Pike County Democrat, Volume 28, Number 39, Petersburg, Pike County, 4 February 1898 — Page 3

fike Couatj! §motxai M. McC. STOOPS, Editor and Praprtotm. PETERSBURG. • - INDIANA. A TOUGH GOOSE. Every day for the past half decade an «ld,' gray-haired negro has passed through the grounds of the National museum on the way to the northwest, where he makes a living by doing easy 4a«ks for his old mistress. The work* ■shop of the taxidermists has ever been * place of great interest to the old man, And he never passes their door without m cheery morning greeting or a visit of uncertain duration. * The scientists, too, have grown fond . «of their dusky friend, and “Mose” is the first one for whom they inquire when returning from the long journeys -and the last person for whom a goodnatured message is left as they leave. But the scientists cannot resist an oe-c-asional joke at the expense of the old k man. A Mose happened into their workshop j B the day before Christmas, just after one ^■-of the scientists had been skinning a J large bald eagle. As the old negro j |B wandered aimlessly about the room, j Semiring his unfailing wealth of inter- j H^ogathes, one of the taxidermists called moose for your Christmas dinner?” r “Deedy 1 would. I’s ’bliged to you a j It’ousand times if you gibs me de goose,* ■exclaimed Mose, enthusiastically. ■ I When he left the shop the lifeless fbody of the eagle protruded conspicuously from the newspaper bundle under Jus arm, the old man still expressing Ids gratitude volubly as long as he remained in sight. j lm Wasted to See the Feet of the Next One. i him: “Mose, would you like to have a nice

Monday Mose again wandered into ■the shop. “How did you Kke that goose, Mose?” asked the chief. “Dat goose*’’ said Mose, ruefully, '“was just de foughes’ goose eber I see. Colly, he must hab been de fader t’all •de ganders. I biled dat goose, and 1 parbiled ’im, den I biled ’im ’gen, but shu’s you bohn dat ar wuz de chewines •behrd me an’ de ole woomun eber seed.” “Oh. you didn't cook it right,’* said the chief, with a smile at the others. “Come in to-morrow and we will gi*e you another.” The next day. when Mose came hob'bling in. a large snowy owl lay on the bench, with its skin drawn.over its 'hi ad. i “There is your gOose. Mose,” said the <ebief. in as nonchalanta manner as pos*rnie. . The old negro looked suspiciously from the scientists tOHthe bird, scratching his woody head meditatively. “See here, boss.” he said, finally, “ef "*tain’t no trouble I’s like t’see de feet on dat goose afore I carries Im to de ole jroomun.”—Washington Star,.

FIGURES BY TELEGRAPH. 'Codr by U hlrb Assy I.«ri£«- \nmhrrCan Ur Sent a* Oar Word. To those people w hq use the telegraph -extensively and who spend myth time in attempting to crowd 20 words into ’ten, a new book by Charles Stew art will •be of interest. The book contains a novel telegraphic code. By means of which any number from obe to a million may be expressed by a single word •of not more than ten letters. Telegraph companies in transmitting numbers charge for each figure as a . separate word. Thus 74.013 is reckoned as five words, whereas by,the Stewart system “rulidcka.” meaning the same thing, would only count as one word. Jn some cases, for the sake of dearness t :and to avoid possible error, people w rite .out numbers in words when sending I telegraphic messages, and in such cases, I IZ4.968 would count at least seven, or possibly eight words. The code contains two tables, Ore s .gives a series of equivalents for the numbers 1 to 999. and the other gives a ♦fries of equivalents for the number 1.000 to 999.000. and by combining the two tables one gets the equivalents of any number* from 1 to 999.999. This system may be better understood by consulting the following ex- , ample*: The numbers 1.001,1.002.1.003, I etc., are formed a« follow«: I)u—1.000, f «da— 1. duda—1.001; du—1.000. fa—2, dufa—-1.0*2; du—1.C00. ka—3. duka— 1.C03; f U-—2.000, sona—86. fusqra— 2,086; kuli—34,000. tor.sa—90S, kulitonsa —34.9»>stuti—&9 000. totta—999. tutitotta—99.999; kulrei—343.COO. norsa— *678. kilim i r n rsa—245.678. , The numbers from 1 to 10 are expressed as follow#: 1 dm. 2 fa. 3 ka. 4 la. 5 roa. 0 na. 7 ra. S sa. 9 ta. 10 dcba. These form the basis for combinations, which grow as the figures be■corne larger, although some large amounts may be expressed with comparatively few letters. Thus: 863.000 sunmi. 866.000 sunni. 867.000 sunri. 86**,*000 sucsi; 869.000 sunti. S7«,000 surbi, 571.000 surtii. S72.0O0 surfi. S73.000 surk';. 674.000 surli. 875.000 snrmi. 676.000 -surni. 877.000 surri. 873.000 sursi, S79,» 000 surti. When broker and customer use the code, an order to buy or sell “dubi -shares” will mean “10.000 shares.” and the election reporter who tells of "**!unri votes.” will mean 467.000. If the book is found to be all that its’author •claims for it. it will be a boon to tele- [ graphers.—X. Y. Tribune. ■4 Her Dream Radely Dispelled. They w?re on their way, to the theater, and she was tremuiously happy, fihe felt that the words she so longed to bear would be spoken that night, and -the idem made her almost dizzv with delight. “Mr. Simpson.” she said, softly, “why do you wear that bit of string about your finger?” “O.” replied Mr. Simpson, taking it afT. “that was to remind me of my en- '• pagement with you to-night.” It wasn’t much, but it w?s enough to 4ake away the delightful dizxineau — Odds and Ends.

[Suewi X . BY EBEB E. KZXFOBB. g€€€€«i€€C€C€€€€^C€CCCCCCCil? WHEN Kodney Dare came home from the war without his strong right arm Kuth Trevor’s friends wondered if she would marry him. “Of course she will,” said the friend who knew her best. “Why shouldn’t -she? He’s the same Bodney Dare now that be was when she promised to marry him, isn’t he?” “Yes, but there’s a difference,” was the reply. “Then he had another arm to fight the battle of life with. Nowwell, I suppose it won’t make any difference with Kuth. She always was peculiar.” “Thank God for such peculiarity,” said her friend. “She wouldn’t be the wonan I have always believed her to be if she refused to marry him because he had lost an erm. She will take its place to him. I know Ruth Trevor too well to believe that Jhe idea has ever occurred to her thatSthis loss need make the slightest difference in their'plans.” And her friend was right. When one day Rodney Dare said to Ruth: “I have come to tell you that of course I do not expect to hold you to your promise to me, under existing circumstances, if you care to withdraw it,” she rose up before him v^ritfa something akin to anger in her face and looked him squarely in the eyes. “Have I ever given you any reason to think I cared to withdraw it?” she asked. “No.” was the reply. “But when you gave it I was a man. Now I am but part of one.” ~ril take that part of the roan that’s left,” she said. “It’s the part that the Rodney Dare I love lives in. Never •peak of this to roe again,” she added.

And he never did. One day Ruth said to him: “I’m going away for a month or tw o. I’ve had a letter from Aunt Martha, who lives in the prettiest little country village you ever saw. and she wants me to visit her. I shall enjoy a breath of pure air so much! Only I wish you were going with me. Rodney. I shall think of you back here in the city and feel half ashamed of myself for having such a good time that yqu cannot share.” “I shall share it in thinking how much good it is doing you,” he said. “One does not always have to take part in the pleasures of others to be benefited by them. There’s a sort of reflex influence. you know.” “That sounds quite metaphysical,” laughed Ruth, “but I think I understand what you mean, and I promise to enjoy myself to the utmost iy order that you may feel the‘reflex influence’ to the fullest extent.” Ttefore Ruth had been at Aunt Martha’s two days she found that she had been invited there for a purpose. “Your cousin Hugh is coming next week.” said Aunt Martha. “I wanted you tq meet him. I know you’ll like him—at least I hope you will, and the better you like him the better suited I’ll be." Riith looked at her questioningly. “You wonder what sort of a plan I have in my head, I suppose?” said her aunt. I’m not going to say anything more about it now. but Hugh knows.” “I infer that it is a isort of matrimonial plan?” said Ruth.\“Ifit is. put it aside at once! I may Isfce my cousin very much—I hope I shall—but I could not marry him.”

■ n dt; asKea ahdi .Marina. “Because I am to marry Rodney Dare.” answered Ruth. Then Ruth told her about her lover. “A man with one arm!” cried Aunt Martha, “and a poor man. too! You’re foolish. Ruth!” “Perhaps so,” said Ruth, quietly, but with a brave steadfastness in.her voice. “But. foolish or not. I love him. I have promised to marry hjm.ucd I shall keep my word.” “You’ve got th* stubbornness of the Trevors in you. I see,” said Aunt Martha. grimly. “But this—this obstinacy of j ours may make a great difference with your future prospects, as well as my plans. I have considerable property that must go to the children of my twobrothers. You represent one of them. Hugh the other. I wanted you to marry each other and keep the property together. If you persist in your determi- . nation to marry this Rodney Dare Hugh may get it all.” “Let him have it,” said Ruth. “All the wealth in the world wouldn’t influence me in the least in this matter." “You’re a Trevor all through.” said Aunt Martha, angry, yet admiring the spirit of her niece in spite of herself. “Well, since you’ve made up your mind, we’ll let the matter drop; but if yoti arie cot mentioned in my will you needn’t be surprised.” “I haven’t asked to be remembered In it." said Ruth. “I don’t want you to think for a moment. Aunt Martha, that I care for your money. I assure you. I have never given it a thought.” “Perhaps not,” responded Aunt Martha. “but money comes handy sometimes. and one wants to Chink twice before throwing away such a chance as this.” “I could not change my mind if I were to think a thousand times.” said Rath. “I am just old-fashioned enough to believe that there are other things more necessary to one;s happiness than money.” “Very Well, you'll uo as you choose about it, of course,” said AunfMariha. frigidly. “But I think my opinion worth considering, notwithstanding.” Cousin Hugh came. Ruth liked him, but—he wasn’t Rodney Dare! Millions of mohey wouldn’t have tempted her to marry him if she had bad no lover. “I suppose you haven’t changed tout mind about matters and things?" rid Aunt Martha, one day, Tfae week before Ruth went home.

“Not in the least,” replied Ruth. “You’re a foolish girl,” said Aunt Martha. “Maybe, but I think not,” responded Ruth. When she got home she told Rodney all about Aunt Martha’s plans. '‘Do you think I was foolish?” she asked, smiling into his face. “I think you’re a noble, true-hearted tittle woman,” he answered, and kissed her. “I hope you’ll never regret giving up your share of your aunt’s fortune for a man with but one arm to protect you with. I feel unworthy of such a sacrifice.” “There was no sacrifice about it,” said Ruth. “I didn’t care for the fortune and I do care for you.” Six months later a telegram came saying that Aunt Martha was dead. Would Ruth come to the funeral? Ruth went, and after the funeral she and Cousin Hugh sat down in the oldfashioned parlor .together, with Aunt Martha’s old lawyer and one or two of her intimate friends, to listen to the reading of her will. • In it she bequeathed to Hugh Trevor “all property now in her possession, to which she had just title and claim,” with the exception of the old family Bible. That went to Ruth. “I have brought my legacy home with me,” she told her mother, op her refurn, as she deposited a package wrapped in thick brown paper and securely tied up on the parlor table. On the wrapper was written: “Ruth Trevor, to be given her. unopened, after my death,” in Aunt Martha’s prim pen-'

mansmp. “You don’t mean to say that you wer^ left nothing but that?” cried Mrs. Tre▼or. “It’s as much as I expected,* answered Ruth. That evening Rodney Dare came In. Suddenly Ruth bethought her of the package, which had not been opened. “I must show you my legacy,” she said, bringing the package. “Cut the strings. Rodney, please.” He did so a.nd Ruth took the old worn Bible from its wrappings. As she did so, some papers slipped from between its pages and fell to the floor. She stooped and gathered them up. One was a somewhat bulky document. The other was an envelope, un whicih her name was written. “Here’s a letter from Aunt Martha,*1 she said, and opened it. As she read it a tender light came intc her face. Then a look of surprise and bewilderment. “I—I don’t understand.” she s^id, looking from Rodney to her mother. “She says something about deeds. What does-she mean bv that, I wonder?” { Rodney took the large document from Ruth’s lap and unfolded it and glanced over the half-written, (half-printed page. “It means.” he said, “that you’re a wealthy little w oman in spite of yourself, Ruth. Yo-ur Aunt Martha had half her property deeded to you before she \ t

RODNEY TOOK THE LARGE DOCUMENT. died. That which she spoke of fit her will w*» the other half of it, vvhidh had not bee-n deeded away, and you, of course, supposed that represented all. She leaves you her old home and other property in its vicinity, to the value of a good many thousands of dollars, I should say.** “It can’t be!” cried Ruth, excitedly. “Arid yet it must be so. Read her letter. Rodney—read it aloud, and maybe it’ll seem clearer to me.” Rodney read: “My Dear Niece Ruth: I do not think I have very Song to live, therefore, I shall so arrange matters now that there need be little trouble in disposing of what I leave behind when 1 am dead,. When you told me you could not fall in with my plan about a marriage with Hugh. I was indignant. If I had died then, you would have got little from me if I could have had my way about It. But by and by I began to think it over and I came to believe that you were right and I was wrong. I calculated from the head, you from^the heart, and the heart is to be trusted most in! such matters, I think. I admire you for your honesty to youf womanhood, and your loyalty to your onearmed lover. You did Just right, my dear niece—just right !—and to prove to you that I bear you no iii will for not falling in with an old woman’s foolish plana. I shall have half my property deeded to you at once, so that, at any time after my death, which I have reason to believe may happen at any time, and suddenly, all there wiil be for you will be to take possession. God bless you, deaf Ruth, and make you very happy with the man you have chosen. He ought to be proud of so loyal-hearted a wife as you will make him. Sometimes think kindly of the woman who never got much happiness out of life, and may this legacy bring you more enjoyment than it has ever brought me.” “Dear Aunt Martha!” said Ruth, softly. with tears rolling- swiftly down her cheeks. “I wish dhe could know how much I thank her for her legacy—and her letter. Do you know, Rodney, I’m not sure but I vahie that most?” For answer he bent and kissed her. “Your love and loyalty are worth a thousand legacies," he said. And Ruth threw her arms about his neek and cried: “I’m so glad tor your sake, Rodney!”—N. Y. ledger. —Russia has the most rapidly increasing population of any country in the world. The growth during the last 100 years has been a fraction lean than 1,000,000 annually. ■r ■

CHRISTIAN CHARACTER. The urtnri of Christians That Are Needed in the World. The Hnlf-and-Half Sort th* Greatest Obstacle* to Choreb Aaron cement— Mow Beat to Qualify for Christian Duties. ■

Rev. Dr. Talmage, in the following sermon, points out the style of Christian character required for the times in which we live. The text is: Whe knoweth whether thou art come to t he kingdom for such a time as this?—Esther hr., 14. c Esther, the beautiful, was the wife of Ahasueius, the abominable. The time had come for her to present a petition to her infamous husband in behalf of the Jewish nation, to which she had once belonged. She was afraid to undertake the work, lest she should lose her own life; but her cousin, Mordecai, who had brought her up, encouraged her with the suggestion that probably she had been raised up of God for that peculiar mission. “Who knoweth whether.thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this?” Esther had her God-appointed work. You and I have ours. It is my business to tell you what style of men and women you ought to be in order that you meet the demands of the age in -which God has cast your lot. So this discourse will not deal with the technicalities, but only with the practicabilities. When two armies have rushed into battle, the officers of either army do not want a philosophical discussion about the chemical properties of human blood or the nature of gunpowder; thev want some one to man the batteries and take out the guns. And now1, when all the forces of light and darkness, of Heaven and hell, liav.e plunged into the fight, it is no time to give ourselves to the definitions and formulas and technicalities and conventionalities of religion. What we waut is practical, earnest, concentrated, enthusiastic and triumphant help. In the first place, in order to meet tke special deilkand of this age, you ueed to be an unmistakable, aggressive Christian. Of half and half Christians we do not want any more. The church of Jesus Christ will be better without them. They are the chief obstacle to the church's advancement. I am speaking of another kind of Christian. All the appliances for your becoming an earnest Christian are at your baud, and there is a straight path for you into the broad daylight of God s forgiveness. You may this moment be the bondmen of the world, and the next moment you may be priuces of the Lord God Almighty. You remember what excitement there was in this country, years ago, when the prince of Wales came here—how the people rushed out by hundreds of thousands to see him. Why? Because they expected that some day he would sit upon the throne of England. But what was all that houor to which God calls you—to be.sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty; yea, to be queens and kings unto God. “They shall reign with Him forever and forever.” But you ueed to be aggressive Christians, and not like those persons who spend their lives in hugging their Christian graces and wondering why they do not make progress. How much robustness of health would a man have If he hid himself in a dark closet? A great deal of the piety of to-day is too exclusive. It hides itself. It needs more fresh air, more ou tdoor exercise. There are more Christians who are giving their entire life in self-examina-tion. They are feeling their pulses to see what is the condition of their spiritual health* How long would a man have robust physical health if he kept all the day feeling his pulse instead of going oat into active, earnest everyday work?

1 was once amid the wonderful, bewitching cactus growths of North Carolina. 1 never was more bewildered with the beauty of flowers, and yet when 1 would take up one of these cactuses aud puli the leaves apart the beauty was ail gone. You could hardly tell that it had ever been a flower. And there are a great many Christian people, in this day just pulling apart their Christian experiences to see what there is in them, and there is nothing left in them. This style of self-examination is a damage instead of an advantage to their Christian character. 1 remember when I was a boy I used to have a small piece in the garden that 1 called my own, and I planted corn there, and every few days 'I would pull it up to see how fast it was growing. Now, there are a great many Christian people in this day whose self-examination merely amounts to the palling up of ’that which they only yesterday or the day before planted. Oh, my friends, if you want to have a stalwart Christian character, plant it right out of doors, in the great field of Christian usefulness. aud though storms may come upon .it, and though the hot sun of trial may try to consume it, it will thrive until it becomes a great tree, in which the fowls of Heaven may have their .habitation. I have no patience with these flower-pot Christians, They keep themselves under shelter, and adl their Christian experience in a small, exclusive circle, when they ought to plant it in the great garden of the Lord, so that the whole atmosphere could be aromatic with their Christian usefulness. What we want in the church of God is more strength of piety. The century plant is wonderfully suggestive and wonderfully beautiful, but 1 never look at it without thinking of its parsimony. It lets whole generations go by before it pats forth one blossom; so I have really more admiration when I see the dewy tears in the bine eyes of the violets, for thej come every spring. My Christian friends, time is going by so rapidly that sre can not afford to be idle. A recent statistician says that human life sow has an average of only S3

years. From these S3 years you must subtract all the time you take for sleep and the taking of fopd and recreation: that will leave you about 16 years. From these 16 you must subtract all the time that you are necessarily engaged in the earning of a livelihood; that will leave you about eight years. From these eight years you must take all the days and weeks and months— all the length of time that is passed in sickness—leaving you about one year in which to work for God. O my soul! wake up! How darest tliou sleep in harvest time, and with so few hours in which to reap? So that I state it as a simple fact that all the time that the vast majority of you will have for the exclusive service of God will be less than one year. “But,” says some man, “I liberally support the Gospel, and the church is open, and the Gospel is preached; all the spiritual advantages are spread before men, and if they want to be saved let them come and be saved—I have discharged all my responsibility.” Ah! is that my Master's spirit? Is there not an old Book somewhere that co>mrnauds us to go out into the highways, and the hedges antf compel the people to come in? What" would become of you and me if Christ had not come down off the hills of Heaven: and if lie had not come through the door of the

oeiuienem caravansary; ana n tie uaa not with the crashed hand of the crucifixion knocked at the iron gate of the sepulchre of our spiritual death, cryins’: ‘ ‘Lazarus, couse forth?” Oh, my Christian friend! this is no time for inertia when all the forces of darkness seem to be in full blast!—when steam printing presses are publishing infidel tracts, when express trains are carrying messengers Of sin, when fast clippers are ladep with opium and, strong drink, when the night air of our cities is polluted with the laughter that breaks up from the ten thousand saloons of dissipation and abandonment, when the fires of the second death already are kindled in th*e cheeks of some who, only a little while ago, were incorrupt. Oh. never since the curse fell upon the earth has there been a time when it was such an unwise, suph a cruel, such an awful thing for the church to sleep. The great audiences are not gathered in Christian churches; the great audiences are gathered in temples of sin— tears of unutterable woe their baptism, the blood of crushed hearts the awful wine of their sacrament, blasphemies their litany, and the groans of the lost world the organ dirge of their worship. Again, if you want to be qual ified to meet the duties which this age demands of you. you must, on the one haud, avoid reckless iconoclasin, and, on the other hand, not stick too much to things because they are old. The air is full of new plans, new projects, new theories of government, new theologies, and I am amazed to see hpw so many Christians want only novelty in order to recommend a thing to their confidence; and so they vacillate and swing to and fro; and they are useless, and they are unhappy. New plans—secular, ethical, philo- ! sophical, religious, cisatlantic, trans- ; atiantie—long enough to make a line I reaching from the German universities | to Great Salt Lake City. Ah, my I brother, do not take hold of a thing ! merely because it is new! Try itjyf the realities of the judgment day. | liut, on the other hand, do not adhere I to anything merely because it is old. | There is not a single enterprise of the ; church or the world but has sometime been scoffed at. There was a ! time when men derided even Bible societies, and when a few young men met in Massachusetts and organized | the first missionary society ever organ- | ized in this country there went laughj ter and ridicule all around the ChrisI tian chnrch. They said the undertakj ing was preposterous. And so also the work of Jesus Christ was assailed. People cried out: “Who ever heard of such theories of ethics and government? Whoever noticed such a style

of preaching as Jesus has?” Ezekiel had talked of mysterious wings and wheels. v Here came a man from Capernaum and Gennessaret, and He drew His illustrations from the lakes, from the sand, from the mountain, from the lilies, from the cornstalks. How the Pharisees scoffed! How Herod derided! And this Jesus they plucked by the beard, and they spat in Uis face, and they called Him “this fellow!*' All the great en- ! terprises in and out of the church have at times been scoffed at, and there hare been a great multitude who have thought that the chariot of God's truth would fail to pieces if it once got out of the old rut. And so there are , those who hare no patience with any1 thing" like improvement in church architecture, or with anything like good, hearty, earnest church singing, and they deride any form of religious discussion which goes down walking among every-day . men, rather thau that which makes, an excursion on rhetorical strits. Ob, that the church of God would wake up to an adaptability of work! We must admit the simple fact that the churches of Jesus Christ in this day do not reach the great masses. There are 50,000 people in Edinburgh who never hear the Gospel. There are 1.000.000 people in London who never hear the Gospel. The great majority of the inhabitants of this capital come not under the ministrations of Christ's troth, and the church of God in this day, instead of being a place full of living epistles, known and read of all men, is more like a dead-letter post office. -Hot," say the people, “the world is going to be converted; you must be patient; the kingdoms of this world are to become the kingdoms of Christ." Never, unless the Church of Jesus Christ puts on more speed and energy. Instead of the church converting the world, the world is converting the church. Here is a great fortress. How shall it be taken? An army comes and sits around about it, cuts off the supplies, and says: “Now we will just wait until from exhaustion and starvation they will hare to give up. Weeks ?. ' *'

and months, and perhaps a year pass along, and finally the fortress surrenders through that starvation and exhaustion. Bat, my friends, the fortresses of sin are never to be taken in that way. If they are taken for God it will be by storm; yoa will have to bring up the great siege guns of tha 'Gospel to the very wall and wheel the flying artillery into line, and when the armed infantry of Heaven shall confront the battlements yon will have to giro the quick command: “Forward! Charge!” Ah, my friends, there is work for yon to do and for me td do in order to this grand accomplishment. I have a pulpit. I preach in it. Your pulpitis the bank. Your pu lpit is the store. Your pulpit is the editorial chair. Yonr pulpit is the anvil. Your pulpiit is the ° mechanics’ shop. I may stand in my place and, through cowardice or through self-seeking,may keep hack the word I ought to utter; while you, with* sleeve rolled up and brow besweated with toil, m^r utter the word that will .> jar the foundations of Heaven with the shout of a great victory. Oh, that we might all feel that the Lord Almighty is putting upon us the hands of ordination ! I tell you, every one, g*o forth and preach this Gospel. You have as ^much right to preach as I have or any man living.

Hedley Vicars was a wicked man in the English army. The grace of God came to him. He became an earnest andi eminent Christian. They scoffed at him and said: “You arb a hypocrite; you are as bad as ever you were.” Still he kept his faith in Christ, and after awhile, finding that they could not turn him aside by calling him a hypocrite, they said to him: “Oh, you are nothing but a Methodist!” This did not disturb him. He went on performing his Christian duty until'he had formed all his (troops into a Bible class, and the „ whole encampment was shaken with the presence of God. So Havelock went into the heathen temple in India while the English army was there and put a candle into the hand of each of the heathen gods that stood around in the heathen temple, and by the light of those candles held uip by the idols Gen. Havelock preached righteousness, temperance, and judgment to conle. And who will say on earth or In Heaven that Havelock had not the right to preach? In the minister's house where I prepared for college there worked a man by the namejofHPeter Croy., He could neither read nor write, but he was a man of God. Often theologians would stop in } the house—grave theologians—and at , family prayer Peter Croy would be called upon to lead; and all those wise men set around, wonder-struck: at his religious efficiency. When he prayed he reached up and' seemed to take hold of the very throne of the Almighty, and he talked with God until the very heavens were bowed down into the sitting room. Ob. if I were ing I would rather have plain Peter"* Croy kneel by my bedside and commend my immortal spirit to God than the greateat- archbishop arrayed in costly canonicals.• Go preach this Gospel. You say you are not licensed. In ^the name of the Lord Almighty, I license you. Go preach this Gospel, .preach it in the Sabbath schools, in the prayer meetings, in the highways, in preach it not! . , 1 remark again that in order to be qualified to meet your duty in thin particular age you want unbounded

faith in the triumph of the truth and the overthrow of wickedness. How dare the Christian church ever pet discouraged? Have we not the Lord Almighty on our side? How long did it take God to Slav the hosts of Sennacherib or barb Sodom or skaktt down Jericho? How long will it take God, when he ' once arises in ilia strength, to overthrow all the forces of iniquity? Be - tween this time and that there inay bet long seasons of darkness, and the chariot wheels of God*s Gospel may seem to drag heavily; but here is the promise and yonder is the throne, and < when .omniscience has lost its eyesight and omnipotence falls back impotent and Jehovah is driven from His throve, then the Church of Jesus Christ can afford to be despondent, but never until then. Despots may plan and armies? may march and the congresses of the nations may seem to think they are adjusting all the affairs of the world, but the mighty men of the earth are only the dust of tbe chariot wheels of God's providence. And liTthink before the snn of the next eeitury shall set the last tyranny wilii fail, and with a splendor of demonstration that shall be the astonishment of the universe God will set forth the brightness and pomp and glory and perpetuity of His eternal government. Out of tbe starry flags and emblazoned insignia of this world God will make a path for His own triumph, and returning from universal conquest He will ait down, the grandest, the strongest, higuest throne of earth His footstool. 1 prepare this sermon beeaose 1 want to encourage all Christian workers in every possible department. , Hosts of the living God, march on! march onl His spirit will bless von. His shield oil defend yon. His sword will,strike for yon. March on! The besiegement will soon be ended. Only a few more steps on the long way; only a few more sturdy blows; only a few more battle cries, then God will put the laurels upon your brow, and from the hying fountains of Heaven will bathe off tbe sweat and the heat and the dust of'the conflict. March on! march on! For yon the time for work wi^L soon be passed, and amid the ontflashings of the judgment throne and the trumpeting of resurrection angels and the upheaving of a world of graves, aad the hosanna and the groaning of the saved and the lost, we ihali be rewarded for oar faithfulness or punished for oar stupidity. Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting to everla sting, and let the whole earth be Alien wills His glory. Amen and amen.