Decatur Democrat, Volume 36, Number 3, Decatur, Adams County, 8 April 1892 — Page 2

-■ mi'. — DR, TALMAGE'S SERMON. TWINTV-THIRO ANNIVERSARY OR THE GREAT DIVINE. A* Intareating and InatrueHva Itaviaw nt th* Htatory of the Three Taberneoles That Have Heen the Homo nt the Doctor's ChuroK Triumph of the Tabernacle. Last Sunday was a festival day at the Tabernacle. Dr. Talmage celebrated the twenty-third anniversary of his settlement in Brooklyn. In white flowers embedded in green at the back of the pulpit stood the inscription, “1869 and 1892.” Dr. Talmages’s subject was ‘•The Three Tabernacles, a Story of Trials and Triumphs,’ - and his text, Luke ix, 33, “Let us make throe tabernacles.” Our Arab ponies were almost dead with fatigue, as. In December, 1889, wo rode near the foot of Mount Hermon in the Holy Land, the mountain called by one “a mountain of ice;” by another, “a glittering breastplate of ice;" by another “the Mont Blanc of Palestine.” Its top has an almost unearthly brilliance. But what must it have been in the time to which my text refers! Peter and James and John wore on that mountain top with Jesus, when suddenly Christ’s face took on the glow of tho noonday sun, and Moses and Elijah, who had been dead for centuries, came out from the heavenly world and talked with our Saviour. What an overwhelming three—Moses, representing tho law; Elijah, representing the prophets, and Christ, representing all worlds. Impetuous-Peter was so wrought upon »y the presence of this wondrous three that, without waiting for time to conalder how preposterous was the proposition, he cried out, “Let us make three tabernacles; one for Thee, one for Moses and one for Elijah.” Where would they get the material for building one tabernacle, much less material enough to build two tabernacles, and, still less, how would they get the material for building three? Where would they get the hammers? Where the gold? Where the silver? Where the curtains’ Where the costly adornments? Hermon is a barren peak, and to build one tabernacle in such a place would have been an undertaking beyond human achievement, and Peter was propounding the impossiblewhen he cried out in enthusiasm, “Letus build three tabernacles." And yet that is what this congregation have been called to do and have • done. The first Brooklyn Tabernacle was dedicated in 1870 and destroyed by fire in 1872. The second Brooklyn Tabernacle was dedicated in 1874 and destroyed by fire in 1889. The third Brooklyn Tabernacle was dedicated in April, 1891, and in that we are worshiping to-day. What sounded absurd for Peter to propose, when he said on Mount Hermon, in the words of my text, “Let ns build three tabernacles,” we have not only done, but in the mysterious providence of God were compelled to da We have been unjustly criticised by people who did not keow the facts, sometimes for putting so much money in church buildings, and sometimes for not giving as much as we ought to this er that demominational project, and no explanation has yet been made. Before I get through with the delivery of this sermon and its ppblication and distribution, I shall show that no church on earth has ever done more magnificently, and that no church ever conquered more trials, and that no membership ever had in it ipore heroes and heroines than this Brooklyn Tabernacle, and I mean to have it known that any individual or religious newspaper or secular newspaper that hereafter casts any reflection en this church’s fidelity and generosity, is guilty of a wickedness for which God will hold him or it responsible. One year it was sent out through a syndicate of newspapers that this church was doing nothing in the way of liberaltty, when we had that year raised 894,000 in hard cash for religious uses. There has been persistent and hemispheric lying against this church. We have raised during my pastorate, for ehureh building and church purposes, >998,000, or practically a million dollars. Not an Irish famine, or a Charleston earthquake, or an Ohio freshet, or a Chicago conflagration, but our church was among the first to help. We have given free seats in the morning ana evening services to 240,000 strangers a year, snd that in twenty years would amount to 4,800,000 auditors. We" have received into our membership 5,357 members, and that is only a small portion of tbe-num-ber of those who have here been converted to God from all parts of this land and from other lands. Under the blessing of God and through the kindness of the printing press my sermons now go every every neighborhood in Christendom, and are , regularly translated into nearly all the great languages of Europe and Asia. The syndicates having charge of this sermoiiic publication informed me a few days ago that my printed sermons every week, in this and other lands, go into the hands of 25,000,000 people. During the last year, I am authoritatively informed, over 2,000 different periodicals were added to the list of those who make this publication, and yet there are ministers of the gospel and religious newspapers that systematically and industriously and continuously charge this church with idleness and selfishness and parsimony. I call the attention of the whole earth to this outrage that has been heaped upon the Brooklyn Tabernacle, though a more consecrated, benevolent and splendid convocation of men and women were never gathered together outside of Heaven. I have never before responded to these injustices and probably will • /.. never refer to them again, but I wish' the people of this country and other countries to know that what they read concerning the selfishness and indolence and lack of benevolence and lack of missionary spirit on the part of this church is from top to bottom and from stem to stern falsehood—dastardly false-hood-diabolical falsehbod. What Is said against myself has no effect, except like that of a coarse Turkish towel, the rubbing down by which improves circulation andd produces good health. But this continuous misrepresentation of my beloved church, in the name •f Almighty God, I denounce, while I appeal to the fair-minded men and women to see that justices done this people, who, within a few years, have gone thfougfi a struggle that no other church I? in any land or any a age has been called toendure, and I pray God that no other V church may eVer be called to endure, ▼ix.. the building of three tabernacles. I ask the friends of thlrlJnqqkivn Tabernacle to cut out this sartfiqn from the newspapers and put it in tlyfrlr pocketbooks, so that they can intelligently answer our falsifiers, whether clerical or lay. And with these you may put that other statement, which recently went through the country, and which I saw in Detroit, which said that the Brooklyn Tabernacle had a hard financial struggle because ■it had all along been paying such enormous salaries to its pastor, Dr. Talmage, when the fact is that, after our last disaster and for two years. I gave all my salary to the church building fund, and 1 received 86,000 less than nottilng. In •ther words, in addition to serving this <jhurcb-;gratultously for two years, I let F’ - ‘ _

,m,i u-— .ft have >6,000 for building purposes. Why Is it that people could notdo justice and say that all our financial struggloas a church came from doing what Peter, in my text, absurdly proposed to do, but which, in tho inscrutable providence of God, we wore compelled to do—build three tabernacles. Now, I fool better that this is off my mind. Tho rest of my sermon will bo spun out of hosannahs. 1 announce to you this day that we are at last, as a church, in smooth waters. Arrangements have boon made by which our financial difficulties pro now fully and satisfactorily adjusted. Our Income will exceed our outgo, and Brooklyn Tabernacle will be yours and belong to you and your children after you, and anything you see contrary to this you may put dpwA to the confirmed habit which some people have got for misrepresent ing this church and they cannot stop. When I came to Brooklyn I came to a small chur<!h ana a big indebtedness. We have now this, tho largest Protestant church in America,, and financially as a congregation wo are worth, over and beyond all indebtedness, considerably more than 8150,000. I have preached hero twenty-throe years, and I expect, if my life and health are continued, to preach here twentythree years longer, although wo will all do well to remember that our breath Is in our nostrils, and any hour we may be called to give an account of our stewardship. All wo ask for the future is that you do your best, contributing all you can to the support of our institutions. Our best days are yet to come; our greatest revivals of religion .and our mightiest outpourings of the Holy Ghost. We have got through the Bed Sea, and stand to-day on the other bank clapping the cymbals of victory. Do you wonder that last Sabbath I asked you in the midst ot the service to rise and sing with jubilant voice the long meter Doxology: Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise Him, all creatures here below, Praise Him above, ye heavenly host. Praise Father, Sou, and Holy Ghost. Yes, twenty-three years have passed since I came to live in Brooklyn, and they have been to me eventful years. It was a prostrated church ta which I came, a church so flat down it could drop no further. Through controversies which It would be useless to rehearse it was well nigh extinct, and for a long while it had been without a pastor. But nineteen members could be mustered to sign a call for my coming. As a committee was putting that call before me in an upper room in my house in Philadelphia, there were two other committees on similar errands from other churches in other rooms, whom my wife was entertaining and keeping apart from unhappy collision. The auditorium of the Brooklyn church to which I came defied all the laws of acoustics; the church had a steeple that was the derision of the town, and a high box pulpit which shut in the preacher as though he were dangerous to be let loose, or it acted as a barricade that was unnecessary to keep back the people, for they were so few that a minister of ordinary muscle could have kept back all who were there. My first Sabbath In Brooklyn was a sad day. for I did not realize how far the church was down until then, and on the evening of that day my own brother, through whose pocket I entered the ministry, died, and the tidings of his decease reached me at 6 o’clock in the evening, and I was to preach at half past 7. But from that day the blessing of God was on us*and in three months we began the enlargement of the building. Before the close ot that year we resolved to construct the first Tabernacle. By the help of God and the indomitable and unparfelled energy of our trustees (here and there one of them present to-day, but the most in a better world,) we got, the building ready for conseccration.'and on Sept 25, 1870, morning and evening dedicatory services were held, and in the afternoon the children with sweet and multitudinous voices consecrated the place to God. Twenty thousand dollars were raised to pay a floating debt. In the morning old Dr. Stephen H. Tyng, the glory of the Episcopal Church and the Chrysostom of the American pulpit, preached a sermon which lingered in its gracious effects as long as the building stood. He read enough out of the Episcopal prayer book to keep himself from being, reprimanded by his bishop for preaching at a nonEpiscopal service, and we, although belonging to another denomiuation, responded with heartiness, as though we were used to the liturgy “Good Lord, deliver us!” During the short time we occupied that building we had a constant downpour of religious awakening. Hosannah! One Sunday morniug in December, 1872, the thermometer nearly down to zero, I was on my way to church. There was an excitement in the street and much smoke in the air. Fire engines dashed past. But my mind was on the ,sermon I was about topreach, until some one rushed up and told me that our shnrch was gqipg up in the same kind of chariot that Elijah took from the banks of the Jordan. That Sunday morning tragedy, with its wringing of hands and frozen tears on the cheek of many thousands standing in the street, and the crash that shook the earth, is as yi vid as though it were yesterday. But it was not a perfect loss. All were anxious to do something, and as on such occasions sensible people are apt to do unusual things, one of the members, at the risk of his life, rushed in among the fallen walls, mounted the pulpit and took a glass of water from the table and brought it in safety to the street. So you see it was not a total loss. Within an hour from many churches came kind invitations to occupy their buildings, and ha nglng against a lamppost, near thedestroyed building, before J. 3 o’clock that morning, was a a board with the inscription, “The cqngregatiot»of Brooklyn Tabernacle will worship to-night in Plymouth church.’’ Mr. Beecher made the opening prayer, which was full of commiseration.for me and my homeless flock, and I preached that night the sermon that I intended to preach, that morning in my own church, the text concerning the precious alabaster box broken at the feet of Christ, and sure enough we had one very precious broken that day. We were, as a church, obliterated. “But arise and. build,” said many voices. Another architect took the amphitheatrical plan of a church, which, in the first instance, was necessarily somewhat rude, and developed it into an elaborate plan that was immediately adopted. But how to raise the money for such an expensive undertaking was the question—expensive not because of any senseless adornment proposed, but expensive because of the immenso f ’sizd of the building heeded to hold our congregation. It was at that time when,for years our entire country was suffering, not from a financial panic, but from that long continued financial depression which all business men remember, as the cloud hung heavy year and commercial establishments without number went down. Through what struggle* we passed the Eternal God and some ■ brave souls to-day remember. Many a i time would I have gladly accepted calls ■ to some other field, but I could not leave the flock in the wilderness. .At last, &ln the interregnum having wz>rin W beautiful Academy of I Music, on the morning of Feb. 22, 1874, 1 the anniversary of the Washington who i conquered Impossibilities and on the 1 Sabbath that always celebrates the

resurrection, Dr. Byron Sunderland, i Chaplain of the United States Senate, i thrilled us through and through with a dedicatory sermon from Haggal 11, 9, , 'The glory of this house shall begreater than that of the former, salth tho Lord of Hosts." The corner stone of that building bad boor, laid by the Illustrious and now enthroned Dr. Irentous Prime. On' the platform on dedication day sat, among others, Dr. Dowling, of the Baptist Church; Dr. Crook, of the Methodist Church; Mr. Beecher, of the Congregational Church, and Dr. French, of the Presbyterian Church. Hosannah! Another >35,000 was raised on that day. The following Sunday 328 souls were received into our communion, mostly on confession of faith. At two other communions over 500 souls Joined at each ona At anothepingathoring 628 souls entered this communion, and so many of those gathered throngs havo already entered Heaven that we expect to feel at home when wo got there. My! mgl Won’t we bo glad to see thorn—the men and women who stood by us In days that were dark and days that were jubilant! Hosannah! Tho work done in that chprch on Schermerhorn street can never bo undone. What sacrifices on the part of many, who gave almost till the blood came! What halleluiahs! What victories! What wedding marches played with full organ! What baptisms! What sacraments! What obsequies! One of - them on a snowy Sabbath afternoon, when all Brooklyn seemed to sympathize, and my oldest son, bearing my own name, lay beneath the pulpit in the last sleep, and Florence Rice Knox sang, and a score of ministers on and around tho platform tried to interpret how it was best that one who had lust como to manhood, and with brightest worldly prospects, should be taken, and we loft with a heart that will not cease to ache until we meet where tears never falL That second Tabernacle! What a stupendous reminiscence! But if the Peter of my text had known what an undertaking it is to build two tabernacles, he would not have proposed two, to say nothing of three. As an anniversary sermon must needs be somewhat autobiographical, let me sav I have not been idle. During the standing of those two Tabernacles fifty-two books, under as many titles, "made up from my writings, were published.' During that time, also, I was permitted to discuss all the great questions of the day in all tte great cities of this continent and in many of them many times, besides preaching and lecturing ninety-six times in England, Scotland and Ireland in ninety-four days. Duringall that time, as well as since, I was engaged in editing a -religious newspaper, believing that such a periodical was capable of great usefulness, and I have been a constant contributor to newspapers and periodicals. Meanwhile all things had become easy in the Brooklyn Tabernacle. On a Sabbath in October, 1889, I announced to my congregation that I' would in a few weeks visit the Holy Land and that the officers of the church had consented to my going, and the wish of a lifetime was about to be fulfilled. The next Sabbath morning, about 2 o’clock or just jfter midnight, a member of my household awakened me bysayiug that there was a strange light in the sky. A thunderstorm had left the air full of electricity, and from horizon to horizon everything seemed to blaze. But that did not disturb me, until an observation taken from the cupola of my house declared that the second Tabernacle was putting on red wings. I scouted the idea and turned over on the pillow for another sleep, but a number of excited voices called me to the roof, and I wentup and saw clearly defined in the night the fiery catafalque of our second Tabernacle. When I saw that I said to my family: “I think that ends my work In Brooklyn. Surely the Lord will not call a minister to build three churches in one city. The building of one church generally ends the usefulness of a pastor; how can any one preside at the building of three churches? But before twenty-four hours had passed we were compelled to cry out, with Peter of my text. “Let us build three tabernacles.” We must have a home somewhere. The old site had ceased to be the center of our congregation, and the center ot the congregation, as near as we could find it, is where we bow stand. Having selected the spot, should we build on it a barn or a Tabernacle beautiful and commodious? Our common sense, as well as our religion, commanded the latter. But what push, what industry, what skill, what self sacrifice, what faith in God wers necessary. Impediments ancj hindrances without number were thrown in the way, and had it not been for the perseverance of our church officials and the practical help of many people and the prayers of millions of good souls in all parts of the earth and the blessing ot Almighty God. the work would not have been done. But it is done, and all good people who behold the structure feel in their hearts if they do not utter with their lips, “How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts.” On the third Sabbath of last April this church was dedicated, Dr. Hamlin ot Washington, preaching an inspiring sermon, Dr. Wendell Prime of New York, offering the dedicatory prayer, and some fifteen clergymen during the day took part in the services. Hosannah! How suggestive to many of us are the words spelled out in flowers above the pulpit—“lß69” and “1892” —for those dates bound what raptures, what griefs, what struggles, what triumphs! I mention it as a matter of gratitude to God that In those twenty-three years I have missed but one Sabbath through physical indisposition, and but three in the thirtysix years of my ministry. And now, having reached this twenty-third milestone, I start anew. I have in my memorandum books analyses of more sermons than I have ever preached, and I have preached, as near as I can tell, about three thousand, three hundred and eighty. • During these past years I have learned two or three things. Among others I have learned that “all things work together for good.” My positive inode of preaching has sometimes seemed to stir the hostilities of all earth and hell. Feeling called upon fifteen years ago to explore undergound New York city life, that I might report the evils to be combatted, I took with me two elders of my church and a New York Police Commissioner and a policeman, and I explored and reported the horrors that needed removal, and the allurements that endangered our young men. There came upon me an outburst of assumed indignation that frightened almost everybody but myself. That exploration put into my church thirty or forty newspaper correspondents, from north, south, east, and west, Which opened for me new avenues in which to preach the Gospel that otherwise would never have been opened. Years passed on and I preached a series of sermonr on Amusements, and a false report ot what I did say—and one of the sermons said to have been preached by me was not mine in a single- word — roused, a violence that threatened me with poison urrd ritrk and pfstdr and other forms of extinguishment, until the chief of Brooklyn police, without any > suggestion from me, took possession of ! the church with twenty-four policemen i to see that no harm was done. That

6Xolt< ’ment opened many doors, which I , entered for preaching th# Gospel. i After awhile came an ecclesiastical' , trial In Which I was arraigned by people • who did not like the way I did things, I and although I was acquitted of all tho charge#, the contest shook tho American I church. The battle made me more . friends than anything that ever hap- > pened and gave me Christendom and , more than Christendom for my weekly , audience. On the demolition of each ; church we got a better and a larger church, and not a disaster, not a caricai lure, not a persecution, not an assault, during ail these twenty-three years but turned Out for our advautage, and ought I not to believe that “all things work together for good’” Hosannah! Another lesson I have learned during these twenty-three years Is that it is not necessary to preach error or pick flaws in the old Bible In orncr to got an audience; the old Book without any fixing up , is good enough for me, and higher criticism, as It is called, means lower religion. Higher criticism Is another foym ot infidelity, and its disciples will behove less and less, until many of them will land In Nowhere, and become the worshipers of an eternal “What is It?” The most ot these higher critics seem to be seeking notoriety by pitching into tho Bible. It is such a brave thing to strike your grandmother. The old Gospel put in modern phrase, and without any Os ths conventionalities and adapted to all the wants and woes of humanity, I have found the mightiest magnet, and we have never lacked an audience. Next to the blessing of my own family I account the blessing that I have always had a great multitude of people to preach to. That old Gospel I have" preached to you those twenty-three years of my Brooklyn pastorate, and that old Gospel I will preach till I die, and charge my son, who Is on the way to tho ministry, to preach it after me, for I remember Paul's thunderbolt, "if any man preach any other Gospel, let him be accursed.’* And now, as I stand hore on my twenty-third anniversary, I see two audiences. Tho one is made up of all those who have worshiped with us in the past, but have boon translated to higher realms. What groups of children—too fair and too sweet and too lovely for earth, and the Lord took them, but they seem present to-day. The croup has gone out of the - swollen throat, and tho pallor from the cheek, and they havo on them the health and radiance of Heaven. Hail, groups of glorified children! How glad I am to have you come to us to-day! And here sit those aged ones who de- - parted this life .leaving an awful vacancy tn home and church. Where are your staffs, and where are your gray locks, and where your stooping shoulders. ye blessed old folks? “Oh,” they say, “wo are all young again, and the tjath in the river from under the throne has made us agile and bounding. In the place from which wo come they use no staffs, but scepters!" Hail, fathers and mothers in Israel! How glad we are to havo you como back to greet us! But the other audience I see in imagination is made up oi all those to whom we have had opportunity as a church, directly or indirectly, of representing the Gospel. Yea, all my parishes seem to come back to-day. The people of my first charge in Belleville, N. J. The people of my second charge in Syracuse, N. Y. The people of my third charge in Philadelphia. And tho people of all these three Brooklyn Tabernacles. Look at them, and all those whom through the printing press we have invited to God and Heaven now seeming to sit in galleries—fifty galleries, 100 galleries, 1,000 galleries high. I greet them all in your name and in Christ’s name. all whom I have confronted from my first sermon in my first village charge, where my lips trembled and mv knees knocked together from afright, speaking from the text, Jeremiah i, 6, “Ah, Lord God, behold I cannot speak, for lam a child!” until the sermon I preach to-day from Luke ix, 33. “Let us make three tabernacles,” those of the past and the present, all gather in imagination if not in reality, all of us grateful to God for past mercies, all of us sorry for misimproved opportunities, all hopeful for eternal raptures, and while the visible-and the invisible audiences of the present and the past commingle, I give out ro-bo, sung by those who are here to-day, and to be sung by those who shall read of this scene of reminiscence and congratulation, that hymn which has been rolling on since Isaac Watts started it 150 years ago: Our God, our help in ages put, Our hope for years to some, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. Like Other Women. Two incidents told of the Empress of Austria indicate that a Queen is but a woman and hath “that wjthin which passeth show.” A gentldumn had the pleasure of meeting informally the Empress at Schonbrunn. While standing near him, waiting for her horse, the Empress drew tm her glove, and, though her tire-woman stood beside her, she felt about in the mysterious recesses of hair under her hat, pulled out a long hairtpin, and withit she buttoned the glove. My friend held the hair-pin while she drew on the other, glove, which she also “hair-pinned” to-' gether. “I must remember that to toll my wife,” he said to himself. A very touching story was told me once of this woman by a former Alde-de-Camp of the Emperor, “who witnessed it. After the burial of her child, as she was ascending the staircase, she met upon it a large dog that the child had loved. In the presence of all the courtiers and lookers-on she threw herself upon the stair and put her arms about its neck, and there for several minutes she sobbed aloud, the dog seeming to understand her. Till its death that dog was her constant outdoor companion, and usually followed her about the palace. Sir Joseph Favrer estimates that, since 1870, the appaling number of from 150,000 to 200,000 human beings have been destroyed by venomous snakes in India.. He is of the opinion that not until a system of organized, determined and sustained efforts for the destruction of snakes is vigorously carried out will the evil be fairly grappled with and overcome. It is only by the destruction of the snakes that their evil work can be mitigated. Something, however, may be done by education, if the spread among the poorer people of India should make them more familiar with the appearance of venomous as distinguished from harmless snakes, convince them of the futility of all antidotes, charms and spells for their protection, and alter their present dangerous practice of living in huts which have the floor on the surface of the ground.. During the year 1880 no fewer than 19,060 hupaan beings and 2,5.36 cattle are reported to have been killed in India by snakes; in 1881, the number fell to 18,610 human deaths ( and 2,032 lieail of caidia-lofit the number of snakes reported as killed were 212,776; im the following year it reached 254,968.— 8riti5h Medical Journal. _____ ■’ 1 Bomb people never pray until they get 1 into close quarters. >£ _ ? f ' '1

t GROVER TALKS TARIFF. I* * '■ ! A ROUSING SPEECH BY THE EX-PRESIDENT. 1 ' Ah Imtnana*.Meeting at Providence A<l--by Cleveland—He Advieea the IlbmocraU to Keep Up the Fight for Reform- Iroquoie Banquet. Cleveland*# Addreu. The democratic big half of tho Rhode Island campaign reached the olimax at Providence when the thousands of the 1 citizens and visitors gathered in the ’ great opera house to hoar words of wisdom from tho lips of ex-Presldent Grover Cleveland. Mr. Cleveland spoke as follows: Mr Fbllow CiTltaits:—l havo found it Impc-e.blo to decline the Invitation yon aunt m» to meet here to-day tho Democracy ot Rhode Island I have <jcmo to look in the faOM ot the men who have been given the place of honor in advance ot the vast army watch moves toward tho decisive buttlotlold ot next November. I have not come to point the way to consolation In can* ot your defeat, but I havo como to shnro tho enthusiasm which presages victory. I have not como to condole with you upon tho difficulties which confront you. but to suggest that they wilt only add to the glory of your triumph. I have come to remind you that the intrenchmenta of spoils and patronage cannot avail against the valor and determination of rights; that corruption and bribery cannot smother and destroy the aroused conscience of our countrymen, aud that splendid achievement* await those who bravely, honestly and stubbornly fight In the people’s enuse. Let us not for a moment miss the inspiration of those words, “the people’s cause.** They signify the defense of the rights of every man, rich or poor, In every corner of our land, who by virtue of simple American

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' manhood lays claim to the promises of our free government, and they mean the promotion of the welfare and happiness of the humblest American citizen who confidingly invokes the protection of the just and equal laws The covenant of our Democratic faith, as I understand it, exacts constant efforts in this cause, and its betrayal I conceive to be a crime against the creed of true Democracy. Those who oppose tariff reform delude themselves if they suppose it rests wholly upon appeals to selfish considerations and the promise of advantage, right or wrong, or that our only hope of winning depends upon arousing animosity between different Interests among our people. While we do not propose that those whose welfare we champion shall be blind to the advantages accruing to them from our plan of tariff reform, and, while we are determined that the advantages shall not be surrendered to the blanlshments of greed and avarice, we still claim nothing that has not underlying It moral sentiment and consideration of equity and good conscience. A Winning Fight. Because yur case rests upon such foundations, sordidness and selfishness cannot destroy it. The fight for justice and right is a clean and comforting one; and. because the American people love justice and right, ours must be a winning fight. “The government of the Union is a government of the people; It emanates from them; its powers are granted by them, and are to be exercised directly on them and for tbelr benefit.” This is not the language of a political platform. It Is a declaration of the highest court in the land, whose mandates all must obey and whose definitions all partisans must accept. In the light of this exposition of the duty the Government owes to the people, the Democratic party claims that when, throngh Federal taxation, burdens are laid upon the dally life of the people not necessary for t h_> Government’s economical administration, and intended, whatever be the pretext, to enrich a few at the expense of the many, the govetifI mental compact is violated. A distinguished Justice of the Supremo Court, with no Dapiocratlc affiliations, beloved and ro- ’ s’peeteib-wherr living by every American, and since his death universally lamented, has characterized such a proceeding as “none the less a robbery because it Is done under the forms of law and is called taxation. ” The Democratic party still champions the cause which defeat could not induce it to surrender, which no success short of complete accomplishment can tempt ft to neglect. Its position has been from the first frankly and fairly stated, and no one can honestly be misled concerning it. We invite the strictest scrutiny of our conduct in dealing with this subject, and we insist that our course has been open, fair, and consistent. I believe, this is not now soberly denied in any quarter. Our opponents, too, have a record on this question. Those who still adhere to the doctrine that an important function of the government is especially to aid them in their business, those who see in the consumers of our land forced contributors to artificial benefits permitted by governmental favoritism, those who see in our workingmen only the tools with which their shops and manufactories are to be supplied at the cheapest possible cost, and those who believe their is no moral question involved , jin the tariff taxation of the people, are "probably familiar with this record and abundantly satisfied with it It may, how- , ever, be profitably reviewed by those who believe that our consumers are entitled to be treated justly and honestly by the government and that the workingman should be allowed to feel In his humble home, as he supplies his family's dally needs, that his earnings are not unjustly extorted from hint for the benefit bf the favored beneficiaries of unfair tax laws. Claims of the Protectionists. This, then, Is the record: When we began the contest for tariff reform it was said by our Republican opponents, in the face of our avowals ahd acts, that wo were determined on free trade. A long advance was made in their insincerity and impudence when they accused us of acting in the interest! of foreigners and when they more than hinted that we had been bought with British gold. Those who distrusted the effectiveness of these senseless appt a s insulted the intelligence of cur people by claiming that un increase in the cost of articles to the consumer caused by the tariff was not a tax pa d by him, but that it was paid by foreigners who sent their goods to our markets. Sectional prejudice was Invoked in the most outrageous manner. and people of the North were asked to condemn the measure of tariff reform proposed by us tecause members of Congress from the Mouth had supported it. These are fair samples of the arguments submitted to the American people in the presidential campaign 1888. It will ba observed that the purpose of these amazing deliverances was to defeat entirely any reform in the tariff, though it had been enacted at a time when the expense of a tremendous war justified the exaction of tribute of the same people which in time of peace became a grievous burden, though it had congested the federal treasury with a worse than useless surplus. Inviting reckless public waste and extravagance, and though in many of its features the only purpose of its continuation was the bargaining it permitted for party support. There were those, however, in the ranks of our opponents who_ recognized the fact that wo had so aroused popular attention to tbo evils and injustice of such a tariff that it might not be sufs to rely tor success upon a bald opposition to its reforms The-.e were the grave and sedate"Bepubllean staWimbn—who declared that the/ never, never could consent to subserve the interests of Englund at the expense of j their own country, us the wicked Democrats proposed to do, and that they felt constrained to Insist upon a tariff, protective to the po'tft of prohibition, be- ’ caute they devotedly loved nur working-

men and were determined that their employment should be constant, and that their wages should never sink to the disgusting leVal of the pauper labor of Europe. but that. In view of tho fact that the war, in whloh the tariff then existing orlg nated. had been closed for more than twenty years, and tn view of tho further fact that tho public treasury was overburdened. they wore willing to readjust tho tariff It it could only be done by its friends Instead of “rebel brigadiers." I will not refer to all tho means by which our opponents succeeded tn that contest Suffice It to say ther gained complete possession of the Government In every branch and the tariff was reformed by its alleged friends. All must admit, however, that either this was not done by the people's friends or that the effort in their behalf badly miscarried or was ungratefully remembered, for a few weeks thereafter a a relegation to private life among those occupying seats in Congress who had been active In reforming the tariff occurred, which amounted tea political revolution. These victims claimed that our voters failed to Indorse their reform of tho tariff because they did not understand It It is quite probable, however.) that if they did not understand it they felt it and that, because it made them uncomfortable, they emphatically said such a result was not what they wanted. At any rate, the consumer has found life harder since this reform than before, and If there Is a worklugman anywhere who has had his wages Increased by virtue of Its operation, he has not made himself known. Plenty of mills and factories have been closed, thousands of men have lost their employment, and we dally hear of reduced wages, tut the benefits promised from reform, and Its advantage to tho people who really nee 1 relief are not apparent The provision it contains, permitting reciprocity ot trade In certain cases, depending on the action of the President, is an admission, as far as it goes, against the theory upon which this reform is predicated, ini it lamely limps in the direction .of freer commercial changes, if “hypocrisy Is the homage, vice pays for virtue,” reciprocity may be called the homage prohibitory protection pays to genuine tariff reform. Tbe workingmen who have been deceived by the prom se of higher wages and better employment, and who now constantly fear the closing of msnufac'orles and the loss of work, ought certainly to te no longer cnjoled by a party whose pert< rmance has so clearly given the He to lis proftsslona Tbe consumer who has trusted to a reformation of tho tariff by its friends, naw that ho feels the increased burden of taxation in bls home, ought to Ico't In another direction for relief. WIU SUek to the Tariff. If the Democratic party dees not give tJ the State of Rhode Island during the present session of Congress the Leo raw materials'll) needs, it will be because a Republican Senate or executive th varts Its design. At any rate, nothing shall divert us from our purpose to relorm the tariff in this regard, as well as many others, be the time of Its a -complhhment near or romote. It would doubtless please our adversaries if we could be allured from our watch and guard over the cause of tariff reform to certain other objects, thus forfeiliag the people's trust and confidence. The National Democracy will hardly gratify this wish and turn Ita back upon the people’s cause to wander after false and unsteady, lights In the wilderness of double danger. Our opponents must In tbe coming national canvass, settle accounts with us on tbe Issue of tariff reform. It will not do for them to say to us that this Is an old and determined contention. The ten commandments are thousands ot years old, but they and the doctrines of tariff reform will bs taught and preached until mankind and the Republican party shall heed the injunction. “Thou shalt not steal." As I leave you let me say to you that your cause deserves success. Let me express the hope that the close of your canvass will bring you no regrets on account of activity relaxed or opportunities lost Demonstrate to your people tho merits of your cause and trust them. Above all things, banish every personal feeling ot discontent and let every personal consideration be merged in a determination, pervading your ranks everywhere, to win a victory With a cause so just and with activity, vigilance, harmony and determination on the part of Rhode Island's stanch Democracy. I believe you will not fall. IROQUOIS CLUB BANQUET. In Jefferson's Honor—Also to the Glory of The Iroquois Club dined at Chicago the other night in tho big, flower-decked dining-room of the Palmer House in honor of the 139th anniversary of the birth of Thomas Jefferson. Then, having honored the day sufficiently by dinking glasses to the memory of that sound old Democrat, the party put in the rest of the evening listening to the praises of another good Democrat, Grover Cleveland by name. It was properly not a Jefferson dinn r, although Thomas Jefferson’s name had the place of honor In the list of toasts, and nearly everybody who spoke said something about that modest old gentleman who hitched his horse to a fence and went up to speak his inauguration speech. But Jefferson was dead a long time, and grass was growing around his grave before the oldest man whose whiskers swept the table at the Palmer House was born, and, in fact, he was only a foil behind which the Iroquois Club might elect another hero who is very much in tho flesh. It was a Cleveland banquet all through. At the head of the toast list printed one of Mr. Cleveland’s sayings: “The nation’s strength is in her people. The nation’s prosperity is in their prosperity. The nation’s glory is in the equality of her justice. The nation’s perpetuity is in the patriotism of all her people.” The speakers were all Cleveland men, and most of them have been marked in their thick-and-thin advocacy of the ex-President. Miscellaneous. Notes. Brown —Are you sure this is good sticking mucillage? Stationer—You bet! Brown —Ever use it? Stationer —No; but a bottle once broke in my pocket. “And, I suppose, like a bravesoldier, you followed your colors?" “Yes, whenever there was a battle I noticed the colors were flying; so I flew, too.” Landlady (to new boarder) —What would you do if you found your steak tough? New boarder—l would get my shoemaker to make me a pair of boots from it. Phipps—The shakers never marry, do they? Phllpps—l believe not. Why? Phipps—Nothing much, only my girl has given me the shake, and I’ll bet she’ll end up just like the rest of ’em. “Why don’t you marry, Mr. Bachelor?" “Well, I’ve been trying for years to find a girl. ” “Have you got any money?” “Enough, I guess.” “Then you just hold still awhile, and the girl will find you.” An Austrian prince of the Imperial house offers himself to any American girl who has 95,000,000 to put up as a knock-down bld. The royalty market is somewhat slow since the Baroness de Stuers got her divorce in Dakota. French ingenuity has contrived an improved stone cutting saw of remarkable efficiency—a circular saw having its edge set 1 with black diamonds in the same way as the straight blades, but as the strain on the diamonds is all in on# direction, the setting can be made much firmer. The king of the African. forest is not the lion or the elephant, ’ is salOfiKC When an army ofapta move for food the still forest becdmds allvd with the trampling of the elephant, the flight of the antelope, of the gazelle, ot the leopard, of the snakes, all the living world, to get out of the way of the all* devouring inaeoto.

INDIANA NEWS. InfonnHtlon ot EapMlal Intorsrt, No doubt many reader# of thi# napw will reoognlxe in tho picture below • rentloman well known in Central InIlana, whose word Is as good ns a Govsrnment bond with who ar# aolualnted with him.

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The above is a good likeness of Mr. Geo. 0. Cradiok engraved from a photo, taken a short time ago and aent toDr. Kilmer & Co., with his letter and package of gravel he speaks about, whloh was dtetolved and expelled after uting three bottles of Swamp-Root. The following is Mr. Cradiok’s unsolicited account of his distressing and painful case. Gosport, Ind-, J*“- 18 - I*®* Dr. Kilmer A Co.. Binghamton, N. Y.: I do not know hiw to express my heartt xlt thanks to you for tho benefit I have received from using your Bwamp-Root Kidney, Liver and Bladder Cure. I am now 83 years old. and have Buffered almoaS death for about three yearn I had given up to die, but as I protesx to be a Christian man and a groat believer in tbe prayer ot the righteous. I prayed that God would send something that would prolong my life, and I feel thankful to him and you tor the means that was sent May God spare your life many years yet. that , you may hoar the great g :od that your medicine is doing. On tbe 20th ot August, 1891, Mr. Frank Lawson, your agent at Spencer, persuaded me to take a bottle on trial I nave taken three bottles and it has brought out ot my bladder Hme or gyavel which I lave saved in quantity the slxeof a gbose egg, and I now feel like a new roan. May God blow you and your medicine. I remain your humble servant, Box 271 . Gsorib O. Cradiok. JICOXD LCTTB.I. Dkab Doctob—l take great pleasure In answering your letter, which I received today. You say “you would like to publish my testimonial in your Guide to Health foe a while.” I have no objections at nil. for I want to do all In my power for afflicted humanity. I send by this mail a lot ot tbe gravel (about one-halt ot what I aarod) that the Swamp-Root dlasolved and expelled from my bladder. Two years ago last September I was taken with pain almost alt over me, my head and back, my legs and feet l>ecame.col<L would get sick at my stomach and vomit often, suffering a great deal from chills, and aS times these were so severe that I thought I would frees# to death. The condition of , my urine was not so bad through tbe day. but during the night, at times, I had to ges up every hour, and often every half hour. I suffered terribly from burning and scalding sensations. Would urinate sometimes a gallon a night, then it seemed my kidneys and back would kill me. I had been troubled with constipation for many years, but since using your Swamp-Root have been better than for a long tlmo. Tbe medicine has helped my appetite wonderfully, and I# seems as though I could not eat enough. I live about six miles In the country from Gosport. I was born and raised here, snd have been a member ot the M. E. Church for forty-two years. Pardon me for writing so much, for I feel that I would nbver get through praising your great remedy for Kidney. Liver and Bladder troubles. Your true friend. Gbo. a Cradiok. Those who try Dr. Kilmer’s SwampRoot have generally first employed the family or used all the prescriptions within reach without benefit As a last resort, when their case has become chronic, th# symptoms complicated, and their constitution run down, then they take this remedy, .and it is just such cases and cures as the one above that have made Swamp-Root famous and given it a world-wide reputation. At Druggists’, fifty cent size or one dollar else, or Os Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y. Certain Statltttca About Sngar. Following arb some interesting statistics of the rapidly developing sugar Industry of Argentina: Tho area of the cane plantations this year is 42,500 acres, which, at tho usual rate of production, will yield 1,879,000,000 pounds of cane. The area of cultivation in 1889 was 34,260 acres and the yield was 1,507, 0q0 pounds of cane. Tho gross value of the crop this year is estimated at $12;750,000 as compared with 96,165,000 in 1889. There are thirty-six sugar factories representing a capital value of about 930,000,000 in gold. The actual production in 1889 was 77,000.000 pounds, and thi# year's yield ia estimated at 99,000,000 pounds'or 82,500 hogsheads.—New Orleans Picayune. A Light Comedian. Mrs, McMoriarty—Phat is your son doin’now, Mrs. O’Rafferty? • Mrs. O'Rafferty—Sure he’s adopted th’ stage as a profession, Mrs. McMoriarty. Mrs. McMoriarty—A Fift’ avenoostag# is it? Mrs. O’Rafferty—Be away wldy’rnonstnee! It’s, an actor ho Is. Ho do bo a light comedian. Mrs. McMoriarty—A lolght comedian is It? Mrs. O’Rafferty—Yls. He stands beyant the back curtain, and his mouth to a hole forninst a candle, an’ whin Pawnee Ike shoots at th' candle he blows it out.—New York Weekly. Getting Even. Church Usher (confidentially)— That woman I just seated is Mrs. Stucknpp. She had me sent around to the back door one day when I called at her house on a business errand. Jdade me transact tbe business through a servant, too. Bat I’ve got even with her. Friend—You havo given her one of the best pews in the church. Usher—Wait half an hour. She's right where a stained glass window will throw a red light on her nose.—New York Weekly. The Economy of the EgypUnnn. A curious illustration of the domestic economy of the Egyptians have been met with in the unwinding or the bandage# of the mummies. Although whole webs of fine cloth has been most frequently used? in other cases the bandages are fragmentary and have seams, darns, and patches. Old napkins are used, old skirts, pieces of something that may have been a skirt; and once a piece of cloth was found with an armhole in It, with seams, gusset and band finely stitched by fingers long since crumbled and their dust blown to the four winda . -■ ■■■ - k ■ Paper quilts are said to be coming Into extensive use abroad for the poorer classes. They are composed of sheets of brown paper sewed together and perforated all over at a distance of an Inch or two apart. This is then covered with chintz or cretonne on one side, and lined with patchwork. — The larpst (fiTvlng best in the world has just been manufactured-In Paris. It is 120 feet long, seven feet wide,, and nearly an inch thick, the weight being a ton and a half, and It I# to run over a—- — twonty-two and bne-half feet in diameter, and a pulley dver eight feet in diameter.