Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 April 1894 — Page 12

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Uli. TAIIA;KS SF.RMO AVA OX OI T OF THR nillt KKILAS.' ?Iore Joy In One Drop of ChrtMlan SatUfartlnn Than In River of Sinful Df 1 1 h I n polrnn, Voltaire und llie Apoitlc l'nul DnnRrr In Dclnr. lillOOKLYN. April l.-Tu th? Bnxklyn Tabernacle this ftrenooii th Rev. Dr. Talma?:'? rrfachcfl to a tronded audience on a subject of unusual interest, as illustrating the pus? taintns irw-r of rHigi"n to thse who are In dally contart with th world, its trials and temptMnsi. The txt rhnwn va.s Psalms Ixviii. 13. "Though ye have lain amors th pots, yet shall ye be as the winps rf a dove -overerl with .ilver and her ftath?rs with yellow gold." I suppose you know what the Israelites flit! ilown in Ksyptian slavery. They made hricks. Amid the utensils of the brickkiln thre were also other utensils of oxikery the kettles, the ts, the pans, with which they prepared their daily food, and when these poor slaves, tirl of the day's work, lay down to rest. thy lay down" anvnjj the Implnents of cookery and the implements of hard work. When they arose in the mornir.p, they found their garments covered with the .lay, and the smoke, and th dust, atai lmirvhf-l ami begrimed with the utensils of cookery, nut after awhile the T.ord broke up that slavery, and He took thee po.r slaves into a land where they had hetter parl. hrisrht and clean and beautiful apparel. No more bricks for them to make. lt Pharaoh make his own bricks. "When Pavid. in my text, conies to descrile the transition of these poor Israelites fron their bondice amid the brickkilns Into the glorious emancipation for which o,l had prepared them, he says. "Tfroug-h ye have lain anums the pots, yet shail ye be as the wines of a dove covered with silver and her feathers with yellow c-dd." Mn n llsiril TanLiuaoIrr, Miss Whately. the author of a celebrated book. "I-ife In Kgypt." said she soni. tini-s saw people in the east cookin:r th ?ir food mi the t-ps of houses, und that she had often seen, just bere sundown, pigrenns and doves which had during the heat of the day been hiding an.onjr the kettles and the pans, with Thich the food was prepared, picking up the crumbs that they rnig-ht find. Jut about the hour of sunset they would spread their winps and II y heavenward, entirely unsoiled by the rt-fjloti in which they had moved, for the pigeon js a very cleanly bird. And as the pigeons flew away the setting sun would throw silver on their winps and gold on their breasts. So you ste it is not a farfetched simile or tin unnatural comparison when David iif my text says t these emancipated Israelites and says to all those who are brought out of any kind of trouble into any kind of spiritual joy, "Though ye have lain among the pots, yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove covered with silver and her feathers with yellow gold." Sin is the hardest of all taskmasters. Worse than Pharaoh, it keps us drudfrIng in a most degrading service, tut after awhile Christ comes and He says, "Let my ieople go." and we pass out from among the brickkilns of sin into the glorious liberty of the gospel. We put on the clean robes of a Christian profession, and when at last we soar away to the warm nest which God has provided for us in heaven we shall go fairer than a dove, its wings covered with silver and its feathers with yellow gold. I am going to preach something which some of you do not believe, and that is that the grandest possible adornment is the religion of Jesus Christ. There are a great many people who suppose that religion is a very different thing from what it really is. The reason men condemn the bible is because they do not understand the bible; they have not properly examined it- rr. Johnson said that Hume told a minister in the bishopric of Durham that he had never particularly examined the new testament, yet all his life was warring against it. llalley. the astronomer, announced his skepticism to Sir Isaac Newton, and Sir Isaac Newton said: "Now, sir. I have examined the subject, and you have not. and I am ashamed that you, professing to be a philosopher, consent to condemn a thing you never have examined." And so many men reject the religion of Jt-sus Christ because they really have never investigated it. They think it something undesirable, something that will not work, something Pecksniffian. something' hypocritical, something repulsive, when it is so bright and so beautiful you might compare it to a robin redbreast, you might compare It to a dove, its wings covered with silver, and its feathers with yellow gold. I'atlit of Peace. Put how is It if a young man Te omes a Christian? All through the club-rooms where he associates, all through the business circles where he is known, there is commiseration. They say: "What a pity that a young man who had such bright pnwpects should so have le-n despoiled by thoe. Christians, giving up all his worldly prospects for something which is of no particular present worth!" Here is a young wonian who becomes a Christiaji; hr voice, her face, her manners thi charm of the drawing-room. Now all through th fashionuMe circles the whisper goes. "What a pity that such a bright light should have be?n extinguished, that such a graceful gait should be crippled, that suehj worldly prosjets should be obliterated!" Ah, my friends, it can. be hown that religion's ways are ways of pleasantness, and that all her paths are peace; that religion, instead of being dark and doleful and lachrymose and repulsive, is bright and beautiful, fairer than a dove, its wings covered with silver and Its feathers with yellow gold. Sf-e, in the first place, what religion will do for a man's heart. I care not hw cheerful a man may naturally im before conversion, conversion brinps him up to a higher standard of cheerfulness. I do not say he will laugh any louder; I do not say but h- may stand back from some ttxrma of hilarity in which he once indulge,, but there comes into his soul an imrreruse satisfaction. A young man not a Christian dexnds upon worldly successes to keep his spirit up. Now he la prospered, now he has a large salary, now he has a beautiful wardrobe, now he has pleasant friends, now be has more money than he knows how to spend everything goes bright and well with him. But trouble oomes there are many young men. In the house this morning who can testify out o.f their own experience that sometimes to young men trouble does come his friends are gone; his salary' 1 gone: his health is gonehe goes down, down. He becomes sour, erosM. queer, misanthropic, blames the world, blames eouety, blames the church blames everything, rushes perhap to the Intoxicating cup to drown his trouble, but instead of drowning his trrsuble he drowns his body and drowns his soul. Dut hre is a Christian young man. Trouble com to him. Does he give up No! He throw himself back on the rel sources of heaven. He says: "God is my Father. Out of all thse disasters I shaJl pluck advantage for my oul. All the promise are mine; Christ is mine; Christian companionship is mine; heaven is mine. What though my apixirel be worn out? Christ gives me a robe of righteousness. What though my money he gone? I have a title . deed to the whole universe Ir the promise. 'Ail are yonr.' What though rny worldly frienda fall away? MiniMerinsr angels ar my

bodyguard. What though my fare be poor, and my bread be scant? I fit at the king's banquet !" Knirer Than the Doff. Oh. what a poor, shallow stream is worldly enjoyment compared with the deep, broad, overflowing river of God's peace, rolling midway In the Christian heart! Sometimes you have gone out on the Iron bound beach of the rea when there has been a storm on the ocean, and you have seen the waves dash into white foam at your feet. They did not do you any harm. While there you thought of the chapter written by the psalmist, and perhaps you recited it to yourself while the storm was making commentary upon the passage: "'od is our refuge and strength, a very present help In time of trouble. Therefore will I. not fear, thouph t he earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea, though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with th swelling thereof." Oh, how independent the religion of Christ makes a man of the worldly success and worldly circumstances! Nelson, the night before his last battle, said: "Tomorrow 1 shall win either a peerapre or a grave In Westminster abbey." And it does not make much difference to the Christian whether he rises or falls in worldly matters. He has everlasting, renown anyway. Othr plumage, may be torn In the blast, but that soul adorned with Christian gTace Is fairer than the dove, its wings covered with silver, and its feathers with gold. You and J have found out that people who pretend to be happy are not always happy. Iok at that young man caricaturing the christian religion, scoffing at everything good, going inte roistering drunkenness, dashing the champagne bottle to the floor, rolling: the glassps from the bar-room counter, laughing, shouting, stamping the floor. Is he happy? I will go to his midnight pillow. I will see him turn the gas off. I will ask myself If the pillow on which he sleeps is a soft as the pillow on which that pure young man sleeps. Ah, r.o! When he opens his eyes in the morning, will the world bo as bright to him as to that young man who retired at night saying his prayers. Invoking God's blessing upon his own soul and the souls of his comrades and father and mother and brothers and sisters far away? No. no! His laugh will ring out from the saloon so that you hear it as you pass by, but It is hollow laughter. In it is the snapping of heartstrings and the rattle of prison gates. Happy! that young man happy? III Mnllirr'n I .nut book. Let him fill high the bowl. He cannot drown an unbraiding conscience. Le: the balls roll through the bowling alley. The deep rumble and the sharp crack cannot overpower the wires of condemnation. Iet him whirl in the dance of sin and temptation and death. All the brilliancy of the scene cannot make him forget the last look of his mother when he left home, when she said to him: "Now. my sn, you will do right; I am sure you will do right. You will, won't you?" That young man happy? Why, across every night there flit shadows of eternal darkness; there are addors colled up in every cup; there are vultures of despair striking their Iron beaks into his heart: there the skeleton fingers of grief pinching at the throat. I come in amid the dirking of the glares and under the flashing of the chandeliers, and I cry: "Woe, woe! The way of the ungodly shall perish. There is no peace, saith my tl"d, to the wicked. The way of transgressors is hard." Oh, my friends, there is more j..y in one drop of Christlon satisfaction than in whole rivers of sinful delight. Other wings may be drenched of the storm and splashed of the tempest, but the dove that comes in through the window of this heavenly ark has wings like the dove covered with silver and her feathers with yellow gold. Again. I remark, religion is an adornment in the style of usefulness into which it inducts a man. Here are two young men. The one has fine culture, exquisite wardrobe, plenty of friends, great worldly smcess, but he lives f r himself. His chief care Is for his own cmfort. He lives uselessly. He dies unregretted. Here is another young man. His apparel may not be so good; his education may not be so thorough. He lives for others. His happiness is t make others happy. He is as self-denying as that dying soldier, falling in the ranks, when he sail: "Colonel, there is no need of those boys tiring themselves by carrying me to the hospital. Let me die just where I am." So this young man of whom I speak loves (iod, wants all the world to love him. is not ashamed to carry a bundle of clothes up that dark alley to the poor. Which of those young men do you admire the better? The one a sham, the other a prince imperial. apnlcou, Yoltnlre and Pntil. Oh. do you know of anything, my hearers, that is more beautiful than to see a young man start out for Christ? Here is some one falling: he lifts him up. Here Is a vagalond boy; he introduces him to a mission school. Here is a family freezing to death; he carries them a scuttle of coal. There are 800,000.000 perishing in midnight heathen darkness; by all tssible means he tries to send them the gospel. He may be laughed at. and he may be sneered at. and he may be caricatured, but he is not ashamed to go everywhere, saying: "I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ. It is the power of Cod and the wisdom of God unto salvation." Such a voung man can go through everything. There Is no force on earth or In hell that can resist him. I show you three spectacles: Siectacle the First Napoleon passes by with the host that went down with him to Kgypt. and up with him through Russia and crossed the continent, on the bleeding heart of which he set his iron heel, and across the quivering flesh of which he went grinding the wheels of his gun carriages in his dying moment asking nls attendants to put on his military boots for him. Spectacle the Second Voltaire, bright and learned and witty and eloquent, with tongue and voice and stratagem infernal, warring against God and poisoning whole kingdoms with his infidelity, yet applauded by the clapping hands of thrones and empires and continents his last words, in delirium supposing Christ standing by the bedside his last words. "Crush that wretch!" Spectacle the Third Paul Paul, insignificant In person, thrust out from all refined association, scourged, spat on, hounded like a wild beast from city to city, yet trying to make the world good and heaven full; announcing resurrection of those who mourned at the barred gates of the dead: speaking consolations which light up the eyes of widowhood and orphanage and want with glow of certain and eternal release; undaunted before those who could take his life, bis cheek flushed with transport and his eye on heaven; with one hand shaking defiance at all the foes of earth and all the principalities of hell, and with the other hand beckoning messenger angels to tome and bear him away, as he says: "I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure Is at hand. I have fought the good light: I have finished my course; I have kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid ud for me a

t crown of righteousness which the Irl. 1 L . ! . A . . 1 . .,, . .. nie ugmeuus juuge, win give me. A Tlirnne of tbe Tempest. Which of the three spectacles do you mot admire? Whtn the wind of death struck the conqueror and the infidel, they were tossed like sea gulls in a tempest, drenched of the wave and torn of the hurricane, their dismal voices heard through the everlasting storm, but when the wave and the wind of death struck Paul like an albatross he made a throne of the tempest and one day floated away into the. calm, clear summer of heaven, brighter than the dove. Its wings covered with silver, and its feathers with yellow gold. Oh. are you not in love with such a religion a re

ligion that can do so much fer a man while he lives and so much for a man when he comes to die? I suppose you may have noticed the contrast between the departure of a Christian and the departure of an infidel. Diodorus. dying in chagrin because he could not compose a Joke equal to the joke uttered at the other end of his table; Zeuxis. dying in a fit of laughter at the sketch of an aged woman a sketch made by his own hand: Mazarin, dying playing cards, his friend holding his bands because he was unable to hold them himself. All that on one side, compared with the departure of the Scotch minister, who said to his friends: "I have no Interest as to whether I live or die: if I die, I shall be wth the Lord, and If I live the Lord will be with me." Or the last words of Washington. "It is well." Or the last word of Mcintosh, the learned and the great. "Happy!" Or the last word of Hannah Moore, the Christian poetess. "Joy!" Or those thousands of Christians who have gone, saying: "Lord Jesus, receive my spirit! Come, Jxrd Jesus, come quickly!" "O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where Is thy victory?" Behold the contrast. Behold the charm of the one; behold the darkness of the other. Now. I know it is very popular In this day for young men to think there is something more charmng in spekticism than in religion. They are ashamed of the old-fashioned religion of the cross, and they pride themselves on their free thinking on these subjects. My young friends, 1 want to tell you what I know from observation that while skepticism is a beautiful land at the

start It is the great Sahara desert at the last. The Dylnar Infidel. Years ago a. minister's sojv went off from home to college. At college he formed the acquaintance of a young man whom I shall call Kllison. Kllison was an Infidel. Ellison scoffed at religion, and the minister's son soon learned from him the Infidelity, and when he went home or; his vacation broke his father s heart by his denunciations of Christianity. Tim? passed ort, and vacation came, and the minister's son went off to spend the vacation and was on a Journey and came to a hotel. The hotelkeeper said: "I am sorry that tonight I shall have to put you in a room adjoining one where there is a very" sick and dying man. I an give you no other accommodation." "Oh." said the young college student and minister's son, "that will make no difference to me except the matter of sympathy with anybody that Is suffering." The young man retired to his room, but could not sleep. All night long he heard the groaning of the sick man or the step of the watchers, and his soul trembled. He thought to himself: "Now, there Is only a thin will between me and a departing spirit. How If Ellison should know how I feel? How if Elliron should find out how my heart flutter?? What if Ellison knew my skepticism gave away?" He slept not. In the morning, coming down, he sud to the hotel keeper, "How is the t-ick man?" Oh," said the hotel keerer, "he is dead. ioor fellow! The doctors told us he could not last through the night." "Well." said.th young man. "what was the sick one's name. Whre is he from?" ."Well," said the hotel keeper "he is from Providence college." "Providence college! What is his name?" "Ellison." "Ellison!" Oh, how the young man was stunned! It was his old college mate dead without any hope. It was man j- hours before the young mm could leave that hotel. He got on his horse and started homeward, and all the way he heard something saying to him: "Dead! Lost! Dead! Lost!" He ram? to no satisfaction until he entered the Christian life, until he entered the Christian minsitry, until he became one of the most eminent missionaries of the cross, the greatest Kaptist missionary the world has ever seen since the days of Paul no superior to Adoniram Judson. Mighty on earth, mighty in heaven Adoniram Judson. Which do vou like the best, Judson's skepticism or Judson's Christian life, Judson's suffering for Christ's sake, Judson's almost martyrdom? Oh, young man, take your choice between these two kinds of lives. Your own heart t?U; you this morning the Christian life is more admirable, more peaceful, more comfortable, and more beautiful. Kinn od Queens Forever. Oh, if religion des so much for a man on earth, what will it do for him in heaven? That is the thought that comes to me 'now. If a soldier can afford to shout "Huzza!" when he goes into battle, how much more jubilantly he can afford to shout "Huzza!" when he has gained the victory! If religion is so good a thing to) have here, how bright a thing it will be In heaven! I want to see that young man when the glories of heaven have robed and crowned him. I want to hear him sing when all huskiness of earthly colds Is gone, and he rises up with the great doxology. I want to know what standard he will carry when marching under arches of iearl in the army of banners. I want to know what company he will keep in the land where they are all king and queens forever and ever. If I have induced one of you this morning to begin a better life, then I want to know it. I may not in this world clasp hands with , you in friendship, I may not here from your own lip the story of temptation and sorrow, but I will clasp hands with you when the sea is passed and the gates are entered. That I might woo you to a better life, and. that I might show you the glories with which God clothes his dear children in heaven. I wish I could this morning swing back one of the twelve gates, that there might dash upon your ear one shout of the triumph, that there might flame upon your eyes one blaze of the splendor. Oh. when I speak of that good land, you involuntarily think of some one there that you loved father, mother, brother, sister or dear little child garnered already. You want to know what they are doing this morning. I will tell you what, they äre doing. Kinging! You want to know what they wear. I will tell you what they wear. Coronets of triumph! You wonder why oft they look to the gate of the temple and watch and wait. I will tell why they watch and wait and look to the gate of the temple. For your coming! I shout upward the news today, for I am sure some of you will repent and start for heaven: "Oh. ye bright ones before the throne, your earthly friends are coming. Angels poising midair, cry up the name! Gatekeeper of heaven, send forward the tidings! Watchman on the. battlements celestial, throw the signal!"' , IonU Philippe's Mlnlnke. "Oh." you say, "religion I am going to have. It is only a question of time." My brother, I am afraid that you may lorfe heaven the way Ixuis Philippe lost his empire. The Parisian mob came around the Tuileries. The national guard stood In defense of the palace, and the commander said to Louis Philippe: "Shall I tire now? ShaJl I order the troops to fire? With one vollev we can clear the place." "No." said Louis Philippe, "not yet." A few minutes passed on, and then Louis Philippe, seeing the case was hopeless, said to the general: "Now is the time to tire." "No," said the general, "it is too late now. Don't ?du see that the soldiers are exchanging arms with the citizens? It is too late." Down went the throne of Louis Philippe. Away from the earth went the house of Orleans, and all because the king said, "Not yet, not yet!" May God forbid that any of you should adjourn this great subject of religion and should postpone assailing your spiritual foes until it is too late, too late you losing r throne In heaven the way that Louis Philippe lost a throne on earth. When the Judse descends In might, Clothed In majesty and ligth; When the earth fhall quake with fear. Where, oh, where, wilt thou appear? So Wonder. Blobbs "How did Wigwag get chills and fever?" Slobbs "He kissed a Boston girl and her pa made It hot for him." Philadelphia Hecord,

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"And Jacob dwelt in th land wherein his father was a stranger. In the land of Canaan." The margin says. "In the land of bis father's sojourning. " (Jod spoke of Abraham as a stranger in the land, and Abraham spoke of himself ns a stranger and a sojourner ((Jen. xvii. 8, xxiii. 4. So also David In I Chron. xxix. 1". Compare I Pet. II. 11. If wc are Christ's, we are citizens of heaven (Phil. iii. 20, 21. but shall reign on the earth when the kingdom comes (Rev. v, ?. lö). The principal events in the intervening chapters since last lesson are the reconciliation with Esau, another appearance of Clod to Jacob and the death and burial of Isaac, Rachel and Deborah. 2. "These are the generations of Jacob. Joseph, being seventeen years old, was feeding the flock with his brethren, and Joseph broucht unto his father their evil repnrt." This Is the tenth time that we have met in this book the phrase, "These are the generations," and it is the last time. Joseph and Benjamin were the younger sons of Jacob, and both were the children of his beloved Rachel, who died when Benjamin was bom (chapter xxxv, IS, 19). It would seem that the conduct of Joseph's brethren was not commendable, and that he brought his father word to that effect. 3. "Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of Iiis old age, and he made him a coat of many colors." Of all the sons of Jacob the two most honored by Jehovah were Judah and Joseph, for from Judah came the Messiah, and the birthright was Joseph's (I Chron. v, 2). See in verses 34. SÖ. of our lesson chapter how great was Jacob's love to this son, and how he refused to be comforted when he thought him dead. 4. "And when his brethren saw that their father loved him more than all his brethren, they hated him and could not speak peaceably unto him." Joseph was in many respects a wondrous type of God's well beloved Son. Jfpus, our Savior. Observe him hated and separated from his brethren (den. xlix. L'3, 26; Deut. xxxiii. 1G), and think of Jesus hated without a cause (Ps. xxxv, 19; lxix, 4; John xv, 2".). These brethren make us think of the elder brother in Luke xv, but the practical part is for us. if ever hated without a cause, to think of Jesus and rejoice in the privilege of fellowship with Him (I Pet. 11. 19-21). .". "And Joseph dreamed a dream, and he told it his brethren, and they hated him yet the more." Joseph does not seem as yet-o have known his brothers' hatred, and in the simplicity of his heart he told them his dream. We have already read of God coming to Abimelech, to Jacob and to Labm in a dream (xx, 3; xxxi, 11. 24), and in Job xxxiii, 14. 15, we read that God speaks to men in dreams and visions, if by any means He may turn them from their pride and the ruin to which it leads. There is not the same need for Him to speak in dreams now that we have the whole word of God, yet we would not like to say that He never tells anything in dreams any more. 6. "And He said unto them, Hear, I pray you, this dream which I have dreamed." It must have deeply Impressed Joseph and made him anxious to tell it. When we have the sure word of God concerning all coming events, how Is it that we are so little Impressed by it. and therefore so slow to speak of It? It must be simply unbelief on our part, or else willful ignorance, for as surely as Joseph's dreams were in due time fulfilled so shall every word of God be fulfilled. S?e Isa. xiv, 24; xlvi, 9. 10: Ps. xxxiii, 10, 11. 7. "For behold, we were binding sheaves in the field, and, lo, my sheaf arose, and also stood upright, and behold, your sheaves stood around alout and made obeisance to my sheaf." The significance of the drenm seems simple enough and the brethren evidently understood it. but It seemed very unlikely to be fulfilled. The sons of Jacob were d.mbtles familiar with the fact that God had spoken to their father and to La ban in a dream, and Joseph probably believed that God had now spoken to him. When any word of 0"d takes hold of us as the very voice of God to our souls, we are not apt either to forget or to kep et 111 about It. 8. "And his brethren said to hitn, Shalt thuu indeed reign over us? or shalt thou Indeed have dominion over us? And they hated him yet the more for his dreams and for-his words." Their hatred did not affect the dream nor its fulfillment, but only themselves; neither has the hatred of the Jews to their brother Jesus af fected the fulfillment of the sure w rd of God that He shall sit on David s throne and reign over the house of Jacob forever (Isa ix. 7; Luke I, 22. 32). but it has seriously affected themselves and will until they bow before Him in true peni tence (Zech. ix. 10; xlil. 1). 9. And he dreamed yet another dream. and told it his brethren, and said, behold. I have dreamed a dream more, and, behold, the sun. and the moon, and the eleven stars made obeisance to me." Here Is the same revelation with an enlargement Including fathc-r and mother. The dream being doubled would prove that it was established by God, and that He would bring It to pass (xll. 32). And we know that it came to pass. When I read In Rev. xll the record of the woman clothed with the sun, the moon Tinder her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars. 1 associate that vision with this dream and think that the man child of that chapter will prove to be a first fruits from Israel in the time of the great tribulation, which with the church as a first fruits from all nations and both Identified with Christ will form the complete man child to rule all nations. In due time we shall see. 10. "And he told it to his father and to his brethren, and his father rebuked him and said unto him: What is this dream that thou hast dreamed? Shall I and thy mother and thy brethren Indeed come to bow down ourselves to thee to the earth?" His father saw the Interpretation, and it went somewhat against the grain, but he lived to see it all fulfilled, and when he and his sons be came thoroughly humbled before this" same Joseph then it wa3 well with them and they prospered. So shall It be with the Jews and Jesus. It Is hard to humble, but all who walk In pride shall be made to come down (Dan. iv, 37: v. 20 manrin). See also Isa. li. 11, 17: Jis. iv, 10.; I Pet. v. 6. 11. "And his brethren envied him. but his father observed the saying." Stephen said that, moved M-ith envy, they sold him Into Egypt (Acts vll. 9). Taul saj-s, "Love envie'th not" (I Cor. xiil. 4). In I Pet. 11. 1. we are told to lay envy aside. It was well for his father to observe the saying, but. had he believed it he might have found comfort when led to fcUPDOse I that Joseph was dead. See Dan. vll. 28; ' Luke U, El; Item. iv. 20, 21.

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The making of "Shepp's World's Fair Photographed" has absorbed the entire interest and energies of head, heart and hand of the publishers, and entails such a financial outlay as guarantees the very best results that human eyes can gaze upon. The official heads of the Exposition management would not give the seal of their approval to anything but the best, and wo think the very best none too good for our patrons. The photographs of the buildings in this book stand out clear cut as cameos against the sky. Kvery nice detail of ornament and design are clearly visible. Almost every mark of the chisel reveals itself clear cut as an intaglio.

In "Shepp's Worlds Fair Photographed," the interior views of buildings, pavilions and exhibits are distinct, definite and beautiful, defying competition. Nearly every country on the globe has paid tribute to the Worlds Columbian Exposition. Woman has vied with mania the splendid display made. Anchored within the walls of the "White City" lies a wealth of artistic and industrial treasure, the purchase cf which would bankrupt the richest nation on earth. From snowy Alaska to Cape Horn, from the Isles of the engirdling oceans, from the nations of Europe and Asia, and even from Africa and Australia, glorious treasures have poured in in one generous avalanche. Whatever human intelligence could conceive, or human skill execute, is to be found in these treasure palaces of the world. Huge trains drawn by palpitating engines, snorting in steam over thousands of miles, bore these inexhaustible riches to Chicago, for many months. We bring them to you in our wonderful book, which when the World's Fair has passed away, will remain not only a souvenir, but a vivid panorama of the most marvelous display of ancient or modern times. We have selected the photographs of the principal exhibits in every case for our "Shepp's World's Fair Photographed. " EXTRAORDINARY OFFER.

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