Indianapolis Recorder, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 February 1901 — Page 2
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THE DUMB DEVIL
STILL TOO OFTEN EXISTS AMONG RELIGIOUS PEOPLE.
Silence Not Always Golden When There Are Kvlla to Denounce—He Ready to Defend Chrlatlanlty—Dr. Ta Image's Sermon.
In this discourse Dr. Talmage calls for a more demonstrative religion and a hearty speaking out on the right side of everything; text, Mark ix, 26, “Thou dumb and deaf spirit, I charge thee,
eome out of him.”
Here was a case of great domestic anguish. The son of the household was possessed of an evil spirit, which among other things paralyzed his tongue and made him speechless. When the influence was on the patient he could not say a word—articulation was impossible. The spirit that captured this member of the household was a dumb spirit—so called by Christ —a spirit abroad to-day and as lively and potent as in New Testament times. Yet, in all the realms of sermonology, I can not And a discourse concerning this devil which Christ charged upon in my text, saying, “Come out of him.” Against this dumb devil of the text I put you on your guard. Do not think Unit this agent of evil has put his blight on those who by omission of the vocal organs have had the golden gates of speech bolted and barred. Among those who have never spoken a word are the most gracious aud lovely and talented souls that were ever Incarnated. The chaplains of the asylums for Ibe dumb can tell you enclumtiiig stories of those who never (billed the name of father or mother or child, and many of the most devout and prayerful souls will never in this world speak the
name of (iod or Christ.
There has been apotheosization of silence. Some one has said silence is golden, aud sometimes the greatest triumph is to keep your mouth shut. But sometimes silence is a crime and the direct result of the baleful influeuc2 of the dumb devil of our text. There is hardly a man or woman who has not.been present, on some occasion when the Christian religion became a target for raillery. Perhaps it was over in the store some day when there was not much going on and the clerks were in a group, or it was in the factory at the noon spell, or it was out on the farm under the trees while you were resting, or it was in the clubroom, or it was in a social circle, or it was in the street on the way home from business, or it was on some occasion which you remember without my describing it- Some one got the laugh on the Bible and caricatured the profession of religion as hypocrisy or made a pun out of something that Christ said. The laugh started, and you joined in, and not one word of protest did you utter. What kept you silent? Modesty? No. Incapacity to answer? ' No. It was a blow on both your lips by the wing of the dumb devil. Oh. friends, better load up with a few interrogation points. You can not afford to be silent when (lod and the Bible and the things of eternity are assailed. Your silence gives consent to the bombardment of yqur Father's house. You allow a slur to be cast on your mother’s dyin^r piUyw, In behalf in' the viuist, who for you went through the agonies of assassination on the rock bluff back of Jerusalem, you dared not face a sickly joke. Better load up with a few questions, so that next time you will be ready. During the cotton famine in Lancashire, England, when the suffering was something terrific, as the first wagon load of cotton rolled in the starving people unhooked the horses and drew the load themselves, singing until all Lancashire joined in with triumphant voices, their cheeks sopping with tears. “Praise God, from whom all blessings flow’.” When Commodore Perry, with his warship, the Mississippi, lay off the coast of Japan, he bombarded the shores with “Old Hundredth” played by the marine band. Glorious “Old Hundredth,” composed by William Franc, of Germany! In a war prison at 10 o'clock at night, the poor fellows far from home and wounded and sick and dyjug, one prisoner started the “Old Hundredth Doxology,” and then a score of voices joined, then all the prisoners on all the floors took up fhe acclaim until the building, from foundation to top stone, fairly quaked with the melodious ascription. A British man-of-war lying off a foreign coast heard a voice singing that doxology and immediately guessed and guessed aright that there was an Englishman in captivity to the Mohammedans, and in the small boats the sailors rowed to shore and burst into a guardhouse and set the captive free. I do not know what tune the trumpets of resurrection shall play, but it may la? the doxology which is now sounding across Christendom. IIow r much more hearty we-would be in our songs and how easily we could drive Imck the dumb devil from all our worshiping assemblages- if we could realize that nearly all our hymns have a stirrfhg history. That glorious hymn. •Stand Fp For Jesus.” was suggested
Lover of My Soul.” But At kibe end of the first verse the voice became very •feeble, and at the end of the second verse It stopped, and they went up and found Tom, the drummer boy, leaning against a stump and dead. That hymn, “O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing,” was suggested to Charles Wesley by Peter Bohler, who, after his conversion, said, “I had better keep silent about it.” “No,” said ■Wesley. “If you had 10,000 tongues, you had better use them for Christ” And then that angel of hymnology penned the wtxrds: “Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer’s praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace! “Jesus, the name that calms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears; "Tis life and health and peace.” While much of the modern music is a religious doggerel, a* consecrated nonsense, a sacred imbecility, I would like to see some great musician of our time lift the baton and marshal Luther’s Judgment Hymn, Yarmouth, Dundee, Ariel, Brattlestreet, Uxbridge, Fleyel’s Hymn, Harwell, Antioch, Mount Pisgah and Coronation, with a few regiments of mighty tunes made In our own time, and storm Asia. Africa and America for the kingdom of God. But the first thing to do is to drive out the dumb devil of the text from all our churches: Do not, how’ever, let us lose ourselves iu generalities. Not one of us but has had our lives sometimes touched by the evil spirit of the text— this aw’ful dumb devil. We had just one opportunity of saying a Christian word that might have led a man or woman into a Christian life. The opportunity was fairly .put before us. The word of invitation or consolation or warning came to the inside gate of the mouth, but there it halted. Some hindering power locked fhe jaws together so that they did not open. The tongue lay flat and still in the bottom of the mouth as though struck w’ith paralysis. We were mute. Though God had given us the physiological apparatus for speech and our lungs were tilled with air which, by the command of our will, could have made the laryngeal muscles move and the vocal organs vibrate, w’e were wickedly and fatally silent. For all time and eternity we missed our chance. Or It was a prayer meeting, and the service was thrown open for prayer and remarks, and there was a dead halt—everything silent as a graveyard at midnight. Indeed, it was a graveyard ami midnight. An embarrassing pause took place that put a wet blanket on all the meeting. Men, bold enough on business exchange or in worldly circles, shut their eyes as though they were praying in silence, but they were not praying at all. They were busy hoping somebody else would do his duty^ The women flushed under the awful flutter and made their fans more rapidly flutten Some brother, with no cold, coughed, by that sound trying to till up the time, and the meeting was slain. But what killed it? The dumb devil. This is the way I account for the fact that the stupidest places on earth are some prayer meetings. I do not see how a man keeps any grace if he regularly attends them. They are ?piritual refrigerators. But do not let the world deride the church because of all . this, for the dumb devil is just as conspicuous in the world. The great political ptftfies assemble at the proper time to build platforms for the candidates to stand on. A committee of each party is ap pointed to make the platform. After proi>or deliberation the committees come in with a ringing report, “whereas” and “whereas” and “whereas. ’ Pronuneinmentos all shaped with the one idea of getting the most votes. All expression in regard to the great moral evils of the country ignored. No expression in behalf of temperate living, for that would lose the vote of the liquor traffic. No expression in regard to the universal attempt at the demolition of the Lord’s day. No recognition of God in the history of nations, for that would lose the vote of atheists. But “whereas” aud “whereas” and "whereas.” Nine cheers will lie given for the platform. The dumb devil of the text puts one wing over the one platfonri and the other wing over tne other platform. Those great conventions are opened with prayer by their chaplains. If they avoided platitudes and told the honest truth in their prayers, they would say: • "O Lord, we want to be postmasters and consuls and foreign ministers and' United States district attorneys. For that we are here and for that we will strive till the election next November. Give us office or we die. Forever and ever, Amen.” , The world, to say the least, is -no better than the church on this subject of silence at the wrong time. In other words, is it not time for Christianity to become pronounced and aggressive as never before? Take sides for God ami sobriety aud righteousness. “If fhe Lord be God, follow him; if Baal, then follow |nm.” Have you opportunity of relinking a sin? Rebuke it. Have you a chance to cheer a disheartened soul? Cheer it. Have you a
by the last words of Dudley Tyng. who | useful word to speak? Speak it.
was dying from having his right arm lorn off by a thrashing machine. That hymn. “What a Friend Wo have in^ Jesus." heard through a telephone, converted aif* obdurate soul. “Shall We <lntrier at the River?” was a hymn first sung in Brooklyn Prospect Park at the children s May anniversary and tin n started to encircle the world. “Where Is My Wandering Boy Tonight?” is a song that lias saved hundreds of dissipated young men. Tom. the drummer hoy in the army, was found crying, and an officer asked him what was the matter. “Oh,” he said. “I had a dream last night. My sister died ten years ago. and my mother never was herself again, and she died soon after. Last night I dreamed I was killed in battle and that mother and sister came down to meet me.” After the next battle was over some one crossing the field beard a voice that he recognized as the voice of Tom, the drummer boy, singing, “Jesus,
Be out and out, up and down for righteousness. If your ship is afloat on the Pacific ocean of God’s mercy, hang out your colors from the mast head. Show your passport if you have one. Do not smuggle your soul into tlie harbor of heaven. Speak out for God! Close up the chapter of lost opportunities, and open a new chapter. Before you get to the door on your way out shake hands with some one, and ask him to join you on the road to heaven. Do not. drive up to heaven in a two-wheeled “sulky” with room only for one and that yourself, but get the biggest gospel wagon you can find, and pile if full of friends aud neighbors, and shout till they hear you all up and down the skies, “Come with us, and we will do you good, for the Lord hath promised good concerning Israel.” The opportunity for good, which you may consider insignificant may be tremendous for results, as when on the sea Captain Haldane swore at the
•hip’s crew with an oath that wished them all in perdition, and a Scotch sailor touched Ms cap and said, “Captain, God bears prayer, and we would be badly off If your wish were answered.” Captain Haldane was convicted by the sailor’s remark and converted and became the means of the salvation of his brother Robert, who had been an infidel, and then Robert became a minister of the gospel, and under his ministry the godless Felix Neff became the world-renowned missionary of the cross, and the worldly Merle d’Aubigne became the author of “The History of the Reformation” and will be the glory of the church for all ages. Perhaps you may do as much as the Scotch sailor who Just tipped his cap and used one broken sentence by which the earth and the heavens are still resounding with potent Influences. Do something for God, and do it right away or you will never do it at all. Time flies away fast, “The while we never remember; How soon our life here Grows old with the year That dies with the next December!”
FED THE MINK.
Fish in the Low Streams Furnished Food for F'ur-Bearing Animals.
“It is truly an 111 wind that blows good to no one,” remarked a skin buyer for one of the big fur houses of the city, according to the New York Times. “Take last summer’s drouth for in-, stance. It resulted badly In the crops of farmers up in New England, where I have been scouring the country fof a couple of weeks past. M?n who have a liking for fly fishing bewailed the lack of rain, for the streams ran dry and trout perished by hundreds in some of the mountain streams. On the' other hand, the drought was a good thing for the hunters and trappers that I have to deal with. They have found that the few mink they have caught this year have an unusually rotund appearance. They are as fat as butter. and the fur is better in texture and longer and thicker than it has been for years. Country- weather prophets* will tell you that this is because we are going to have a winter of unusual severity. There may l>e something in that; I won’t deny it. But when it comes down to hard facts the reason for the better fur on the mink is due to the fact that the animals have had better feeding than they have had for years past. They are great fish eaters. With the trout streams reduced to mere ribbons of water, the big trout all went to the deep pools and be-* came prisoners there. With plenty of water to move about in. a trout is abundantly able to take care of itself as against the mink. But, imprisoned in the pools, the mink had the trout at his mercy, and the mink that has not had all the trout he wanted this summer has been a lazy beast. They have been able to simply gorge themselves. and that is why the mink are so fat and sleek this fall. I think the catch of mink skins this winery when the season is really on, will be the finest we have bad in a long time. So, you see. the drought worked well for my business, even though it was a little hard on the farmer and fisherman.”
THE BLUEBEARD LEGEND. ■ \ It is Not an Asiatic Story, as Generally Believed, Bat Originated at St. Thomas, D. W. I.
If we buy the Danish West Indies we will get in fee simple one of the oldest and most Widely known of’ legends—that of Bluebeard. It is not an Asiatic story, as most of the tellers make it. nor a French one, as the rest do, but belongs to St. Thomas and the town of Charlotte Amalie, as the principal city on the island is officially named. The real story is quite different from the one in the highly colored picture books, and makes out Bluebeard to be a better sort of a man. In' reality he and his brother-in-law. Blackboard, were pirates who had discovered the possibilities of St. Thomas as a base of operations against the Spanish treasure galleons, ami settled ,there, dividing the dominion of the island between them and each building a strong castle for the protection of his ships and followers. Each fellow ran his business independently, only joining together when some job came up too big for one. Mrs. Bluebeard was the sister of Blackboard and a lady of a very jealous disposition. Any lady 'in the settlement whom she suspected of attracting Bluebeard’s attention was sure to succumb in some mysterious way to the climate and be fitted with a headstone in the neighboring cemetery. As there were none too many women on the island at best Bluebeard had to restrain his wife, and he started in to do so by cutting off her own hetfd. It was then that she sent Sister Ann up into the tower to signal her brother Blackboard, who arrived just in the nick of time. Probably he only wanted some excuse for getting rid of his brother-in-law and'grabbing his estate. The moral in the commonly received story seems to be that ladies should restrain their curiosity about theit husband’s .previous love affairs and that husbands should repress their tendency to snap off their wives’ heads to a reasonable number, say seven or eight. If Bluebeard had been content with decapitating eight wives no one would have interfered with his family affairs. though the neighborhood might have thought he was getting more than his share of marriageable girls. But there does not seem to be any moral at all to the St. Thomas story.—National Tribune.
Her Burdens. “Mrs. Bunk won’t let her daughter get married.” “Why not?” “She says she has her own husband and two sons to look after and she can’t have another man around.”
. The Turkey on Croquettes. I don’t mind being eaten in a rational national way. But I don’t like that French title w.h«E they chop me up next day.
FATE AND I. Wise men tell me thou, O Fate, Art Invincible and great. Well, I own thy prowess; still Dare I flout thee, with my will. Thou canst shatter in a span All the earthly pride of man. Outward things thou canst control, But stand back—I rule my soul! Death? ’Tis such a little thing— Scarcely worth thy mentioning. What has death to do with me. Save to set my spirit free? Something in me dwells, O Fate, That can rise and dominate. Loss, and sorrow, and disaster. How, then. Fate, art thou my master? In the great primeval morn My immortal Will was born. Part of that stupendous Cause Which conceived the Solar Laws— Lit the suns and filled the seas, Royalest of pedigrees. That great Cause was Love, th$ Source, Who most loves has most of Force. He who harliors hate one hour Saps the soul of Peace and Power. He who will not hate his foe Need not dread life’s hardest blow. In the realm of brotherhood. Wishing no man aught but good. Naught but good can come to me. This is Love’s supreme decree. Since I bar my door to hate. What have I to fear, O Fate? Since I fear not—Fate. I vow, I the ruler am, not thou! —Ella Wheeler*' Wilcox, in the New York Journal.
A PATHETIC INCIDENT.
Remarkable Story of Religious Prejudice and Fanaticism and Its Results.
A very remarkable story was told by Senator Vest, of Missouri, a day or two ago. “The most pathetic scene I ever witnessed in my life,” said he, “was the outcome of a very singular and curious condition of affairs. Up in British North America there was a tribe of Indians under the control of native sorcerers, and practicing all manners of savage rites. Among other things, these Indians were cannibals. A Scotchman named Duncan went among them, and at the risk of his own life civilized them. He taught them every dogma of our religion except the Lord's Supper. His great work had been to win them from cannibalism, to teach them that capturing and then roasting.and devouring human being was barbarous, He was, therefore afraid to acquaint them with the sacrament of Hie Lord’s Supper, because they would, in turn, ask him why it was wrong to eat each other and yet a part of religion to eat their (iod. He. doubted his ability to explain the matter satisfactorily to their untutored minds, and so. for fear that they would regard him as an impostor and return to /their barbarous ways, be let the matter rest. “This was not satisfactory.” continued Senator Vest, as lie told the story, “to the governor of the province of Vancouver or Hie bishop of the English church, both of whom. demanded that he should either administer the sacrament or else give up Ids lay ministry in the church, Duncan explained the reasons which had actuated him. but they were not accepted as sufficient. lie appealed to the highest authorities of the Church of England and was overruled. lie went back to his Indians and asked them if they would accompany him to Alaska, where they could he under a flag that guaranteed religious freedom. Almost the entire tribe of 1,200 Indians decided to follow him. “When I was there the Indians were taking the doors from off their houses, the sashes from their windows, and their scanty furniture from their rooms, preparatory to sailing away in their great canoes, in order to start life over again in a new country. It was, as I have said, the most pathetic scene I ever witnessed. It was more than this,” added Senator Vest, speaking with almost vehement emphasis. “It was the most conspicuous example of religious prejudice and fanaticism I have ever known.”—Louisville Courier-Journal.
Forgot the March of Time. A dispatch'from London says: “The proprietors of the •Nineteenth Century Magazine’ have apparently forgotten that the march of time was making the present title of their periodical inappropriate. and consequently lacking the foresight to register the title of •Twentieth Century.’ which has been snapped up. the magazine will be henceforth entitled the ‘Nineteenth Century and After.’ “On the title page will be reproduced a Janus-like head adapted from a Greek coin of Tenedos. by Sir Edward Poynter. president of the Royal Academy. The head, which looks to the left, is that of a bearded man. Alongside of it iu Roman numerals is the figure XIX. Ou the other side, looking to the right, is the head of a young woman, with the numeral XX beside it.”
President Hadley has lately defined bow, in his opinion, the matter of coeducation is related to a woman’s best aevelopment. Concerning collegiate training in general, he holds that the thing which makes college life of great value to the citizenship of a country Is that men and women who come under its influence get a larger acquaintance with different types of human character and with different lines of Ihuman thought as exemplified by living people. According to President Hadley, coeducation lias Its place in the scheme W a woman’s development, but this is attained only after the paramount necessity of collegiate training—the life —has been realized and the student ’Undertakes preparation for her special work in the world. That is, when the itudent reaches a stage where the training Is technical and special rather than general, the need no longer exists for the separate education of men lud women. In connection with President Hadley’s theory of education, it is interesting to note what is the practice of women. Co-education attracts them least among all educational opportunities: co-ordinate education comes next In favor, bih most popular is the separate college for women. The average number of women students in the three classes of colleges is: co-eduea-lional, 48.4; affiliated, 192.8; and in independent women’s colleges, 331.91; or for every one woman who seeks co-ed-ucation, four prefer education on the co-ordinate plan and nearly eight choose rather the exclusive relation of the separate women’s institution. On the whole, the tendency of women seeking higher education appears to lie to separate themselves from men in institutions entirely adjusted to their special needs. The reaction against co-education which is manifest in various places—either by excluding or limiting women students or by a re sort to co-ordinate education—is doubt less the outcome less of men’s prejit dice than of women’s experience act ing in the matter through the medium of the demand she makes upon col leges.—Harper’s Bazar. Low Rates for Mardi Gras via Big Four Route. Round-trip tickets at very low rates to New Orleans, Mobile and Pensacola, will be on sale from all points on the “Big Four” and D. and U. R. R. on February L2 to 17. 1901, inclusive. (Also on Februirs' 18, for passengers arriving at destination not later than 12:00 noon on February 19.) Tickets will be good for return passage to and including March 7, 1901. Long live Rex! For full information and particulars as to schedules, rates, tickets, etc., call on agents "Big Four” Route, or address the undersigned. WARREN J. LYNCH, . Gen. P*.«s. and Tkt. Agt. W. P. DEPPE, Asst C. P. and T. A., Cincinnati? O.
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How Familiar! What a boy hears oftener than anything else: “Now, you sit down and behave yourself.”—Atchison Globe.
WOMAN’S DEVELOPMENT.
Views of an Eminent Educator on Co-Education and Other Methods.
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