Pike County Democrat, Volume 24, Number 1, Petersburg, Pike County, 26 May 1893 — Page 6

HELPING OTHERS. Ttev. T. DeWitt Talmage Talks on the Higher Christian Duty. •ta Helping Others the Christian Finds the Strongest Test of His Religion, Involving, as It Does, Sacrifice of Self. r1 — ■ The following discourse on “Helping •Others”. was delivered by Rev. T. Dewitt Talmage in the Brooklyn tabernacle from the text: Who touched Me,—Mark v., 31. A great crowd of excited people, elbowing each other this way and that, nnd Christ in the midst of the commotion. They were on the. way to see him restore to complete health a dying person. Some thought He could effect the cure, others that He could not. At cany rate, it would be an interesting experiment. A very sick woman of twelve years’ invalidism is in the crowd. Some say her name was Martha, others say it was Veronica. I <lo not know what her name was, but this was certain, she had tried all styles of cure. .Every shelf of her humble home had medicines on it. She had employed many doctors of that time, when medical science was more arude and rough and ignorant than we can imagine at this time, when the ■words physician and surgeon stand for •potent and educated skill. Prof. Eightfoot gives a list of what he supposes may have been the remedies she had -applied. I supose she had been blistered from head to foot, and had tried the compress, and had used all styles of astringent herbs, and she had been mauled and hacked and cut and lacerated until life was to her a plague. Besides that, the Bible indicates her doctors’ bills had run up frightfully, and | she had paid money for medicines and for surgical attendance and for hygienic apparatus until her purse was as exhausted as her body. What, poor woman, are you doing in that jostling crowd? Better go home and to bed and to nurse your disorders. 3io! Wan and wasted and faint she stands there, her face distorted with ‘/suffering, and ever and anon biting her Sip with some acute pain, and sobbing mntil her tears fall from the hollow eye ■crpon the faded dress; only able to stand because the crowd is so close to her pushing her this way and that. Stand back! Why do you crowd that poor body? Have you no consideration for adying woman? But just at that time the crowd parts, and this invalid comes almost up to Christ, but she is behind Him and His human eye does not take her in. She has heard so much about His kindness to the sick, and she does feel so wretched, she thinks if she can only touch Him once it will do her good. She will not touch Him on the tiered head, for that might be irreverent. She will not touch Him on the hand, for that might seem too familiar. She says: I will, I think, touch Him on His coat, not on the top-df”it, or on the bottom of the main fabric, but on the border, the blue border^ the long threads of the fringe of that blue border; there can be no harm in that.) I don’t think He will Hurt me, I have beard so much about Him. Besides that, I can stand this no longer. Twelve years of suffering have worn me out. This is my last hope.’’ And she presses through the crowd still further and ireaches for Christ, but can not quite -Stuich Him. She pushes still further through the crowd and kneels and puts ber finger on the edge of the blue fringe of the border. She just touches it. •Quick as an electric shock there thrilled ^back into her shattered nerves, and '.shrunken veins, and exhausted arteries, and panting lungs, and withered muscles. health, beautiful health, rubi>ooiicl health, God-given and complete .health. The twelve years’ march of -pain, and pang, and suffering over sus-pension-bridge of nerve and through '.tunnel of bone instantly halted. Christ recognizes somehow that magnetic and healthful influence through the medium of the blue fringe of His , garment had-shot out. He turns ami looks upon that excited crowd, and • startles them with the interrogatory of my text: “Who touched me?’’ The insolent crowd in substance replied: “How do we know? You get in a crowd like this, and- you must expect to be jostled. Yon ask us a question you . know we can not answer.” But the roseate and rejuvenated woman came up and knelt in front of**t'hrist, and told of the touch, and told of the restoration. and Jesus said: “Daughter, they faith hath made thee whole. Go in peace.” So Mark gives us a dramatization of the Gospel. Oh, what a ■dqptor Christ is! In everyone of our Households may He be the family physician.

Notice that there is no addition of. Help to others without subtraction of power from ourselves. The context says that as soony as this woman was strength had gone out of Him. No addition of help to others without subtraction of strength from ourselves, i Did you never get tired for others? i.Hnv*you never risked your health for ©there? Have you never preached a sermon, or delivered an exhortation, or offered a burning prayer, and then felt ^afterward that strength had gone out -of you? Then you have never imitated < Christ. Are you curious to know how the gar- ■ meat ;ef Christ should have wrought sncfc a-cnre for this suppliant invalid? I suppose that Christ was surcharged uvith vitality. You know that diseases may be conveyed from city to city by ^garments in case of epidemic, and so I suppose that garments may be sur- - charged with hetlth. I suppose that • Christ had such physical magnetism that it permeated all His robe down to the fast thread on the border of blue triage. Hut in addition to that there was a Divine thrill, there was a miraculous potency, there was an omnipotent therapeutics without which this twelve years’ invalid would not have Heen instant ly restored. Now, if Omnipotence can not help others without depletion, how can we «xpect to bless the world without selfHealed, Jesus that virtue or I

sacrifice? A man who gives to some Christian object until he feels it, a man who in his occupation or profession works that he may educate his children, a man who on Sunday night goes home all his nervous energy wrung out by active fervice in church or Sabbathschool, or city evangelization, has imitated Christ. A mother who robs herself of sleep in behalf of a sick cradle, a wife who bears up cheerfully under domestic misfortune that she may encourage her husband ifi the combat against disaster, a worpan who by hard saving and earngstprayer and good counsel, wisely given, and many years devoted to rearing her family for Cod and usefulness and Heaven, and who has nothing to show for it but premature gray hairs and a profusion of deep wrinkles, is like Christ, and strength has gone out of her. That strength or virtue may have gone out through a garment she has made for the home; that strength may have gone but through the sock that you knit for the barefoot destitute; that strengh may go out through the mantle hung up in some closet after you are dead. So a crippled child sat on her father’s front step so that when the kind Christian teacher passed by to school she might take hold of her dress and let the dress slide through her pale fingers. She said it helped her pain so much and made her so happy all the day. Aye, have we not in all our dwelling garments of the departed, a touch of which thrills us through and through, the life of those who are gone thrilling through the life of those who sta^y? But mark you, the principle I evolve from this subject. No addition of health to oth^/ ers unless there be a subtraction-of strength from ourselves. He fel^tha^, strength had gone out of Him. ’ Notice also in this subject a Christ sensitive to human touch. We'Calk about God on a vast scale so much we hardly appreciate His accessibility, God in magnitude rather than God in minutiae, God in the infinite rather than God in the infinitesimal;but herein my text we have a God arrested by a suffering touch. When in the sham trial of Christ they struck Him on the cheek, we can realize how that cheek tingled with pain. When under the scourging the rod struck the shoulders and back of Christ, we can realize how He must have writhed under the lacerations. But here there is a sick and nervejess finger that just touches the long threads of the blue fringe of His coat, and He looks around and says; ‘"Who touched me?’’ We talk about sensitive people, but Christ was the impersonation of all sensitiveness. The slightest stroke of the smallest finger of human disability makes all the nerves of His head and heart and hand and feet vibrate. It is not a stolid Christ, not a phlegmatic Christ, not a hard Christ, not an ironcased Christ, but an exquisitely sensitive Christ, that my text unveils. All things that touch us touch Him, if by the hand of prayer we make the connecting line between Him and ourselves complete. Mark you, this invalid of the text might have walked through that crowd all day and cried about her suffering and no relief would have come if she had not touched Him. When, in your prayer, you layOyour hand on Christ you touch all the sympathies of an ardent and glowing and responsive nature. You know that in telegraphy there are two currents of electricity. So when you put out your hand of prayer to Christ there are two currents—a current of sorrow rolling up from your heart to Christ, and a current of commiseration rolling from the heart of Christ to you. Two currents. Oh, why do you go unhelped? Why do you go wondering about this and wondering about that?. Why do you not touch Him? Are you sick? I do not think you are any worse off than this invalid of the text. Have you had a long struggle? I do not think it has been more than twelve years. Is your case hopeless? So was this of which my text is the diagnosis and prognosis. “Oh,” you say, “there are so many things between me and God.” There was a whole mob between this invalid and Christ. She pressed through, and I guess you can press through.

Is your trouble a home trouble? Christ showed Himself especially sympathetic with questions of domesticity, as when at the wedding in Cana He alleviated a housekeeper's predicament, as when tears rushed forth at the broken home of Mary and Martha and Lazarus. Men are sometimes ashamed to weep. There are men who if the tears start will conceal them. They think it is unmanly to cry. They do not seem to understand it is manliness and evidence of a great heart. I am afraid of a man who does not know how to cry. The Christ of the text was not ashamed to cry over human misfortune. Look at that deep lake of tears opened by the two words of the evangelist: ■_ “Jesus wept!” Behold Christ on the only day of His early triumph marching on Jerusalem, the glittering domes obliterated by the blinding rain of tears in His eyes and mi His cheek; for when He beheld the city He wept over it. O man of the many trials, O woman of the heartbreak, why do you not touch Him? “Oh,” says some one, “Christ don’t care for me. Christ is looking the other way. Christ has the vast affairs of His kingdom to look after. He has the armies of sin to overcome, and there are so many worse cases of trouble than mine He doesn’t care about me, and His face is turned the other way. ” So His back was turned to this invalid of the text. He was on His way to effect a cure which was famous and popular and wide-resounding. But the context says: “He turned Him about” If He was facing to the north He turned to the south; if He was facing to the east He turned to the west. What turned Him about? The Bible says He has no shadow of turning. He rides on in His chariot through the eternities. He marches on crushing scepters as though they were the cracking alders on a . brook’s bank, and tossing thrones on either side of Him without stopping to look which way they falL

From everlasting to everlasting. “lie turned Him about.” He whom all the allied armies of hell can not stop a minute or divert an inch, by the wan, sick, nerveless finger of human, suffering turned clear about. “Oh, what comfort there is in this subject for people who are called nervous. Of course it is a misapplied word in that case, but I use it in the ord4pary parlance. After twelve years ofosuffering, oh, what nervous depr^sTS|$ she must have had. You all know that a good deal of medicine taken, if it does not cure, leaves the system exhausted, and in the liible in so many words she “had suffered many things of many physicians, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse.” She was as nervous as nervous could be. She knew all about insomnia and about the awful apprehension of something going to happen, and irritability about little things that in health would not have perturbed her. I warrant you it was not a straight stroke she gave to the garment of Christ, but a trembling forearm, and an uncertain motion of the hand, and a quivering finger with which she missed the mark toward which she aimed. She did not touch the garment just where she expected to touch it. When I see this nervous woman coming to the Lord Jesus Christ, I say she is making the way for all nervous people. Nervous people do not gpt much sympathy. If a man breaks his arm everybody is sorry, and they talk about it all up and down the street. If a wdman has an eye put out by accident, yhey say: “That’s a dreadful thing,” Everybody is asking about fier convalescene. But when a person is suffering under the ailment of which I am now speaking, they say: “Oh, that’s nothing, she's a little nervous, that’s all,” putting a slight upon the most agonizing of suffering. Now, I have a new prescription' to give you—I do not ask you to discard human medicament. I believe in it. When the slightest thing occurs in the way of sickness in my household we always run for the doctor. I do not want to despise medicine. If you can not sleep nights do not despise bromide of potassium. If you have nervous paroxysm do not despise morphine. If you want to strengthen up your system do not despise quinine as a tonic. Use all right and and proper medicines. But I want you to bring your insomnia, and bring your irritability, and bring all your weaknesses, and with them touch Christ. Touch Him not only on the hem of His garments, hut touch Him on the shoulder where He carries our burden, touch Him on the head where He remembers all our sorrows, touch Him on the heart, the center of all His sympathies. Oh, yes, Paul was right when h^ said: “We have not a high priest who can not be touched.” The fact is, Christ Himself is nervous. All those nights out of doors in. malarial disticts where an Englishmafl eg1 an American dies if he goes at certain seasons. Sleeping out of doors so many nights as Christ did, and so hungry, and His feet wet with the wash of the sea and the wilderness tramp and the persecution and the outrage must have brojeen down His nervous system—a fact proved b3r the statement that%Ie lived so short a time on the cross. That is a lingering death, ordinarily, and many a sufferer on the cross has writhed in pain twenty-four hours, forty-eight hours. Christ lived only six. Why? He was exhausted before He mounted the bloody tree. Oh. it is a worn-out Christ, sympathetic with all people worn out.

oi. x uu iu neimanm uuc murmug^ went out and saw a beggar asleep on his doorstep. The beggar had been all night in the cold. The next night St. Yoo compeled this beggar to come up in the house and sleep in the saint's bed, while St. Yoo passed the night on the doorstep in the cold. Somebody asked him why that eccentricity. He replied: “It isn't an eccentricity. I want to know how the poor suffer; I want to know their agonies ■that I may sympathize with them, and, therefore, I selpt on this cold step last night." This is the way Christ knows so much about our sorrows, lie slept on the cold doorstep of an inhospitable world that would not let Him in. He is sympathetic now with all the suffering and all the tired and all the perplexed. Oh, why do you not go and touch Him? You utter your voape in a mountain pass and there come back ten echoes, twenty echoes, thirty echoes perhaps, weird echoes. Every voice of prayer, every ascription of praise, every groan of distress, has Divine response and celestial reverberation, and all the galr leries of Heaven are filled with sympathetic echoes, and throngs of ministering angels echo, and the temples of the redeemed echo, and the hearts of God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Ghost echo and re-echo. I preach a Christ so near you can touch Him—touch Him with your guilt and get pardon—touch Him with yonr trouble and get comfort—touch Him with your bondage and get manumission. You have seen a man take hold of an electric chain. A man can with one hand take one end of the chain and with the other hand he may take hoid of the other end of the chain. Then a hundred persons taking hold of that chain will altogether feel the electric power. You have seen that experiment. WeU, Christ with one wounded hand takes hold of one end of the electric chain of love, and with the other wounded hand takes hold of the other end of the electric chain of love and all earthly and angelic beings may lay hold of that chain, and around and around in sublime and everlasting circuit runs the thrill of terrestrial and celestial and brotherly and saintly and cherubic and seraphic and archangelic and Divine sympathy. So that if this morning Christ should sweep His hand over this audience and say: “Who touched me?” There would be hundreds and thousands of voices responding: “I! I! 1!” —Every work, and every secret thing, whether good or evil, shall be brought to judgment before God.

THE LOUISVILLE CONVENTION. 4l Striking Evidence of the Moribund Condition of the G. O. P. The convention of the republican clubsi n this city, in so far as it was expected to agree upon and foreshadow a national policy, upon which the party could unite aggressively and hopefully for future action, must have been a great disappointment to the republicans throughout the country who wish to see their party restored to vigor and power. It is true that the convention had no authority to make a binding proclamation of principles and purposes for the party. The object of the clubs is to work for the success of the party’s platform and candidates, rather than to make those platforms and candidates. But the membership of these clubs is drawn directly from the most active elements of the party. It comes from the rank and file, who bear the burdens and fight the battles which the official leaders plan, and there is no doubt that the republicans who met for conference in this Louisville convention were thoroughly representative of the party and fully as competent to speak for it as if they had assembled in response to the call of the national committee and had been selected by the customary machine methods by which delegates to a national convention are accredited. Moreover, it was the first general and representative assembly of republicans since the defeat of the party last year, and, under the peculiar and unprecedented circumstances, there is no question whatever that this meeting was awaited with unusual interest, apd that it was confidently relied upon "by the more hopeful members of.the republican party to set in motion, not merely the party machinery, but the forces which should inspire^ and direct the next republican campaign. The roll was not only to be called and the lines redressed, but the clarion “keynote” was to be sounded, under which the next battle was to be fought and the last defeat retrieved. What was the result? The. “boys” met and had a good time. They elected officers and made speeches —good-natured, conventional speeches, just such as we usually hear when a lot of good fellows get together and have nothing to do but elect officers and make speeches. The only carefully prepared address, and the one from which most had been expected, was that of President Clarkson, which, as a party shibboleth, fell dead from liis lips. It was significant that the one issue to which Mr. Clarkson gave most conspicuous place in his address and which was nearest his heart, the race question as a political question, is now clearly obsolete, and has been so pronounced not only by overwhelming verdicts of the people, but has been so acknowledged by the republican party itself. Aside from this Mr. Clarkson suggested nothing in his address which is not acceptable to democrats or which is not a question of comparatively trivial import or of such erratic nature that no party, outside perhaps of the populists, would dwaddle with it as a national issue. The democrats would be very willing to have Mr. Clarkson’s race and agrarian issues adopted as the next republican platform, but the address, after all, was nothing more than a catalogue of Mr. Clarkson’s personal opinions. Its suggestions were ignored in the resolutions adopted by the convention, which must be accepted as its only authorized exDression.

Let us search 'these for a national “keynote.” Referring to the republican platform of last year, they declare in favor of the establishment of a system of arbitration for adjusting the differences that may arise between capital and labor. Nobody objects to arbitration, if capital and labor want it, but whether the government is to take it in hand and enforce it is a matter which the republicans are at liberty to make a national political question if they choose. They declare faith in the secret-bal-lot No national issue can be made of this, for the democrats have done more than the republicans to establish this ballot, and will cooperate with them and all other parties to maintain it. One term for the president is urged. No national issue can be made of this,' for there are as many democrats as republicans who favor the restriction. The Monroe doctrine is reaffirmed. No democrat opposes the doctrine, and all democrats will fight,if necessary, to enforce it. This leaves two other questions which our friends propose to make great national issues, upon which the hopes of the republican party must rest foe future success. These are option dealing and woman suffrage. The democrats have never been foolish enough to commit themselves to anti-option. The republicans are welcome to it. As for woman suffrage the democrats will not favor giving the ballot to woman until she wants ft. How do the republicans of the country like these ringing keynotes? Has it come to pass that a once great party, which has done so much to shape the history of the country, is now reduced to the issues of anti-option and woman suffrage? Are these. the momentous questions upon which, according to the commendable remarks of President Tracy, the republican party is to go “marching down the ages, gathering renewed honor and glory with each succeeding year?” ^ The truth is that this convention has illustrated in a most significant manner that the republican party has acconf'plished its mission. It may continue to : live awhile in name, but it will only be in name, affording another illustration of putting new wine, and wine altogether different from the trade-mark brand, in old bottles.—Louisville Cour-ier-Journal. ——There seems to be a good deal of doubt about J. 8. Clarkson being the man who is to rehabilitate the republican party. That curious organization began its descent of the toboggan slide at about the time that the aforesaid Clarkson left Iowa to set up in business as its general manage:.—Chicago Herald.

A DISCREDITED GANG. MmUu Politicians Trying to Bolster a Beaten Party. The republican league correction which met in Louisville was nothing but a gathering of machine politicians. Their object being to try to find out “where they are at.” There was no need of a convention for the purpose. Whether they acknowledge it or not, they are down and out—very low down and very far out. / The gathering was not only one' of machine politicians, but of beaten and thoroughly discredited politicians, men who to-day do not command the confidence of the rank and file even of the party whicfi supported them last November. They are striving to keep theipselves in place as party leaders or factional bosses. It is useless. A beaten machine organization is practically worthless. The bosses may give themselves a vote of confidence; they may resolve to keep on fighting for high taxes, for extravagant appropriations, for force bills and a cheap dollar, but it will avail nothing. The more prominent the old crowd makes itself the fewer followers it will muster. The people of the country distrust them all and despise a good many of them. Their day is past. They are fossils. Their meeting is of no more account than a meeting of the beaten generals in any other lost cause.—N. Y. World. -_ THE TREASURY POLICY. Public Business Before the Interests o! Private Individuals. Secretary Carlisle has stated explicitly that he intends to maintain the credit of the government and the parity of the two precious metals at all hazards. Having said this, he has been devoting himself to the public business, and has not attempted to control the course of prices on the exchanges, nor has he felt impelled to rush to the relief of those fellows who happen to get caught on the wrong side of the speculative markets. He has not felt under obligations to tell what he will do in contingencies which have not yet presented themselves. This may not be a profound policy, but we think it is. It is no doubt very painful to those who would exert themselves to defeat the plans of the treasury, if they were revealed in advance; but these people cannot learn too soon that they are no longer partners of the government, and, consequently, they “ are not entitled to exclusive information of,what the treasury intends to do. The policy of the treasury is to conduct the public business in the interest of the people of the whole country. If that is not a profound policy,' it has, at least, the merit of being an honest one.—N. Y. Times. nniMimi x Kin pirn ki

-The republican party is trying to modernize itself by getting in line with the crinoline movement.—St. Louis Republic. -President Cleveland’s will may not be law, but his “won’t” is generally accepted as a finality.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. -It is amusing to note how republican papers are patting Pennoyer on the back for his recent insult to President Cleveland. ‘When this pig-headed governor insulted President Harrison the republican papers whistled another tune.—St. Paul Globe. -The 'Boston Transcript (rep.) would like to know whether Chairman Clarkson intended to exclude altogether the republicanism of President Harrison when he said: “YYe meet here today in the name of the republicanism of Abraham Lincoln, U. S. Grant and James G. Blaine.” --The same organs and orgaDettes of the republican party that were complaming because the president was begiegjed by a horde of office seekers are now seeking to create a sentiment against him because he has demanded the time necessary for the performance of his highest duties as chief executive of the nation. When these same papers begin to indorse President Cleveland it will be time to suspect that there is something wrong in his policy.—Detroit Free Press. -A republican journal of some importance, commenting on the recent flurry in Wall street, remarks: “Everybody has had six months' warning that the democratic (financial) policy, whenever made known, might cause trouble.” Yet it was just six months ago, when this warning is said to have been given, that the people of ttie United States put the democratic party in power in con- J gress and in the presidency by a major- i ity so large that it almost seemed that “everybody” disregarded the “warning. ” Queer people, these Americans! —N. Y. Times -The platform adopted by the republicanTeague convention is something ofa blanket affair. It “declares faith” and “points with pride,” as usual, but it does not furnish much new food for thought. The only features that are worth mentioning are the recommendations in favor of annexing Hawaii, the passage of the antioption bill and a constitutional amendment making a president ineligible for a second successive term. This last is not a bad recommendation, and if it included a six-year term of office it would be even better.—Louisville ’Post. Clarkson’s Failure at Louisville. At Louisville J. S. Clarkson, as president of th^ national republican league, in his opening address, had an opportunity to indicate along what lines it might be best for the republican party to- array itself for the campaigns of 1SP4 and 1S9G- How signally he failed to do this is demonstrated by the silence of our contemporaries. His address fell flat and unprofitable because it was stale and insipid. Republicans throughout the nation were looking to Louisville for signs of a progressive and aggressive policy, but President Clarkson contented himself with tinkling generalities, a little clap-trap and a hand pointing backward. Republicans wanted the bread of lamely purpose; he gave them Ihe cold stone of last campaign’arhetoric.—Chicago Journal (Rep.). I

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