhaps, pro
fessors in the country; you have made ship
wreck in the town. It way be that the
club blasted you; it may l?e that fashionable
so iety destroye 1 you; it may be the kind
of wife whom you married. You have no
more hope for Heaven now than if
I you had lived in Central As a and naver
hear J of Christ and tbe judgment. Uh,
where is that Bible you us ;d to read* Where
is that room where you used to pray? What
' baveyoidone with that Jesus whose voice
you once beard? Uh. murdered hours! Ob.
inas-a r*d privileges! Uh, deal opportuni
ties! Wake up now and shriek in that man’s
-ar until be shall rouse himself from the hor
rible somnambulism, walking, as he does, fast
as eon, within an inch of hell. < h, that be
might cry out now: “Golden Fab 1 aths,
come back! <’■ mm inion masons, come back’
VVooings of the Holy Gho t, come back!’
But they wi l iu t cme. Gone, gone, gone!
Sorrow will o i.e but not they. Uh, that
you might sav«? the few remaining years of
your life and con> < cate them to Chf ■<! I
have b'*en sad sights J Lave he • sad
sounds bit! tell you the ghe'-tu-v r, ng
outMde ga es of h • amne ii- ack
<der s <!• atnb •1, Do you not f.'-l ‘hav
ing- an: Le i to vour ou! this divh. re-tor
arivef* Doyon n led 'i e crying out with
David: “Before :n r > me th- joys of thy
-a • ation' For gr -ot in, great pai don: for
dee • wGun s ommp-.tmt s ,r ery; for d as
iars, a d-vir e ai- f r blind eves, **
hen euly o-ilist: for the d*-ai in the
ui hea\a! of a gr« at i<‘ - .rivction.
buc iu tbe i> world wtj shall fo?l the
' Lief restorat e fowerof religion. This is a
niauet of weeping •• are 1; viug on. We enter
uron life with a cry a eave it with a long
s g‘i. If I could gather up the griefs of this au
iliencv and put them m one sentence and then
utter it. r wouM make everything between
Lei <» and the throne of Go<l shudd r and howl
The earth is gash *d d ’ep with graven. As at
the cloaa of the war, sometimes we saw a
regiment of one huiwired and fifty men, the
fragment!* of th- thou and n en that went
out, so, as I stan I b».ure you, 1 cannot but
realize the fa *t ti nt y< u are the fragments
representing min ireds of regi nents < f joyful
associati nis that have b en broken up tor
over. uh, tliis i>a world of sorrow! Rut,
I le.<>e! bo G cd! tnvru will lie no sorrow in
heaven The undertaker will have to have
some oth t business there. In tho sum
mer time <ur cities will have bills of
mortality which aie frightful—sometimes
in New i'ork a thousand deaths in a wook;
sometimes it has been two thousand in lx»n
don; but m that groat heavenly city there
will not be a single cas» of sickness or death;
not one black dress of mourning, but plenty
of white robes of joy, handshaking of wel
come. but none of separation. Why, if one
trouble should attempt to enter Heaven,
iße shining police of tho city would
put it under everlasting arrest. If all
the sorrows of life, mailed and swordod
under A* ollyon, should attempt t > force that
gate, one company from the tower would
strike them Lack howling to the pit Room
in heaven for all the raptures that ever
knocke 1 at the gate, but no smallest annov
ance, though slight as a summer insect.
Doxology, but no dirge. Banqueting, but no
“funeral baked meats. ’
No darkness at all, no grief at all, no sick
ness at all, no death at all. A soul waking
up in that placa will say: “Can it be that
lam here: Will my head never ache again?
Shall I never stumble over a grave again?
Will 1 never say goodbye to loved ones j
again? Can it Ik? possible that the stream is •
past, that the bank is gained, that the glory 1
is begun? Show me Jesus that I may
kLs His feet.” When the clock of Christian
suffering has run down it will never l»e
wound up again. Amid the vineyards of tbe
heavenly Ehgtsii, that will be restoration
without any relapse. That will be day with
out any succeediug night. That will bo “the
saints’ everlasting rest.'*
Motors.
The future of the world’s progress rests
largely with the improvement of its mo
tors. Steam has given vast impetus —has
made the electric light and electric heat
possible. The era of improved motors
upon which we are entering will give us
vastly improved methods, compared with
our present conditions. We shall have
improved rail cars, improved and cheaper
freight transit, and in many ways vastly
improved conditions. Improved mortors
will give us an improved and cheaper
electric light and electric heating and
electric power. The field is vast for im
provement in this direction.
The motor of labor is money. Men
labor and live for money. Life is poor
without it. Disturb money and you dis
turb the entire fabric of labor and indus
try.
But the motor of all motors is labor.
Labor coins and counts stores and guards
the money. Labor sets iu motion the
ponderous engine which rusts in idleness
until the act of labor sets the wheels in
motion. Labor and capital are the Sia
mese motors of the age. They must work
together.
Behind these—the life of each —is the
great moral motor of Right. Without
this the good-will to nan the world’s
forces jar. The rhythm ceases, and ere
long prosperity fails. Bight in education,
right in conception, right in execution
are the great motors of humanity.
Wanted.
//
g_. R |
F s Victor
By young man, who at iresent occu
pies a position somewhat dtlicult to sus
tain with dignity, a chance o rise in the
world, or get on his feet ajain.— Jutlqi.
Fnn for the Conr.
The constable was sent oulto bring nn
important witness on a trial x fore a Da
kota justice of the | eace. fe soon re
turned without the man.
“What’s the matter?” denanded the
justice.
“I found him holding a man’s coat
during a tight and so didn’t listurb him, ,
your honor.”
“Sir!” thundered th? jusice, “don’t
you understand your duties better than ,
that?” ‘ I
“Why. your honor, Ithoight this was
your ruling in such cases.”
“No, sir! this court was never guilty
of making any such ordsr.”
“What was it then?”
“That you were to inmeliately bring
the parties fighting intr the < ourt room, I
where they could have t on and I could
sc that they had fair play. Go right
back after them. Th< juiy will remain
seated, and some of tie spectators will
please move back the diaiis and form a
ring. Any gentleman nakrg bets must I
deposit tbe stakes witi the court, w*-
will retain ten per cent conmissio- .o I
thi court knbws hers !, shs : *<. If
have her share of the fu* going to
in this town!”—‘tat isgoington
Bell. •
q* y
.. largest body of resh water on the j
■ „iobe is Lake Superior, 400 miles lon-/ I
160 wide at its greaest breadth, and I
. hr. ing an area of 32,00 square miles. |
Its mean depth is 900 set.
CHILDREN’S COLUMN.
• 4 1 Meant To?'
•‘I did not rise at the breakfast-boll,
But was so sleepy, I can’t tell—
I meant to.
•‘The wood’s not carried in, I know.
But there s the school-bell, I must go—
I meant to. |
“My lesson I forgot to write,
But nuts and apples were so nice—
I meant to.
“I forgot to walk in on tiptoe;
Oh, how tho baby cries, oh, oh !
I meant to.
“There, I forgot to shut tho gate
And put away my book and slate—
I meant to.
“The cattle trampled down tho coru;
My slate is broken, book is torn—
I meant to.” ,
Thus drawls poor idle Jimmie Hite,
From morn till noon, from noon till night— i
“I meant to.”
And when ho grows to be a man,
Ho'll bi'ixllossly mar every plan
With that poor plea, “I meant to."
The Isticlv nil cl ita Prey.
In hunting for their pray the eagle and
his mate mutually assist each other. It
may here be mentioned that tho eagles
are all monogamous, keeping themselves
to a single mate and living together in
the most perfect harmony through their i
lives. Should, however, one of them die
or be killed, the survivor is not long left
in a state of widowhood, but vanishes .
from the spot for a Tew days and then :
returns with a new mate. It is a rather
remarkable fact that whereas the vultures 1
feed their young by disgorging the food ;
which they have taken into their crops, |
the eagles carry their prey to their nests j
and there tear it to pieces and feed the 1
eaglets with the morsels. When in pur
suit of its prey it is a most audacious
bird, having been scon to curry oil a hare
from before the noses of the hounds. It
is a keen fisherman, catching and secur
ing salmon and various sea fish with sin
gular skill. Sometimes it lias met with
more than its match, and has seized up
on a fish that was too heavy for his pow
ers, thus falling a victim to its sporting
propensities. Mr. Lloyd mentions sev
eral instances where eagles have been
drowned by pouncing upon large pike,
which carried their assailants under
water and fairly drowned them. In more ,
than one instance the feet of an eagle I
have been seen firmly clinched in tho
pike’s back, the body of the bird having
decayed and fallen away.
A Burmeae I'alry Story.
There was once a king who heard that
there was an enormous giant in a far
country, and ho declared that he should
never rest till he got a hair of the giant’s
head. So lie sent iris fleet, and they
sailed and they sailed and they sailed for
weeks and weeks and weeks, and at last
one day in the afternoon it became sud
denly dark, and they stuck fast, and
could get neither forward nor backward.
Now the fact was that they had got in
side a hole in a sort of carrot, the small
est vegetable in the giant’s kingdom.
And behold the next morning the giant’s
children went out to fish, and as they
picked up two or three elephants on their
way for bait, but they were only able to
catch a few of the very smallest fishes in
the country—something equivalent to
your minnows (said the narrator.) And
as they were going back they saw the
carrot growing by the water’s edge and
pulled it up to put it into the curry, and
inside it was the whole fleet. After they
got home the giant threw the fish and
the carrot into tlie pot in order to boil
them, when the fleet rose out of the root
to tho top of the water with all the men
in it. “What arc those curious insects?”
said the giant, peering down into the
pot. The men tried to shout to the
giant and tell him what it was they
wanted, but their voices were too weak,
and lie could not hear a word they said.
At length he lifted them up to his ear in
his hand, and a whole boat’s crew
march iu at the hole, and went ever such
a long way up inside, and then they all
shouted together and told him they had \
come from their king to ask him for a
hair of his head. So at last lie was able
to hear what even then seemed to him
only a whisper. Unlike his kind tho
giant was apparently as good natured as
he was big—he gave them the hair, lifted
them back to the sea, where the hair,
when put on board the fleet, nearly sank
it, after which he puffed out his checks,
and gave a tremendous blow, which car
ried the fleet straight home, hundreds of
miles at one go.— Good Wordn.
The Small Boy and (lie Chief Justice.
Among other traditions of the Govern
ment Printing Office at Washington is a
story told about a boy sent with some
proof slips of an important decision to
Chief Justice Taney. He. appear-'
the office of the Chief Justice a t
him: - and asked
“Is Taney in?”
“I presum'
‘‘you - e >” wa3 the dignified reply,
v* .<ish to see the Chief Justice of the
united States.”
“I don’t care a cuss about hirn; I’ve
got some proofs for Taney.”
“I am the lion. Roger B. Taney.”
“You’re Taney, aren’t you?”
“I am not, fellow; I am the Hon.
Roger B. Taney.”
“Then the proofs are not for you.”
And the unceremonious messenger would
have gone off with them if the Judge had
not admitted himself to be Taney simply.
—Bouton Bu/l'jit.
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