Pike County Democrat, Volume 24, Number 3, Petersburg, Pike County, 9 June 1893 — Page 6

LEFT-HANDED MEN. ■Rev. T. De Witt Talmage Recalls the Death of an Oppressor. Wm the Work of * Left-Handed Man Who Took l’pon Himself the Deliverance of His Fellows—Success •Voder Difficulties. The following- discourse by Rev. T. De Witt Talmage was delivered in the Brooklyn tabernacle. It is based on the text: But when the children of Israel cried unto Che Lord, the Lord raised them up a deliverer. Bhud, the son of Gera, a Benjumite, a man left-handed.—Judges, HI., 15. Ekud was a ruler in Israel. He was left-handed, and, what was peculiar about the tribe of Benjamin, to which he belonged, there were in it seven hundred left-handed men, and yet, so dexterous had they all become in the «se of the left hand that the Bible says they could sling stones at a hair’s 'breadth and not miss. Well, there was a king by the name of Eglon, who was an oppressor of Israel. He imposed upon them a most -outrageous tax. <• Ehud, the man of whom I first spoke, had a Divine commission to destroy that Oppressor. He came, pretending that he was going to pay the t£x, and asked to see King Eglon. He was told he_wis in the summer house, the place to which the king retired when it was too hot to sit in

xhe palace. u his summer house was a place surrounded by flowers and trees and springing fountains and warbling birds. Ehud entered the summer house and said to King Eglon that he had $ secret errand with him. Immediately all the attendants were waved out of the royal presence. King Eglon rises up to receive the messenger. Ehud, the left-handed mai^piits his left hand to his right side, pulls out a dagger and thrust Eglon through until the haft went in after the blade. Eglon fall^ Ehud comes forth to blow a trumpet of recruit amidst the mountains of Ephraim; and a great host is marshaled, and proud Moab submits to the conqueror, and Israel is free. So, © Lord, let all Thy enemies perish! So, © Lord, let all Thy friends triumph! I learn first, from this subject, the power of left-handed men. There are some men who, by physical organization, have as much strength in their left hand as in their right hand; but there is something in the writing of this text which implies that Ehud had some defect in his right hand which compeled him to use the left. Oh, the power of left-handed men! Genius is often self-observant, careful of itself, not given to much toil, burning incense to its own aggrandizement;; while many a man, with no natural en- • de wments, actually defective in physical and mental organization, has an earnestness for the right, a patient in- • dustry, an all-consuming perseverance, which achieve marvels for the Kingdom of Christ. Though left-handed as ,Ehud, they can strike down a sin as great and imperial as Eglon. I have seen men of wealth gathering about them all their treasures, snufiing at the cause of, a world lying in wickedness, roughly ordering LazuruS off their doorstep, sehding their dogs, not to lick his sores, but t® hound him off , their premises; catching all of God’s blessing into the stagnant, ropy, froginhabited pool of their own selfishness • —right-handed men, worse then useless—while many a man, with large heart and little purse, has, out of his limited means, made poverty leap for joy, and started an influence that overspans the grave, and will swing round and round the throne of God, world without end: Amen. Ah me, it is high time that you leftbanded men, who have been longing for this gift, and tkat eloquence, and the other man's wealth, should take your left hand out of your pockets. Who made all these railroads? Who set up all these cities? Who started all these churches, and schools, and asylums? Who has done the tugging, and running and pulling? Men of no wonderful endowments, thousands of them acknowledging themselves to be left-handed, and yet they were earnest, and yet they were determined, and yet ’ they were triumphant. But I do not suppose that Ehud, the first time that he took a sling in his left hand, could throw a stone a hair’s breadth and not miss, I suppose it was practice that gave him the wonderful

dexterity. Go forth to your spheres of duty, and be not discouraged if, in your first attempts, you miss the mark. Ehud missed it. Take another stone, put it carefully into the sling, swing it around your head, take better aim, and the next time you will strike the center. The first time a mason rings his irowl upon the brick, he does not expect to put up a, perfect wall.. The first time a carpenter sends his plane over a board, or drives a bit through a beam, he does not expect to make perfect execution. The first time a boy Attempts a rhyjne he does not expect to chime a “Lalla Kookh,” or a “Lady of the Lake.” Do not' be surprised if, in your first efforts at doing good, you »re not very largely successful. Understand that usefulness is an art, a science, A trade. , There was an oculist performing a ■very difficult operation on the human eye, A young doetor stood by and said: “How easily you do that; it don’t seem to cause you any trouble at all.” “Ah,” said the oculist, “it is very easy now, but I spoiled a hatful of eyes to learn that.” Be not surprised if it takes some practice before we can help ' men to moral eyesight and bring them to a vision of the cross. Left-handed 'men to the work! Take the Gospel for a sling, and faith and repentance for ■the smooth stone from the brook; take sure aim, God direct the weapon and great Goliaths will tumble before you. When Garibaldi wasgoingout to battle, he told his troops what he wanted 'them to.do, and after he had described .what he^wanted them to do, they said: “Well, general, what are you going to give us for all this?” “Well, he replied, “1 don’t know what else you will get, but yon will get hunger, and .•old. and wounds, and Ideath. How do

you like it?” His men stood before him for a little while in silence, and then they threw up their hands and cried: “We are the men! We are the men!” The Lord Jesus Christ calls you to His service. I do not promise you an easy time in this world. You may hare persecutions, and trials, and misrepresentations; but afterward there comes an eternal weight of glory, and you can bear the wounds and the bruises and the misrepresentations, if you can have the reward afterward. Have you not enough enthusiasm to cry out: “We are the men! We are the men!” I learn also from , this subject the danger of worldly ■ elevation. This Eglon was what the world called a great man. There were hundreds of people who would have considered it the j greatest honor of their life just to have him speak to them; yet, although he is so high up in wordly position, he is not beyond the reach of Ehud's digger. I see a great many people trying to climb up in social position, having an idea that there is a safe place somewhere far above, not knowing that the ! mountain of fame has a top like Mont 1 lllanc, covered with perpetual snow. We laugh at the children of Shinar j for trying to build a tower that could : reach to the heavens; but I think, if ; our eyesight were only good enough, we could see a Babel in many a dooryard. Oh! the struggle is fierce. It is store against store, house against house, street against street, nation i against nation. The goal for which men are running is chairs, and chandeliers, and mirrors, and houses, and presidential equipments. If they get what they anticipate, what have they got? Men are not safe from calumny while they live, worse than that, they are not safe after they are dead; for 1 have seen swine root up graveyards. One day a man goes up into publicity, and the world does him honor, and people climb up into sycamore trees to watch him hs he passes, and, as he goes alqng on the shoulders of the people, there is waving of hats and a wild huzza. To-morrow the same man is caught between the jaws of a printing press and mangled and bruised, and the very sanje persons who applauded him before cry: “Down with the traitor! Down with him!”

ueisnazzar sits at tue least, the mighty men of Babylon sitting all around him. "\Vit sparkles like the wine, and the wine like the wit. Musicrolls up among the chandeliers, the chandeliers flash down on the decanters. The breath of hanging gardens float in on the night air, the voice of revelry floats out. Amidst wreaths and tapestry, and folded banner^, a finger writes. The march of a host is heard on the stairs. Laughter catches in the throat. A thousand, hearts stop beating. The blow is struck. The blood on the floor is richer-hued than the wine on the table. The kingdom has departed. Belshazzar was no worse, perhaps, than hundreds of others in Babylon, but liis position slew him. Oh, be content with just such a position as God has placed you in. It may not be said of us: ‘He was a great general,” or “He was an honored chieftain,” or “He was mighty in worldly attainments;” but this thing may be said of you and me: “He was a good citizen, a faithful Christian, a friend of Jesus.” And that in the last day will be the highest of all eulogiums. I learn further from this subject that death comes to the summer house. Eglon did not expect to die id that fine place. Amidst all the flower leaves that drifted like summer snow into the window; in the tinkle and dash of the fountains; in the sound of a thousand leaves fluttering on one tree branch: in the cool breezp the came to up shake feverish trouble out of the king's locks —there was nothing that spake of death, but there he died! In the winter when the snow is a shroud, and when the wind is a dirge, it is easy to think of our mortality, but when the weather is pleasant, and, all our surroundings are agreeable, how difficult it is for us to appreciate the truth that we are mortal! And yet my text teaches that death does sometimes come to the summer house. He is blind and.can not see the leaves. He is deaf and can not hear the fountains. Oh, if death would ask us for victims, We could point him to hundreds pf people who would rejoice to have him come. Push back the door of that hovel. Look at the child—cold,and sick, and hungry. It has never heard the name of God but in blasphemy. Parents intoxicated, staggering around its straw bed. Oh,' death, there is a mark for thee! Up with it into the light! Before these little feet stumble on life's pathway, give them rest. Here is an aged man. He had done his word. He has done it gloriously. The companions of his youth are all gone, his children dead, he longs to be at rest, and wearily the days and the nights pass. He says: “Come, Lord Jesus—come quickly.” Oh, death, there is a mark for Thee! Take from him the staff and give him the scepter! Up with him into the light, where eyes never grow dim and the hair whitens not through the long years of eternity. Ah, death will not do that. Death turns back from the straw bed, and from the aged man ready for the skies, and comes to the sum

mer house. VV hat doest thou here, thou bony, ' ghastly monster, amidst this waving grass, and under this sunlight sifting through the treebranches? Children are at play. How quickly their feet go, and their locks toss in the wind. Father and mother stand at theside of the room looking on, enjoying* their glee. It does not seem possible that the wolf should ever break into that fold and carry off a lamb. Meanwhile an old archer stands looking through a thickets He points his arrow at the brightest of the group—He is a sure marksman—the bow bends, the arrow speeds! Hush now! The quick: feet have stopped, | and the locks toss no more in the wind. Laughter has gone out of the hall. Death in the summer house! Here is a father in mid-life; his coming home at night is the signal for mirth. The children rush to the door.

and there are’ books on the evening stand, and the hours pass away on glad feet. There is nothing wanting-in that home. Religion is there, and sacrifices on the altar morning and night. You look in that household and say: “I can not think of anything happier. 1 do not really believe the world is so sad a place as some people describe it to be.” The scene changes. Father is sick. The doors must be kept shut. The death-watch chirps dolefully on the hearth. The children whisper, and walk softly where once they romped. Passing the house late at night you see the quick glancing of lights from room to room. : It is all over. Death in the summer house. There is an aged mother—aged, but not infirm. You think you will have the joy of caring for her wants a good while yet. As she goes from house to house, to children and grandchildren, her coming is a dropping of sunlight in the dwelling. Your children see her coming through the lane, and they cry, “Grandmother's come?” Care for you has marked up her face with many a deep wrinkle, and her back stoops with carrying your burdens. Some day she is very quiet. She says she is not sick, but something tells you yon will not much lotager have mother. She will sit With you no more at the table, nor at the hearth. Her soul goes out so gently you do not exactly know the moment of its going. Fold the hands that have done so many kindnesses for you right over the heart that has beat with love toward you ever since you were born. Let the pilgrim rest. She is weary. Death in the summer house! Gather about us what we will of comfort and luxury, when the pale messenger comes he does not stop to look at the architecture of the house before he comes in; nor, entering, does he wait to examine the pictures we have gathered on the wall: or, bending over your pillow, he does not stop to see whether there is a color in the cheek, or gentleness in the eye, or intelligence in the brow. But what of that? Must we stand forever mourning among the graves of our dead? No! No! The people in Bengal bring cages of birds to the graves of their dead, and then thej- open the cages, and the birds go singing heavenward. So I would bring to the graves of your dead all bright thoughts and congratulations, and bid them think of victory and redemption. I stamp on the bottom of the grave, and it breaks through into the light

and tne glory ol Heaven. The ancients used to think that the straits entering1 the Red sea were very dangerous places, and they supposed that every ship that went through those straits would be destroyed, and they were in the habit of putting on weeds of mourning for those who had gone on that voyage, as though they were actually dead. Do you know what they called those straits? They called them the “Gate of Tears.” Oh, I stand to-day at the gate of tears through which many of your loved ones have gone, and I want to tell you that all are not shipwrecked that have gone through those straits into the great ocean'stretching out beyond. The sound that cpmes from that other shore on still nights when we are wrapped in prayer makes me think that the departed are not dead. We are the dead—we who toil; we who weep; we who sin— we are the dead. How my heart aches for human sorrow! this sound of breaking hearts that I hear all about me! this last look of faces that will never brighten again! this last kiss of lips that never will speak again! this widowhood and orphanage! Oh, when will the day of sorrow be gone? After the sharpest winter the spring dismounts from the shoulder of a southern gale and puts its warm hand upon the earth, and in its palm there tomes the grass, and there comes the flowers, and God reads over the poetry of bird, and brook, and bloom, and pronounces it very good. Whgt, my friends, if every winter had not its spring, and every night its day. and every gloom its glow, and every bitter now . its sweet hereafter! If you have been on sea, you know, as the ship passes in the night, there is a phosphorescent track left behind it, as the waters roll up they toss with unimaginable splendor. Well, across this great ocean of human trouble Jesus walks. Oh, that in the phosphorescent track of His feet we might all follow and be illumined! There was a geiftleman in the rail car who saw in that same car three passengers of very different circumstances. The' first was a maniac. He was carefully guarded by his attendants; his mind, like a ship dismasted, was bearing against a dark desolate coast, from which no help could come. The train stopped, and the man was .taken out into the asylum, to waste away perhaps, through years of gloom. The second passenger was a culprit. The outraged law had seized on him. As the ear jolted, the chains rattled. On his face were crime, depravity and dispair. The train halted, and he was taken out to the penitentiary, to which he had been condemned. There was the third passenger, under far different circumstances. She was a bride. Every hour was gay as a marriage-bell. Life glittered and beckoned. Her companion was taking her to his father’s house. The train halted. The old man was there to welcome her to her new home, and his white locks snowed down upon her as he sealed his word with a father’s kiss. Quickly we fly toward eternity. We will 'soon be there. Seme leave this life condemned culprits They refused a pardon; they carry then chains. Oh, it may be with us, that, leaving this fleeting life for the next, we may find our Father ready to greet us to our new home with Him forever. That will be a marriage banquet! Father’s welcome ! Father’s bosom ! Father’s kiss! Heaven! Heaven!

—A singular illustration of the persistence with which the Japanese adhere to their family vocations is seen in an announcement in a Japanese newspaper that a celebrated dancing- master was to hold a service in honor of the one hundredth anniversary of the death of hisancestor, who was the first of the family to take up the profession.

RESULTS OF RECIPROCITY. The balance of Tracta u Affected by Republican Heutres. Exports of gold and the excess *of imports over exports invite attention to the degree of success attending the attempt made in the McKinley bill to regulate trade balances by reciprocity arrangements. The need1 of such arrangements was strongly urged by a reference to the large excess of our imports from South America over our exports to those countries. Thus, for the fiscal year 1890, the last before the McKinley bill was passed, we imported from Brazil merchandise worth $59;000,000, and sold her merchandise worth $12,000,000. So the balance of trade to be settled in gold, as the republicans were in the habit of stating it, was $47,000,000. though we actually sent to Brazil in that year only a little more than half a million dollars in gold and silver. The reciprocity soction of the McKinley bill was intended to correct this inequality in our trade—to make our exports to South America equal our imports thence, or, at any rate, to reduce the excess of imports. This was the main object sought, and to accomplish it the president was armed with power to tax the products of countries that failed to adapt their tariff laws to what was supposed to be the interest of our trade. After a trial of reciprocity up to the close of the fiscal year 1899, our experience with Brazil, the leading South American country and the first to agree to the reciprocity requirement, was as follows: Our exports to Brazil had increased in two years from $12,000,000 to $14,000,000. In the same time our imports had increased from $59,000,000 to $11S,088,000. The balance of trade had increased from $47,000,000 to $104,000,000. Our net exports of specie in the same year were about $000,000 (nearly all silver), or very little more than two years before. This is explained by the fact that our South American balances are mostly settled in London. It is a luminous commentary on the republican party's.promise to check imports and keep our gold at home, that when it reluctantly loosed its hold on power our imports had largely increased, our export trade had dwindled, and our gold was leaving the country in millions per Week. In the fiscal year 1S89, toward the close of which Mr. Harrison became president, we imported nearly $6S,000,000 more specie than we exported. In the following year the net imports of specie were $18,000,000. In the fiscal year 1S91, the net exports of specie were nearly $73,000,000. In the last fiscal year the excess of exports was not large, but for the, twelve months ending Siarch 81, 1893, it was $94,000,000. In the light of these facts it requires a good deal of assurance to attribute the disturbance of business growing out of exports of gold to the election of a .democratic president. In a general way it may be said that we have been losing gold ever since Sir. Harrison was inaugurated.—Louisville Courier-Jour-nal.

FOSTER’S FINANCIERING. aA Chance f<or Republicans to Repeat Their McKinley Donation. Charles Foster, who was secretary of the treasury under Benjamin Harrison, has failed in business. Of course he was an expert financier or he would not have had the important portfolio in the Harrison cabinet which he obtained. A resident of Fostoria, he was early a dry-goods merchant, subsequently a banker, generally a boomer. Todhe full he was as heartily in favor of a protective tariff as the be-all and the end-all of American prosperity' as William McKinley himself, whom he preceded in the governorship ofTihio. When McKinley fell by the wayside as the result of ill-considered indorsements of friends republican politicians and well wishers came to hisaid and supplied« him with funds wherewith to meet his obligations. : The failure of Charles Foster suggests that there is likely to be, a financial hospital for republican lame ducks generally. Charles Foster’s trouble is said to be injudicious indorsements. Will the gentlemen who came to the assistance of High Tariff McKinley- come also to the assistance of High Tariff Foster? McKinley was but a member of congress, chairman of the committee on ways and means, and proponent in efiief of that act of congress which was supposed to make everybody in the United States rich beyond compare, but when McKinley was mere chairman of the ways and means committee the great Tester was secretary of the treasury, the veryhead and front of republican financing. Come, gentlemen, to the rescue of Mr. Foster, just as you came to the rescue of Mr. McKinley. He is equally deserving of your particular care. He looked after your interests, making the few rich at the expense of the many, himself included, and if you supported the one you must support the other in the hour of his affliction. Let us have Foster cared for quite as comfortably as McKinley was cared for. No better use can be made of your tariff-made money than Jo bolster your tariff lawmakers. They helped you at your greatest need. Now come forward and make them .whole.—Chicago Times,

-Mr. Clarkson says the younger ement is coming to the front in the republican party. If this is true it is a fortunate thing for the republican party, and it would have been much better for that organization if Mr. Clarkson's speech had been delivered by one of that element. If the republicans are to ever win another national victory they must take higher ground and keep step with the present. What does the younger element think .of Mr. Clarkaon’s desperate attempt to once more unfurl the bloody shirt and to save the nation and the flag from the “confederates” who survived a war that ended before the “younger element” was born?—Louisville Courier-Journal. -Clarkson says that the young men of the country are not flocking to the republican party. Of course, young men are naturally averse to old fogies. —St. Paul Globe.

CIVIL SERVICE REFOKA1. . Facts That It Will Sot Do to EnUrslj . Overlook. Civif service reformers are, as a rule, earnest, sincere and honorable men. They are sometimes^ however, a little hasty. If it is essential that good men in office should not be disturbed, it is also essential that bad men in office should be removed. Civil service reform was not adopted for the purpose of shielding incompetent or bad men, nor was it with the object of protecting bitter partisans and retaining them in office that the existing law was enacted. It must be recollected that there are in office at the present time many more republicans than democrats. Some of these republicans have held office since the days of Grant. They were appointed at a time when the spoils system was most revolting; Since then thousands of partisan republicans have been given patronage as rewards foe their political work. Mr. Harrison's use of patronage was as scandalous and selfish as that of any of his republican predecessors. The convention that nominated him was controlled by federal office holders. From one end of the country to the other there are republican editors holding post offices who ‘ have spent their time in misrepresenting and abusing the present administration. These facts, it is true, cannot excuse a violation of the letter or the spirit of the law. They do not furnish a reason for a clean sweep, but they^do afford a presumption that the administration is not always wrong when it makes a removal. Thus far during Mr. Clevelands administration professional civil-service reformers have put the president and his cabinet officers upon trial for every removal that has been made. They have not asked or obtained an explanation; they have simply condemned. This attitude will not help the cause of civil service reform. It ought to be assumed that the administration has cause for its removals, and if the reasons for removals are sought they will undoubtedly be given. It is not consistent with the proper transaction of the public business that a chief of a department should devote his whole time to explaining every official act. All the administration can expeet-and all that it probably asks is that the presumption of good intentions should be in its favor. The course which the mugwump authorities have pursued thus far is most-unjust. If the Civil Service Reform league proposes to conduct itself after the fashion of its organs, its cause will be injured in the eyes of those who wish to see the president and his cabinet treated with the respeet that they deserve. — N. Y. World.

M’KINLEY ASPIRES. The Major's Cunning: Play for the Presidential Chair. It is plainly apparent that the friends of Gov. McKinley are handling him with special reference to placing him in the presidential race for 1890. That he was laying up treasures for the political future was evident at the Minneapolis convention. He made himself a conspicuous figure on that occasion and smilingly went through the dtities of presiding officer while his own name was among those for whom the delegates were voting. His appearance did not strike the vast audience as indicative of any ■ great chagrin, and while he smilingly went through it there were those earttel enough to suggest that the programme had been previously arranged and that he had schooled himself for the task. The severe set-back encountered by the g. o. p, did not change the major's purpose, but somewhat altered his plans, For months he had nothing to say and then made a 'sure thing on a sympathetic reception of his utterances by giving them to the two or three men- who ovrti the sentiments and control the actions of the Ohio wool growers' association. There he declared for the same tariff principles which he has always advocated and which the country so emphatically repudiated at the last national election. He did the same thing at the political banquet recently held at his home in Can ton and eloquently appealed to the slaughtered party to stand by its guns. He is predicting a series of sad calamities for the present administration and jubilantly proclaims that the people will again place the republican- party in power, the wish being father to the thought because of his own overshadowing personal interest. Even his recent financial disasters have been utilized by his friends as campaign material, and the}have been sounding bis praises while ; arranging to meet the obligations which common business sagacity would never have incurred. □ With two such conspicuous figures as Harrison and McKinley m the field, the lesser lights may have, hard sledding, but with Ohio wavering and Indiana in the democratic column, the minority party may conclude to look elsewhere for presidential timber. It would be a downright pleasure for the people to convince the governor that the country was in earnest when it declared against his iniquitous tariff theories. As the patron saint of high protection he would make the logical candidate for tlm party which he so fully sueeeeded in making unpopular.—Detroit Free Press.

--Got. McKinley says that “the republican party requires neither eulogy nor apology.” No, what it really needs is an obituary, constructed on the lines of the plain, unvarnished truth. And if it persists in its bourbonism, as the speeches of McKinley and Hoar at Boston indicate that it does, the “corpse will be ready” in 1894—N. Y.. World. -Republican papers all over the country are expressing a yearning desire that (len. Clarkson will restrain his vocal organs for many moons to come. His famous Louisville speech established his reputation as a star exhorter, but as a political leader he is a howling failure.—Detroit Free Press. -The republican party has an abundance of leaders —what they are | waiting for- are members.—Cleveland I Plain Dealer.

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