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9ME BIBIE'S SICKLE.

ITS HARVEST FAR GREATER THAN THE TEMPORAL GARNERING.

Sr. Talmage Preaches a Moving Sermon on "Bringing In the Sheaves"—The Pow«r of Christian Song—A Cure In One I Stop of the Divine Elixir.

Washington, Feb. 16.—A change lias taken place. Dr. Talmage when first coming to Washington preached only Snnday evenings, bnt so great has been the demand for his services that he uo^v preaches Sunday morning and evening and takes charge of the Thursday evening meeting. The throngs are immense. The subject of his sermon for today was, "Bringing In the Sheaves," the test being Joel iii, 13, "Put ye in the 6ickle, for the harvest is ripe."

The sword has been poetized, and the world has celebrated the sword of Bolivar, the sword of Cortes and the sword of Lafayette. The pen has been properly eulogized, and the world has celebrated the pen of Addison, the pen of Southey «nd the pen of Irving. The painters' pencil has been honored, and the world has celebrated the pencil of Murillo, the pencil of Rubens and the pencil of Bier-st-adt. The sculptor's chisel has come in for high encomium, and the world has celebrated Chantrey's chisel and Crawlord's chisel and Qreenough's chisel. But there is one instrument about which I sing the first canto that was ever sung —the sickle, the sickle of the Bible, the sickle that has reaped the harvest of many centuries. Sharp and bent into a semicircle and glittering, this reaping hook, no longer than your arm, has furnished the bread for thousands of years. Its success has produced the wealth of nations. It has had more to do with the world's progress than sword and pen and pencil and chisel all put together. Christ puts the sickle into exquisite sermciric simile, and you see that instrument flash all up and down the Apocalypse as St. John swings it, while through Joel in my text God commands the people, as through his servants now he commands them, "Put ye in the sickle, for tho harvest is ripe.

Richer Harvests.

Last November there was great rejoicing all over the land. With trumpet and cornet and organ and thousand voiced psalm we praised the Lord for the temporal harvests. We praised God for tho wheat, the rye, the oats, the cotton. tho rice, all the fruits of the orchard and all the grains of the field, and the nation never does a better thing than when in the autumn it gathers to festivity and thanks God for the greatness of tho harvest. 13ut I come today to speak to you of richer harvests, even the spiritual. How shall we estimate the value of a man? We say he is worth so many dollars, or he has achieved such and such a position, but we know very well there aro some men at the top of the ladder who ought to be at the bot -torn and some at the bottom who ought to ba at the top, and the only way to .estimate a man is by his soul. We all -Jftiow that we shall live forever. Death cannot kill us. Other crafts may be drawn into the whirlpool or shivered on the rocks, but this life within us will weather ail storms and drop no anchor, and 10,000,000 years after death will .shako out signals on the high seas of eternity. You put the mendicant off your doorstep and say he is only a beggar, but ho is worth all the gold of -the mountains, worth all tho pearls of the eea, worth the solid earth, worth sun and moon fnd stars, worth the entire material universe. Take all the paper that ever came from the paper mills and put it sido by side and sheet by sheet, and lot men with fleetest pens make figures oa that paper for 10,000 years, and they will only have begun to express stlie value of the soul. Suppose I owned ^Colorado and Nevada and Australia, of Slow much value would they be to me caie moment after I departed this life? TTnw much of Philadelphia does Stephen .Oirard own today? How much of Boston property does Abbott Lawrence own today? The man who today hath a dolJar in his pocket hath more worldly es*ate than the millionaire who died last ^"Scear. How do yon suppose I feel, standhere surrounded by a multitude of -4Bom& each one worth more than the jBaateri&J universe?

A Powerful Sickle.

Oh, was" !, not right in saying this ^spiritual harvest is richer than the temjioral harvest? 1" ..must tighten the girfile. I must sharpen the sickle, I must careful how I swing the instrument jfy gathering the grain, lest one stalk lost. One of the most powerful sicfor reaping this spiritual harvest is preaching of the gospel. II the sichava a rosewood handle, and it be orned with precious stones, and yet it ,ot bring down the grain, it is not of a sickle, and preaching amounts nothing unless it harvests souls for

Shall we preach philosophy? The lph Waldo Emersons could beat us ^Ithat. Shall we preach science? The ssizes could beat us at that. The inister of Jesus Christ with weakest going forth in earnest prayer, and ielding this sickle of the gospel, ehall the harvest all around him waiting !ar the angel sheaf binders. Oh, this arvest of souls 1 I notice in the fields at the farmer did not stand upright hen he gathered the grain. I noticed had to stoop to bis work, and I noiced in order to bind the sheaves the etter he had to put his knee upon them, tad as we go forth in this work for 3od we cannot stand upright in our betoric and our metaphysics and our dition. We have to stoop to our ork. Aye, we have to put our knee to it or we will never gather sheaves for

Lord's garner. Peter swung that eon the day of Pentecost, and 8,000 ires came in. Richard Baxter swung it sickle at Kidderminster, and Mcieyne at Dundee, and vast multitudes into the kingdom of our God.

Teach All Nations.

Oh, this is a mighty gospel! It capnot only John the lamb, but Paul

tHe lion. Men may' gnash theft teeth at it, and clinch their fists, but it is the power of God and the wisdom of God unto salvation. But, alas, if it is only preached in pulpits and on Sabbath days! We must go forth into our stores, our shops, our banking houses, our factories and the streets, and everywhere preach Christ. We stand in our pulpits for 2 hours on the Sabbath and commend Christ to the people, but there are 168 hours in the week, and what are the 2 hours on the Sabbath against tho 166? Oh, there comes down the ordination of God this day upon all the people, men who toil with head and hand and foot—the ordination comes upon iUl merchants, upon all mechanics, upon all toilers, and God says to you as he says to me: "Go, teach all nations. He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved, and he that believeth not shall be damned." Mighty gospel, let the whole earth hear it! The story of Christ is to regenerate the nations, it is to eradicate all wrong, it is to turn the earth into a paradise. An old artist painted the "Lord's Supper," and he wanted the chief attention directed to the face of Christ. When he invited his friends in to criticise the picture, they admired the chalices more than they did the face, and the old artist said, "This picture is a failure," and he dashed out the picture of the cups, and said: "I shall have nothing to detract from the face of the Lord. Christ is the all of this picture."

Power of Christian Song.

Another powerful sickle for the reaping of this harvest is Christian song. I know in many churches the whole work is delegated to a few people standing in the organ loft. But, my friends, as others cannot repent for us and others cannot die for us, we cannot delegate to others the work of singing for us. While a few drilled artists shall take the chants and execute the more skillful music, when tho hymn is given out let there be hundreds and thousands of voices uniting in the acclamation. On the way to grandeurs that never cease and glories that never die let us sing. At the battle of Lutzen a general came to the king and said: "Those soldiers are singing as they are going into battle. Shall I stop them?" "No," said the king, "men that can sing like that can fight. Oh, the power of Christian song! When I argue here, you may argue back. The argument you make against religion may be more skillful than the argument I make in behalf of religion. But who can stand before the pathos of some uplifted song like that which we sometimes sing:

Show pity, Lord O Lord, forgive! Let a repenting rebel live! Aro not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee?

Another mighty sickle for the reaping of the gospel harvest is prayer. What does God do with our prayers? Does he go on the battlements of heaven and throw them off No. What do you do with gifts given you by those who love you very much? You keep them with great sacredness. And do you suppose God will take our prayers, offered in the sincerity and love of our hearts, and scatter them to the winds? Oh, no I He will answer them all in some way. Oh, what a mighty thing prayer is! It is not a long rigmarole of "ohs" and "ahs" and "for ever and ever, amens." It is a breathing of the heart into the heart of God. Oh, what a mighty thing prayer is! Elijah with it reached up to the clouds and shook down the showers. With it John Knox shook Scotland. With it Martin Luther shook the earth. And when Philipp Melanclithon lay sick unto death, as many supposed, Martin Luther came in and said, "Philipp, we can't spare you "Oh, "said he, "Martin, you must let me go. I am tired of persecution and tired of life. I want to go to be with my God." "No," said Martin Luther, "you shall not go: you must take this food, and then I will pray for you." "No, Martin," said Melaiichtbon, "you must let me go." Martin Luther said, "You take this food or I will excommunicate you." He took the food, and Martin Luther knelt down and prayed as only he could pray, aud convalescence came,and Martin Luther went back and said to his friends, "God has saved the life of Philipp Melanchthon in direct answer to my prayer." Oh, the power of prayer! Have you tested it?

Prayer Has Its Echo.

Dr. Prime of New York, in his beautiful book entitled "Around the World," described a mausoleum in India which it took 20,000 men 22 years to build— that and the buildings surrounding—and he says: "Standing in that mausoleum and uttering a word, it is eohoed back from a height of 150 feet not an ordinary echo, but a prolonged music, as though there were angels hovering in the air." And every word of earnest prayer we utter has an echo, not from the marble cupola of an earthly mausoleum, but from the heart of God and from the wings of angels as they hover, crying, "Behold, he prays!" Oh, test it? Mighty sickle for reaping this gospel harvest, the sickle of prayer!

It does not make so much difference about the posture you take, whether you sit, stand or kneel, or lie on your face, or in your physical agonies lie on your back. It does not make any difference about the physical posture, as was shown in a hospital, when the chaplain said as he looked over the beds of the suffering: "Let all those wounded men here who would like to be prayed for lift the hand!' Some lifted two hands others lifted one hand some with hands amputated could only lift the stump of the arm. One man, both his arms amputated, could give no signal except to say, "Me! Me!" Oh, it does not make any difference about the rhetoric of your prayers it does not make any difference about the posture it does not make any difference whether you can lift a hand or have no hand to lift. God is ready to hear you. Prayer is answered. God is waiting to respond. "Lift up your eyes upon the fields, for they are white already to harvest!" How many have you reaped for God? Do you ask me how many I have reaped fjr God? I cannot say. Now can you

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say how many ybu have reaped? mope there axe some who have been brought into the kingdom of God through your instrumentality. Have there not been? Not one? You, a man 85, 40, 50 years of age and not one? I see souls coming up to glory. Here is a Sunday school teacher bringing 10 or 15 souls. Here is a tract distributer bringing in 40 or 50 souls. Here is a man you never heard of who has been very useful in bringing souls to God. He comes with 150 souls. They are the sheaves of his harvest. How many have you brought? Not one —can it be? What will God say? What will the angels say? Better crouch down in gome corner of heaven and never show yourself. Oh, that harvest is to be reaped now! And that is this instant! Why not be reaped for God this hour?

The Tooch of Divine Grace.

"Oh," says some man, "I have been going on the wrong road for 30, 40 or 50 years. I have gone through the whole catalogue of crime and must first get myself fixed up." Ah, you will never get yourself fixed up until Christ takes you in charge. You get worse and worse until he comes to the rescue. "Not the righteous—sinners Jesus came to call." So, you see, I take the very worst case there is. If there is a man here who feels he is all right in heart and life, I am not talking to him, for be is probably a hypocrite. I will talk to him some other time. But if there is a man who feels himself all wrong, to him I address myself. Though you be wounded in the hands and wounded in the feet and wounded in the head and wounded in the heart, and though the gangrene of eternal death be upon you, one drop of the elixir of divine life will cure your soul. Though you be soaked in evil indulgences, though your feet have gone in unclean places, though you have companioned with the abandoned and the lost, one touch of divine grace will save your soul.

I do not say that you will not have struggles after that. Oh, no! But they will be a different kind of struggle. You go into that battle and all hell is against you, and you are alone, and you fight and you fight, weaker and weaker and weaker, until at last you fall and the powers of darkness trample on your soul. But in the other case you go into the battle and you fight stronger and stronger and stronger, until the evil propensity goes down and you get the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Oh, come out of your sins! Have you not been bruised with sin long enough? Have you not carried that load long enough? Have you not fought that battle long enough

A Pardoning God.

I rattle the gates of your sepulcher today. I take the trumpet of the gospel and blow the long, loud blast. Roland went into battle. Charlemagne's army had been driven back by the three armies of the Saracens, and Roland, in almost despair, took up the trumpet and blew three blasts in one of the mountain passes, and under the power of those three blasts the Saracens recoiled and fled in terror. But history says that when he had blown the third blast, Roland's trumpet broke.

I take this trumpet of tho gospel and blow the first blast, "Whosoever will." I blow the second blast, "Seek ye the Lord while he may be found." I blow the third blast, "Now is the accepted time." But the trumpet does not break it was handed down by our forefathers to us, and we will hand it down to our children, that after we are dead they may blow the trumpet, telling the world that we have a pardoning God, a loving God, a sympathetic God, and that more to him than the throne on which he sits is the joy of seeing a prodigal put his finger on the latch of his father's house.

I invite any one the most infidel, any one the most atheistic, I invite him into tho kingdom of God with just as much heartiness as those who have for 50 years been under the teaching of the gospel and believed it all. When I was living in Philadelphia, a gentleman told me of a scene in which he was a participant. In Callowhill street, in Philadelphia, there had been a powerful meeting going on for some time, and many were converted, and among others one of the prominent members of the worst elubhouse in that city. The next night the leader of that clubhouse, the president of it, resolved that he would endeavor to get his comrade away. He came to the door, and before he entered he heard a Christian song, and under its power his soul was agitated. He went in and asked for prayer. Before he came out he was a subject of converting mercy. The next night another comrade went to reclaim the two who had been lost to their sinful circle. He went, and under the power of the Holy Ghost became a changed man, and the work went on until they were all saved and the infamous clubhouse disbanded. Oh, it is a mighty gospel! Though you came here a child of sin, you can go away a child of grace, you can go away singing:

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found—

Was blind, but now I see. Faith First

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Last.

Oh, give up your sins! Mqst of your life is already gone. Your children are going on the same wrong road. Why do you not Etop? "This day is salvation come to thy house.'' Why not this moment look up into the face of Christ and say:

Just as I am, without one plea But that tliy blood was shed for me, And that thou bid'st me cuino to thee— O Lamb of God, I come, I come I $

God is going to save you. You aro going to be among tho shining ones. After the toils of life are over, you are going up to the everlasting rest, you are going up to join your loved ones, departed parents and departed children. "Oh, my God," says some man, "how can I come to thee? I am so far off. Who will help me, I am so weak? It seems such a great undertaking." Oh, my brother, it is a great undertaking It is so great you cannot accomplish it, but Christ can do the work. He will correct your heart and he will correct your life. "Oh," you say, "I will stop profanity." That will not save you. "Oh," you lay, "1 will stop Sabbath breaking."

That will not save you. There Is only one door into the kingdom of God, and that is faith only one ship that, sails for heaven, and that is faith. Faith the first step, the second step, the hundredth step, the thousandth step, the last step. By faith we enter the kingdom. By faith we keep in. In faith we die. Heaven a reward of faith. The earthquake shook down the Philippian dungeon. The jailer said, "What shall I do?" Some of you would say, "Better get out of the place before the walls crush you." What did the apostle say? "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved." "Ah," you say, "there's the rub." What is faith? Suppose you were thirsty, and I offered you this glass of water, and you believed I meant to give it to you, and you came up and took it. Yon exercise faith. You believe I mean to keep my promise. Christ offers you the water of everlasting life. You take it. That is faith.

Enter into the kingdom of God. En-

ter now. The door of life is set wide open. I plead with you by the bloody sweat of Gethsemane and the death groan of Golgotha, by cross and crown, by Pilate's courtroom and Joseph's sepulcher, by harps and chains, by kingdoms of light and realms of darkness, by the trumpet of the archangel that shall wake the dead, and by the throne of the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb, that you attend now to the things of eternity. Oh, what a sad thing it will be if, having come so near heaven, we miss it! Oh, to have come within sight of the shining pinnacles of the city and not have entered! Oh, to have been so near we have seen the mighty throng enter, and we not joining them Angels of God, fly this way! Good news for you tell the story among the redeemed on high! If there be one there especially longing for our salvation, let that one know it now. We put down our sorrows. Glory be to God for such a hope, for such a pardon, for such a joy, for such a heaven, for such a Christ!

Your Story and Your Poetry.

It would be irreverent to say that Mr. Alfred Austin's method of introducing his poetry into its setting of prose at all resembles the method adopted by the members of Mr. Vincent Crummies' company, but there is a certain ingeniousness in his manner of so doing that almost allows of comparison. For instance, the poet is warned of bad news by Lamia: "'What may that be:' he inquired. 'Your elm, your favorite elm, is uprooted, and lies prostrate on the ground.' 'I know it,' he said, 'and knew it three days ago indeed, on the very afternoon of its fall.' 'Three days ago! Then yon have had time to write a mournful poem on the catastrophe.' 'I have written a poem,'he said, 'on my dear old elm. But you yourself shall judge if it be mournful.' There it is! "Cue for the band." "You yourself shall judge," and off he goes, or, as the chronicler puts it, "Whereupon herecited to us the following lines."—London Spectator.

A Word to Canting Critics of Hard Work.

There is a great deal of advice given by writers and preachers to contemporary professional and business men which is of the nature of cant something, that is, which its authors talk from a tradition that it ought to be said, but which they, as well as the advised, show by their disregard of it in actual life that they do not really believe, or think ought to be believed. We are told that we ought not to work so hard ought not to put such a strain upon ourselves ought to make our ideals simpler and easier of attainment ought not to want so much ought, as The British Medical Journal once said, to "take a little more care not to kill ourselves for the sake of living."

There are silly extremes of overwork, and tragic ones, like a mania, which no one would seek to justify. They are generally to be condemned on other grounds than that they risk life. But, as a rule, the multitude of men in professional and business pursuits, whose intensity of work excites these homilies, are working, according to their lights, for ends for which tho unsparing use of their lives is justifiable and even praiseworthy or, in the rarer cases in which they are doing it because they cannot help themselves, are aiding a civilization which, in spite of our moments of despondency and rebellion, we all know is higher and better with all the amenities and refinements it accumulates.— Scribner's.

Bravery of the Russian Troops.

In spite of the enemy's numerical inferiority Napoleon had been thwarted at Eylau by the weather, by the unsurpassed bravery of the Russian soldiers and by the able tactics of Bennigsen. The latter had not been worsted in the arbitrament of arms, yet the emperor'B character for resolution and energy had virtually defeated the Russians, and had given him not only a technical but a real victory.—Professor Sloane in Century* a-V

There is always a certain awkwardness when a poet, even a poet covered with a transparent veil of fiction, introduces his own compositions and recites them aloud. We are irresistibly reminded of a scene in "Nicholas Nickleby," where the hero is trying his 'prentice hand on a sentimental drama, and is told by his brother actors that he must introduce a dance for the phenomenon. I "Upon my word I don't, see how it's to be done," says Nicholas bur, the trage- I dian says it is obviously easy tho distressed lady, having been urged to rouse herself by the faithful servant,announces that she will learn to suffer with fortitude. "Do you remember that dance, my honest friend, which, in happier days, you practiced with this sweet angel? It never failed to calm my spirits then. Oh, let me see it once again before I die!" "There it is—cue for the band, 'before I die'—and off they go. That's the regular thing isn't it, Tommy?" "That's it," replied Mr. Folair. "The distressed lady, overpowered by old recollections, faints at the end of tho dance, and you close in with a picture."

P®

Thieves enterea the score of Hi. f. Mendenhall at Napoleon, O., and carried away a quantity of merchandise and about $200 in cash. Bloodhounds were put on their track, and after following it for several miles lost the scent.

The cornerstone of the new Masonic Temple at Logansport, Ind., was laid with appropriate ceremonies. Tipton lodge, No. 33, and Orient, No. 272, will erect the building, and it will bo the finest structure of its size in the state.

At St. Lo is, Barbara Kossel, a pretty German girl about 19 years old, yesterday shot aud ki, .ed John Rohlfing, her lover, and then with the same weapon, a cheap revolver of 32-calibcr, llred a bullet into her own brain, dying instantly.

William H. Hugitt, the 22-year-old son of Marvin Hugitt, president of the Chicago and Northwestern railroad, shot aud killed hims If at his father's home on Prairie avenue in Chicago Saturday night. No cause known for tho rash act.

A sensation has been caused at Mobile by the arrest of Henry David Hearn, a leading ligi.c in the Baptist church, who is accused of causing the death of his wife by administ ition of nitric acid, .Viicli lie had obtained from a local physician for alleged analytical purposes.

William Rugenstein of Indianapolis, night watchman at the Pine street railroad crossing, believes that Johu Breen, who was found dead at the crossing Thursday night, was not killed by a train, but was murdered by a companion. He saw the two men fighting.

Mrs. Laura Faas, Sadie Conroy and ^Tallies Richardson were badly injured by an explosion of gasoliue in a Pullman car at Pittsburg. The women were cleaning the carpets in the car with gasoline when the can wa* accidentally set ou fire. Richardson was the porter of the car.

After being out 30 hours the jury in the case of Frede:ick Day, president of the Plankinton bank, at Milwaukee, brought in a verdict of acquittal. The bank failed early in the panic of 1S93, and Day was charged with receiving deposits after the bank was known to be insolvent.

Emilc Davis was hanged at Linn, Mo., Saturday for the murder of Frank Henderson, his sister's sweetheart, in January. 1894, by administering strychnine in a drink of whisky. Davis died protesting his innocence. His parents ivfused the body. This was the iirst hanging in Osage county in the history of the state.

Mrs. Eliza J. Nicholson, proprietress of the New Orleans Picayune, died at her home in that city Saturday. She was suffering from the grip when her husband died, a week ago, and the sad event so shattered her system that the disease developed into congestion of the lungs, and without strength to light off the attack, she sank rapidly into the final sleep.

Tho so-called May brick committee at London, an organization ul for the purpose of working in behalf of the pardon of Mrs. Florence Maybrick, confined in Woking prison on conviction of poisoning her husband, has submitted an exhaustive presentation of their case to the home secretary, presenting new and important matters for his consideration.

Coroner Arbuckle of Cleveland, has I'cndeivd a decision holding the Canton Wrought Iron Bridge company of Canton, O., criminally responsible for the collapse of the Akron, Bedford and Cleveland electic railway bridge across Tinker's creek, which fell about a month ago, and in which an electric car was precipitated 75 feet into the creek. Two men were killed and another badly injured.

D. Willis James of New York has offered £25.000 towards paying the debt of the American board of commissioners of foreign missions. The gift is to be made on conditions that the $5,000 additional be subscribed before March 1. The board members are making a determined effort to carry out the conditions of the offer. The $9 ),( 00 has been apportioned as follows: *35.01)0 to Boston. $30,0j0 to New York, aud $35.0. 0 to Chicago.

Following the alignment of the private banking linn of Kopperl & Company, which occurred .t.* Friday afternoon, Alexander Kopperl, the banker at 571 South Canal street, Chicago, closed his doors. The news of the closing of his son's bank spread quickly, and the depositors, mostly small tradesmen, started a run on Alexander Kopperl's bank, forcing the assignment. No statement as to assets and liabilities has been tiled.

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Trains leave Cambridge at. 17 05 a. m. ir.d 12 OOP-

for Kushville, -flu'loyvillc, Co-

iiunbus and intormediato stations. Arrive .""nmbridgo City i12• 30 and +6• 35 PJOSEPH WOOD, E. A.. FORD,

General Manager, ita'val Passenger Ageni

10-20-95-R Pittsburgh, Pen_\-

For time cards, rates of fare, through ticket s, baL'sage checks and further Information ro -ai ding the running of trains apply to any Asrent of the Pennsylvania Lines.

Fire in a Tenement House.

London, Feb. 17.—A number of horrible accidents occurred at afire early Sunday morning in a tenement, house at 7 Church street, Soho, behind the Palace theater of varieties. Five children and three adults were burned to death. One man jumped from a -window and was impaled upon the railing of a fence. He was removed to a hospital in a dying condition from his injuries. Several other persons escaped from the burning building with the greatest difficulty with burned faqps and hands,

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