Pike County Democrat, Volume 25, Number 10, Petersburg, Pike County, 20 July 1894 — Page 3

M- McC. STOOPS, Editor and Proprietorietkrsbukg. - - Indiana,

HERE was con siderable talk in the cit> room the first day that Clarence Holt made his nppearance there and began his work on the Daily Sensation. He made his en

s try accompanied by liis father, a stockholder in the paper, and tl\e business manager, and was introduced to the •city editor. While they were chatting the oldest reporter in the room, a chronic kicker, growled: “Well, here- comes another favorite to be foisted upon the city man. He'll be a pet. of course; his old man is a stockholder and has got money to burn." Further controversy and retort was interrupted by the approach of the city ■editor, who left his desk to introduce Clarence Holt to the mefnbers of the" staff, who greeted him according to their various dispositions. Young Holt returned to the editor’s desk. and. his father and the business manager having gone, he said to the latest addition to the staff of the Sensation: “1 believe jtou have had some little experience in writing?” “1 have done no news work, but have written some stories for publication whigh have been published and paid for. ” When he said "paid for” he put a bit of emphasis on the words. * "When your father first broached the subject of your coming here be gave me some samples of your work to read. Your descriptive powers are yery good and .you have a keen sense ■of humor. “Now what I most need on my staff is a good writer of special articles. Now, if you can produce rapidly and graphically, you can begin your career well up the ladder, although 1 shall make some deadly enemies on the staff by giviug you the opportunity.

"in tne exigencym uany puoncauon you must do rush work, but not poor work. You will not have time or opportunity for re-writing and polishing as the great lights of literature are presumed to lavish on their efforts.” Clarence Holt nodded his head and the editor further said: “But you have one thing to encourage you, and you can. well afford to serve an apprenticeship and stand the eternal grind. It is only a mere matter of time when you will have a paper of your. own, and your father is well fixed-r-has money to burn.” “I've come here to learn the way, and will succeed if it is in me.to, but don’t you thiuk that to start off you are overestimating my abilities? 1 want to be taken for what I am. and forwftat IcSn do. Don’t let my father's interest in this paper cut any figure with you.” “Good! Now, what I want you to do is to go to the Olympic theater and interview one of the chorus girls. You must find one who has an interesting life history, \something on the romantic.” The comic opera of “Cupid” had proven a success, and everybody he was to meet was in the best of humor, shaking hands with the others—and himself. . Now it happened that the author of the libretto was a journalist, and he immediately came to the new reporter's rescue with: “Just hold on a little, while I run around a bit I've had a heap of experience in this sort of thing and I may he able to help you out.” « - Pretty soon the author came back and said: “By Jove, I've found herrand she's as pretty as a peach. The stage manager knows all about her: comes of a good family; once had plenty of money

THE STAGE MANAGER INTRODUCED HER. —money to burn—haven’t pot it now. Father propped it some way. Hang around and I will point her out to you. Why, there she is, that stately-looking ■creature. Superb!” The stage manager brought the .young lady forward and introduced her. “Miss Ethel Allen.” “Mr. Holt, of the Sensation.” Mtss Allen and Mr. Holt said some* thing about “pleased to meet” and the success of the .opera, and, of course, referred,to the weather. The stage manager put an end to the talk by calling the next scene, and the rehearsal proceeded rapidly with suggestions from the author and composer. When* the rehearsal was over Ethel

( Allen came shyly up to Clarence Holt, and said: “Now, Mr. Newspaperman, -I am at your mercy.” “As this is about meal tim-i and you must be hungry,” he replied, “I suggest that 1 walk along with you to your home, if you have no objection, as you know it is part of my errand to see you chorus girls at home.” The pair walked a block in awkward silence, for Clarence Holt was rather a bashful fellow, and the situation was a novel one. Ethel Allen was the first to break the ice. “Have you been a journalist long?*’ The young man laughed outright at the question. “I make m3* start as a reporter today.” The young lady laughed, too. Before another block was gone Ethel Allen was telling something of herself and her family-, speaking mostly of her parents. “Papa was very* well off once and in j a prosperous business. By a bit of I sharp practice, which I cannot understand. a partner of his in a tra nsaction ! managed to make the money* and leave papa ip the lurch, a broken man, just at the time that he thought of retiring. “As the saying goes, there was a I great ‘come down’ for the Allen family, and father had to go clerking and begin life all over again. In all his distress he managed to educate me. I am fond of music, blessed with a voice, and here I am, a member of the chorus of ‘Cupid.’ ” “Why, indeed, this is a romance- in real life,” said the reporter. “It may be a romance to you, but it is a realty to me,” said the girl, with a tinge of sadness in her voice. The Allen family* had already dined, and the chorus girl’s father entertained the reporter in the parlor with a precise account of the financial ruin and the direct eause that led to it. Clarence Holt made copious notes, and Informed the defrauded merchant. “I’ve got the whole transaction down to a dot. Could you favor me with ,the name of the villain that wronged you?” “That would be libelous, you know, and would involve t your paper in litigation.” - “Oh, yes,’1 exclaimed the new re- [ porter. “I see that would never do; the story is strong enough without the name.” Clarence Holt had been invited to dine, but had declined. It was not his dining hour, but he wanted to see Miss Allen “for a few more questions.” When the girl of the chorus appeared he forget all about the questions, but he said, instead, how pleased he had been to meet her father, who had “suffered such wrongs at the hands of an unprincipled scoundrel.” There was tire in his eye as he added: “But I'll show him up in a way that will make him wince." There was an unusual demand for the Sensation the next morning, such an extra call that the man in the count-ing-room at last had his curiosity so much aronsed that lie asked: “What makes the Sensation go so this morning?” “Why, ain’t y*ou on to it?" said a purchaser. “You’ll hear from it soon enough. .lust read this article: ‘A Chorus Girl’s Romance.’ Just skip the first rart of it and get down to the digging up of a skeleton, an exposure of how old u^an Allen, the girl's father, was done out of his fortune. The whole town has got it, and there'll be the deuce to pay in your office. Y’ou hear me?”

When the business manager came in he° was frothing at the mouth like a mad dog and the language that he used was dreadful. “Send the city editor to me,’’ he screamed, “the moment he arrives!” Angry voices were heard in the man* ager’s! private room, but the senior Holt was doing the most of the swearing. When the city editor arrived he was summoned, and he responded promptly and appeared before the council. Holt, senior, was the spokesman. Thrusting forth the paper, he demanded: “Who wrote this article?” “Your son,” was the answer, “the best first attempt I ever saw; you should be proud of it und him.” The rich Mr. Holt, the man with money to burn, sunk into his chair and gasped for breath; after awhile h( managed to stammer; “That—is—all.” <s A prolonged hush fell over the assembly; it was an awkward spell of silence. With an effort the rioh Mr. Holt spoke as if in apology: “It was a business transaction, that was all. I got the best of the bargain, nothing more. If I robbed Allen, where is the law to punish me?” Everyone present knew how skillfully he had kept within legal bounds and cut of the reach of the law. As he stumbled out he turned and whispered, liorasely: “For Hod's sake, gentlemen, not a word of this to mv son.” Clarence Holt had been told that the article was a success, and thereafter he accepted many important assignments, all of which he filled with credit to himself and the papar. The city editor kept him busy with special stories, and when his father died and he inherited a fortune he was financially and practically able to embark in newspaper publication on his own account. Up to this time he had kept up his acquaintance With Ethel Allen and saw her advance step by step until she "became the prima donna of the Olympic. Then he asked her to retire from the stage and become an editor’s wife. » Even the manager, who was at first almost inconsolable at the thought of parting with a treasure, became reconciled to the wisdom of her choice and course. “After all, it is the best for both of them. Ethel Allen is a jewel with beauty and virtue, and Clarence Holt is as good as they make them; besides, he’s got money to burn.”—Journalist.

“LAUGHTER.” Rev. Dr. Talmage Chooses a Varying- Subject. The Various Kinds of Laughter Referred to In the Bible—The Most Glorious of All Will be Heaven’s Final Laugh of Triumph. The following sermon was selected by Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage for publication this week, during his sojourn in the antipodes. The subject is “Laughter,” being based on the text: Then was our mouth filled with laughter.— Psalm cxxyi.,2. Thirty-eight times does the Bible make reference to this configuration of the features and quick expulsion of breath which we call laughter. Sometimes it is born of the sunshine, and sometimes the midnight. Sometimes it stirs the sympathies of angels, and sometimes the cachinnation of devils. All healthy people laugh. Whether it pleases the Lord or displeases Him, that depends upon when we laugh and at what we laugh. My theme to-day is the laughter of the Bible, namely: Sarah’s laugh, or that of skepticism; David's laugh, or that of spiritual exultation; the fool’s laugh, or that of sinful merriment; God’s laugh, or that of infinite condemnation; Heaven’s laugh, or that of eternal triumph. Scene: An oriental tent; the occupants, old Abraham and Sarah, perhaps wrinkled and decrepit. Their three guests are three angels—the Lord Almighty one of them. In return for the hospitality shown by the old people, God promises Sarah that she shall become the ancestress of the Lord Jesus Christ. Sarah laughs in the face of God: she does not believe it. She is affrighted at what she has done. She denies it. She says: “I didn’t laugh.” Then God retorted with an emphasis that silenced all disputation: “But thou didst laugh.” My friends, the laugh of skepticism in all ages is only the echo of Sarah's laughter. God says He will accomplish a thing, and men say it can not be done. A great multitude laugh at the miracles. They say they are contrary to the laws of nature. What is a law of nature? It is God's way of doing a thing. You ordinarily cross a river at one ferry. To-morrow you change for one day, and you go across another ferry. You made the rule. Have you not the right to change it? You ordinarily come in at that door of the church. Suppose that bext Sabbath you should come in at the other door? It is a habit you have. Have you not a right to change your habit? A law of nature is God’s habit—His way of doing things. If He makes the law, has He not a right to change it at any time He wants to change it? Alas! for the folly of those who laugh at God when He says: “I will do a thing,” they responding: “You can’t do it.” God says that the Bible is true—it is all true. Bishop Colenso laughs; Herbert Spencer laughs; Stuart Mill laughs; great German universities laugh; Harvard laughs—softly! A great many of the learned institutions, with long rows of prpfessers seated on the fence between Christianity and infidelity, laugh softly. They say: “We didn’t laugh.” That was Sarah's trick. God thunders from the heavens: “But thou didst laugh.” The Garden of Eden was only a fable. There never was an ark built; or, if it was built, it was too small to have two of every kind. The pillar of fire was only the northern light; the tep plagues of Egypt only a brilliant specimen of jugglery. The sea parted because the wind blew violently a great while from one direction. The

sun and moon did not put themselves out of the way for Joshua. Jacob's ladder was only horizontal and picturesque clouds. The destroying angel smitting the first born in Egypt was only cholera infatum become epidemic. The gullet of the whale, by positive measurement, too small to swallow a prophet. The story of the immaculate conception a shock of all decency. The lame, the dumb, the blind, the halt, cured by mere human surgery. The resurrection of Christ's friend only a beautiful tableaux, Christ and Lazarus and Mary and Martha acting their parts well. My friends, there is not a doctrine or statement of God's holy word that has not been derided by the skepticism of the day. I take up the book of King James' translation. I consider it a perfect Bible; but here are skeptics who want it tore to pieces. And now, with this Bible in my hand, let me tear out all those portions which the skepticism of the day demands shall be torn out. What shall go first? “Well,” says some one in the audienpe, “take out all that about the creation, and about the first settlement of the world.” Away goes Genesis. “Now,” says someone, “take out all that about the miraculous guidance of the children of Israel in in the wilderness.” Away goes Exodus. “Now,” says someone else in the audience, “there are things in Deuteronomy and Kings that are not fit to be read.” Away go Deuteronomy and the Kings. “Now,” says someone, “the Book of Job is a fable that ought to come out.” Away goes the Book of Job. “Now,” says someone, “those passages in the New Testament which imply the divinity of Jesus Christ ought to come out.” Away go the Evangelists. “Now,” says some one, “the Book of Revelation—how preposterous! It represents a man with the moon under his feet and a sharp sword in his hand.” Away goes the Book of Revelation. Now there are a few pieces left. What shall we do with them? “Oh,” says some man in the audience, “I don’t believe a word in the Bible, from one end to the other.” Well, it is all gone. Now you have put out the last light for the nations. Now it is the pitch darkness of eternal midnight. How do you like it? The next laughter mentioned in the Bible is David’s laughter, or the expression of spirtual exultation. “Then was our mouth filled with laughter.” He got very much down sometimes; but there are other chapters where for four

-,- or five times he calls upon the people to praise and exult. It was not a mere twitch of the lips; it was a demonstra-. tion that took hold of tjgf whole physical nature. “Then was our mouth filled with laughter." My friends, this world will never be converted to God until Christians cry less, and laugh and sing more. The horrors are a poor bait. If people are to be persuaded to adopt our holy religion, it will be because they have made up their mind it is a happy religion. They <^>n't like a morbid Christianity. I know there are moral people whor enjoy a funeral. They come early to see the friends take leave of the corpse: and they steal a ride to the cemetery; but all healthy people enjoy a wedding better than they do a burial. Now. you take Jhe religion of Christ sepulchral and hearselike, and you make it repulsive. I say, plant the rose of Sharon along the church walks, and columbine to clamber over the church wall: and have a smile on your lip. and have the mouth filled with holy laughter. There is no man in the world, except the Christian, that has the right to feel an untrammeled glee/ The next laughter me ntioned in the Bible that I shall speak of is the fool’s laughter, or the expression of sinful merriment. Solomon was very quick at simile; when he makes a comparison we all catch it. What is laughter of a fool like? He says: “It is the crackling of thorns under a pot.” The kettle is swung, a bunch of brambles is put under it, and the torch is applied to it, and there is a great noise, and a big blaze, and a sputter and a quick extinguishment. Then it is darker than it was before. Fool’s laughter. • The mast miserable thing on earth is a bad man's fun. There they are—ten men in a bar room; they have at home wives, mothers, daughters. The impure jest starts at one corner of the bar room, and crackle, crackle, crackle, it goes all around. In five hundred such guffaws there is not one item of happiness. They all feel bemeaned, if they have any conscience left. Have nothing to do with men or women who tell immoral stories. I have no confidence either in their Christian character or their morality. So, all merriment that spring up out of the defects of others—caricature of a lame foot, or a curved spine, or a blind eye, or a deaf ear—will be met with the judgment of God, either upon you, or upon your children. Twenty years ago I knew a man who was particularly skillful in imitating the lameness of a neighbor. Not long ago, the son of the skillful mimic had his leg amputated for the very defect which his father had mimicked years before. I do not say it was a judgment of God; I leave you to make your own inference. The next laughter that I shall mention as being in the Bible, is the laugh of God's condemnation; “He that sitteth in the Heavens shall laugh.” Again: “The Lord will laugh at him.” Again: “I will laugh at his calamity.” With such demonstration will God meet every kind of great sin and wickedness. But men build up villanies higher and higher. Good men almost pity God, because He is so schemed against by men. Suddenly a pin drops out of the machinery of wickedness, or a secret is revealed, and the foundation begins to rock; finally, the whole thing is’ demolished/ What is the matter? I

will tell you what the matter is: That crash of ruin is only the reverberation of God’s laughter. In the money market there are a great many good men, and a great many fraudulent men. A fraudulent man there says: “I mean to have my millions.” He goes to work reckless of honesty,, and he gets his first one hundred thousand dollars. He gets after awhile his two hundred thousand dollars. After awhile he gets his five hundred thousand dollars. “Now,” he says, “I have only one more move to make, and I shall have my million.” He gathers up all his resources; he makes that one last grand move, he falls and loses all, and he has not enough money of his own left to pay the cost of the car to his home. People can not understand this spasmodio revulsion. Some said it was a sudden turn in Erie railway stock, or in Western Union, or in Illinois Central; some said on thing and some another. They all guessed wrong. I will tell yqu what it was: “He that sitteth in the heavens laughed.” A man in New York said he would be the richest man in the city. He le{t his honest work as a mechanic, and got into the city councils some way, and in ten years stole 815,000,000 from the city government. Fifteen million dollars! He held the legislature of the state of New York in the grip of his right hand. Suspicions were aroused, The grand jury presented indictments. The whole land stood aghast. The man who expected to put half the oity in his vest pocket goes to Blackwell’s island; goes to Ludlow Street jail, breaks prison, and goes across the sea; is rearrested and brought back, and again remanded to jail. * Why? “He that sitteth in t^ie heavens laughed.” Rome was a great empire. She had Horace and Virgil among her poets; she had Augustus and Constantine amongst her emperors. But what means the defaced Pantheon, and the Forum turned into a cattle market, and the broken-walled Coliseum, and the architectural skeleton of her great aqueducts? What was that thunder? “Oh,” you say, “that was the roar of the battering-rams against her walls.” No. What was that quiver? “Oh,” you say, “that was the tramp of hostile legions.” No. The quiver and the roar were the outbursts of Omnipotent laughter from the defied and insulted heavens. Rome defied God,and He laughed her down. Thebes defied God, and He laughed her down. Nineveh defied God, and He laughed her down. Babylon defied God, and He laughed her down. There is a great difference between God’s laugh and-His smile. His smile is eternal beatitude. He smiled when David sang, and Miriam clapped the cymbals, and Hannah, made garments for h.er

son. and Paul . preached. and John kindled with apocalytic vision. and when any man has anything to do and does it well. His smile! Why, it is the 15th of May, the apple orchards in full bloom; it is morning breaking on a rippling sea: it is Heaven at high noon, all the bells 1 jesting the marriage peal. But. His laughter—may it never fall on us! It is a condemnation for our sin; it is a wasting away. We may let the satirist laugh at us, and all our companions may laugh at us, and we may be made the target for the merriment of earth and hell; but God forbid that we should ever come to the fulfillment of the prophecy against the rejectors of the truth: “I will laugh at your calamity.” But, my friends, all of us who reject Christ and the pardon of the Gospel must come under that tremendous bombardment. God wants us all to repent. The other laughter mentioned in the Bible, the only one I shall speak of, is Heaven's laughter, or the expression of eternal triumph. Christ said to His disciples: “Blessed are ye that weep now, for ye shall laugh.” That makes me know positively that we are not to spend our days in Heaven singing longmeter psalms. The formalistic and stiff notions of Heaven that some people have would make ‘ me miserable. I am glad to know that the Heaven of the Bible is not only a place of holy worship, but of magnificent sociality. “What,” say you, “will the ringing laugh go around the circles of the saved?” I say, yes; pure laughter, cheering laughter, holy laughter. It will be a laugh of congratulation. When we meet a friend who has suddenly come to a fortune, or who has got over some dire sickness, do you not shake hands, do we not shake hands, do we not laugh with him? And when we get to Heaven and see our friends there, some of them having come up out of great tribulation, why we will say to one df them: “The last time I saw 5 ou you had been suffering for six weeks under a low intermittent fever;” or, to another we will say: “You for ten years were limping with the rheumatism, and you were full of complaints when we saw you last, I congratulate you on this eternal recovery.” We shall laugh. Yes; we shall congratulate all those who have come out of great financial embarrassments in this world,* because they have become millionaires in Heaven. Ye shall laugh. It shall be a laugh of reassocition. It is just as natural for us to laugh when we meet a friend we have not seen for ten years as anything is possible to be natural. When we meet our friends from whom we have been parted ten, or twenty, or thirty years, it will not be with infinite congratulation? Our perception quickened, our knowledge improved, we will know each other at a flash. We will have to talk over all that has happened since we have been separated, the one that has been ten years in Heaven telling us all that has happened in the ten years of his heavenly residence, and we telling him in return all that has happened during the ten years df his absence from earth. Ye shall laugh. I think George Whitefield and John Wesley will have a laugh of contempt for their earthly collisions; and Toplady and Charles Wesley will have a laugh of contempt for their earthly misunderstandings; and the two farmers who were in a law suit all their days will have a laugh of contempt over their earthly disturbance about a line fence. Exemption

irom all annoyance, immersion in an gladness. Ye shall laugh. Christ says so. Ye shall laugh. Yes, it will be a laugh of triumph.. Oh! what a pleasant thing it will be to stand on the wall of. Heaven and look down at Satan, and hurl at him defiance, and see him caged and chained, and we forever free from his clutches. Aha! Yes, it will be a laugh of royal greeting, You know how the Frenchmen cheered when Napoleon came back from Elba; you know how the English cheered when Wellington came back from Waterloo; you know how Americans cheered when Kossuth arrived from Hungary; you remember how Rome cheered when Pompey came back victor over nine hundred cities. Every cheer was a laugh-. But, oh! the mightie# greeting, the gladder greeting, when the snow-white cavalry troop of Heaven shall go through the streets, and, according to the Book of Revelation, Christ, in Bthe red coat, the crimson coat, on a white horse, and all the armies of Heaven following on white horses. Oh! when we see and hear that cavalcade, we shall cheer, we shall laugh. Does not your heart beat quickly at the thought of the great jubilee upon which we are soon to enter? I pray God that when we get through with this world and are going out of it, we may have some such vision as the dying Christian had when he saw written all over the clouds in the sky the letter “W;” and they asked him, standing by his side, what he thought that letter “W” meant. “Oh!” he said, “that stands for welcome.” And so may it be when we quit this world. “W” on the gate, “W” on the door of the mansion, “W” on the throne Welcome! Welcome! Welcome! I have preached this sermon with five prayerful wishes: That you might see what a mean thing is the laugh of skepticism, what bright thing is the laugh of spiritual exultation; what a hollow thing is the laugh of sinful merriment, what an awful thing is the laughx f condemnation; what a radiant, rubicund thing is the laugh of eternal triumph. Avoid the ill; choose the right. Be comforted. “Blessed are ye that weep now—ye shall laugh, ye shall laugh. —Mr. Gladstone once said: “The older I grow the more confirmed I am in my faith and religion. I have been in public life fifty-eight years, and for-ty-seven in the cabinet of the British government, and during those fortyseven years 1 have been associated with sixty of the master minds of the Country, and all but five of the sixty were Christians.”

--— . —. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. jv rC Physician and Surgeon, PETERSBURG, IND. 490fflee in Bank building, first floor. Wil oe found at office day or night. GEO. B. ASHBY, * ATTORNEY AT LAW PETERSBURG, IND. Prompt Attention Given to all Business A*~Office over Barrett & Son's store. Francis B. Poset. Dewitt Q. Chappell POSEY * CHAPPELL, Attorneys at Law, Petersburg, Ind. Will practice in all the courts. Special at* k tention given to all business. A Notary Public constantly In the office. *irOffice-i» On first floor.Bank Building. E. A. Elt. 8. G. Davenport ELY & DAVENPORT, LAWYERS, Petersburg, Ind. WOfflco over J. R. Adams ,i Son’s dru| store. Prompt attention given to all business. E. P. Richardson. a. H. Tatxor RICHARDSON & TAYLOR, Attorneys at Law, Petersburg, Ind. . Prompt attention given to all business. A Notary Public constantly in the office. Office in Carpenter Building, -Eighth and DENTISTRY. W. II. STONECIPHER,

Surgeon Dentist, PETERSBURG, IND. Office In roomsfi and 7 in Carpenter Build log. Operations first-class. All work warranted. Anaesthetic* used for painless extraction of teeth. NELSON STONE, D. V. S., PETERSBURG, IND. Owing to long practice and the possession of I / fine library and case of instruments, Mr. Stone is well prepared to treat all Diseases of Horses and Cattle STJOCESSF’TJXJL.Y. , He also keeps on hand a stock of Condition Powders and Liniment, which he sells at reasonable prices. Office Over J. B. Yoons & Co.’s Store.

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