Pike County Democrat, Volume 28, Number 46, Petersburg, Pike County, 25 March 1898 — Page 6

LOST IN THE DESEBT. Jtar. Dr. Talmage Draws Lessons From a Mother’s Trials. _

<>••*• Sj»h«*r« and Keeping It— ^TMpathjr with Wom«m-The Destlnlaa mt Mothers Set Forth—A Well |*'f V In Kvery Wilderness. In the following sermon Rev. T. DeWitt Talmagc draws some startling , lessons from an oriental story, and points to wells of comfort in unexpected places. The text is: And God opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water: and she went and tilled the bottle with water and gave the lad to drink.—Genesis xxt,ia Morning breaks upon lieersheba. "There is an early stir in the house of ■old Abraham. There has been trouble among the domestics. Hagur, an as* ;1 aistant in the household, and her son, , a brisk lad of 16 years, have become impudent and insolent, am? Sarah, the mistress of the household, puts her foot down very hard and says that they will have to leave the premises. They are packing up now. Abraham, knowing that the journey before his servant and her sou will be very long and across desolate places, in the kindness of his heart sets about putting ap some bread and a bottle with water in it. It is a very plalu lunch that Abraham provides, but I warrant you there would have been enough of it had they not lost their way. “God he with you!" said old Abraham, as he gave the lunch to llagar and a good many charges as to how she should eon duct the journey. Ishmael, the boy, 1 suppose, bounded away in the morning light, lloys always like a chauge. Poor Ishmael! He has no idea of the disasters that are ahead of him. llagar gives one long, lingering look at the familiar place where she had spent so many happy days, each scene associated with the pride and Joy of her heart, young Ishmael. The scorching noon comes on. The air is stilling ahd moves across the desert with insufferable suffocation. Ishmael, the boy, begins to complain and lies down, but llagar rouses him ap, saying nothing about her own weariness or the sweltering heat; for mothers can endure anything. Trudge, trudge, trudge. Crossing the dead level of the desert. how wearily and slowly the .miles slip! A tamarind that seemed hours ago to stand only jHst a little ahead, inviting the travelers to come under its shadow,,now is as far off as ever, or seemingly s >. Night drops upon the desert, and the travelers are pillowless. Ishmael, very weary, 1 suppose, instantly falls asleep, llagar. as the shadows of the night begin to lap over each other—llagar hugs her weary boy to hejr bo>otu and thinks of the fact that it is her fault that they ore in the desert. A star looks out, and every falling tear it kisses with a sparkle. A Wing of wind comes over tiic hot earth and lifts the locks from the fevered brow of the boy. llagar aleeps fitfully, and in her dreams travels over the weary day, and half awakes her son by crying out in her aleep. “Ishmael! Ishmael!" And so they go on day after day and night after night, for they have lost their way. No path in the shifting sands; no sign in the burning skv. The sack empty of the flour; the water gone from the bottle. What shall she do? As she puts her fainting Ishmael under a stunted shrubof the arid plain, •he see.-, the bloodshot eye. and feels the hot hand, and watches the bh>pd bursting from the cracked tongue, and there is a shriek in the desert of Beer-: , nheba: “\Ve shall dte! We.shall die!” Now, no mother was ever made strong enough to hear her son cry in vgln for ] a drink. Heretofore she had cheered her boy by promising a spec h* end of the jodruev, and even smiled upon him when she felt desperately enough. Now there is nothing to do but ■ place him under a shruo and let him die. She had thought that she would si; there and watch until the spirit of her boy would go a way forever, and then she would -breathe out her owu life on his silent heart; but as the boy begins to claw Uis tongue in the agony of thirst and struggle in distortion, and begs his mother 1 to slay him, she can not - endure the spectacle. She puts him under a shrub and goes off a bow-shot, and begins to weep until all the desert. seems s >l>bing, and her cry strikes.clear through the heavens; and an angel of God comes out on a cloud, and looks do .va upon the appalling grief and cries; “llagar, what aileth the*?" Sue looks »p, an d slje sees the angel pointing to a well of water, where she fills the bottle for the lad. Thank God! Thank -. God! . ..

i team iro m t ti is, oneoui soeae,. in t the first place, what a sad thing it is I when people do not know their place,. } and get too proud for their business! 11 agar was aa assistant in that household, but she wanted to rule there. She ridiculed and jeered until Vher son. Ishmaelf. got the same tricks. She dashed out her happiness and threw Sarah into a great fret, and if •he had stayed much longer in that household she would have upset calm Abraham's equilibrium. My' frieuda. one-half of the trouble in the world today eomes from the fact that people do not know their place, or, finding their , place, will not stay ia it. When we 1 com; into the world there is always a i place ready for us. A place for Abraham. A place for Sarah. A place for Hagar. A place for Ishmael. A place for you and a place for me. Our first duty is to find our sphere; our second is to keep it. We may be | born in a sphere far off from the one for which Ga l finally intends us. Sixtus V. was bora oa the low ground, and eras a swineherd; God called him to wave a scepter. Ferguson sport his early days in looking after sheep;God called him up to look after st&r^. and be a shepherd watching the flocks of light on the hillsides of Hearen. | Hogarth began by engraft ug pewter pots; God raised him to stand in the en

chanted realm of a painter. The shoemaker's bench held Bloomfield for a little while: but God raised him to sit in the chair of a philosopher and Christian scholar. The soap boiler of London could not keep his son in that business, for God had decided that Hawley was to be one of the greatest astronomers of England. On the other hand we may be born in a sphere a little higher than that for which God intends us. We may be born in ^ castle, and play in a costly conservatory, and feed high-bred pointers, and angle for goldfish in artificial ponds, and be familiar with princes; yet God may better have fitted us for a carpenter shop, or deutist's forceps, or a weaver’s shuttle, or a blacksmith's

forge, Ike great thing is to unu just the sphere for which God intended us, and then to occupy that sphere, and occupy it forever. 11 ere is a man God fashioned to make a plow, There is a mau God fashioned to make a constitution. The man who makes the plow is just as honorable as the man who makes i the constitution. There is a woman who was made to fashion a robe, and yonder is one intended to be a queen and wear it. It seems to me that in j the one case as in the other, God nppoints the sphere, and the needle is just as respectable in His sight as the scepter. I do not know but that the world would long ago have been saved if some of the men out of the ministry were in it, and some of those who are iu it were out df it. I really think that one-half of the world may be divided into two quarters —those who have not found their sphere and those who, having found it, are not williug to stay there. How many are struggling for a position a little higher than that for which God intended them. The bondswoman wants to be mistress. 11 agar keeps crowding Sarah. The small wheel of a watch which beautifully went treading its golden pathway wants to be the balance wheel, and the sparrow, with chagrin drops iuto the brook because it can., not, like the egle put a circle under the sun. In the Lord's army we ali want to be brigadier 'generals! Tue sloip says: “More mast, more tonnage, more canvas. Oh. that I were a topsail schooner, or a full-rigged brig, or a Canard steamer!" An 1 so the world is tilled with eries of discontent.because we are not willing to stay in the place where God put us and intended us to be. My friends, be not too proud to do anything God tolls you to do: for the lack of a right disposition iu this respect the world is strewn with wandering lingers and Ismaels. God-has given each one of us a work to do. You carry a scuttle of, coal up that dark alley. You distribute that Christian* tract. You give Si O.CiX) to the missionary cause. You for 15 rears sit with chronic rheumatism, displaying the beauty of Christian submission. Whatever God culls yon to whether it win hissing or huzza; whether to walk under triumphal arch or lift -the sot out of the ditch; whether it is to preach on a Pentecost or tell some wanderer of the street of the mercy of the Christ of Mary Magda* lene; whether it be to weave a garland for a laughing child on a spring morning and call her a May queen, or to comb out the tangled locks of a waif of the street, and out up one of your old dresses to lit her out for the sanctuary—do it, and do it right away. Whether it be a crown or a yoke, do not fidget. Everlasting honors upon those who do their work, and do their whole work, and arc contented in the sphere in which God has put them; white there is wandering, and exile, and desolation, and wilderness for discontented 11 agar and Ishmael. Again, 1 tiud in this oriental scene a lesson of sympathy with a woman when she. g<->es forth,trudging in the desert. What a great change it was for this Hagar! There was the tent. ; and ail the surroun lings of Abrahams hou.se. beautiful and luxurious, no; doubt. Now she is going out into the hot sands of the de»ert. Oh. what a change it was! An l in our day we I often see tue wheel of fortune turn, j Here is some one who lived iu the very bright home of her father. She had everything possible to administer to j her happiness—pieaty at the table, j music m the drawing-room, wel- j come at the door. She is led j forth iuto life by some one who can not j appreciate her. A dissipated soul ; comes and tu ;es her out in the desert, j Cruelties blot out all the lights of that! home circle. Harsh words wear out j her spirits. The high hope that shone i out over the marriage altar while the j ring was being set and t:ie vows given, and the benediction pronounced, have I all faded with the orange blossoms, | and there she is to-day broken hearted, j thinking of past joys an l present deso- \ lation and eomiug anguish. Hagar in j the. wilderness! Here is a beautiful home. You eau | not think of auything that can be * added to it. For years there has not | been the suggestion of a single trouble. Bright and happy children till the j house with laughter and song. Books j to read. Pictures to look at. Lounges ; to rest on. Cup of domestic joy full j and rmining over. Dark night drops. |

I'll low not. rmsoi nutter. nyes close. ; And the foot whow wjllrknown steps ; on the door-sill brought the whole household out at eventide crying, ! “Father s coming" will never sound on the door-sill ari a. A long, deep grief plowed through all that brightness of domestic life. Paradise lost. Widowhood, llagar in the wilderness. How often is it we see the weak arm of woman conscripted for this battle with the rough world. Who is she, going down the street in the early light of the morning, pale with exhausting work, hot half slept oat with the slumbers of last night, tragedies of suffering written ail orer her face, her lusterlass eyes looking far ahead, as though for the coming of some other trouble? lL-r parentscailed her Mary, or Bertha, or Angnes, on the day when they held her up to the font and the Christian minister sprinkled on the infant's face the washings of a holy baptism. Her name is changed now. 1

bear It in the shuffle of the worn-out shoes. I see it in the figure of the faded calico. I find it in the lineaments of the woe-begoae countenance. Not Mary, nor Bertha, nor Agnes, but Ilagar in the wilderness. May God have mercy upon woman in her toils, her struggles, her hardships, her deso* lation, and may the great heart of Divine sympathy inclose her forever! Again, I find in this oriental scene the fact that every mother leads forth tremendous destinies. You say: “That isn't an unusual scone, a mother leading her child by the hand.” Who is that she is leading? Ishmael. you say. Who is Ishmael? A great nation is to be founded—a nation so strong that it is to stand for thousands of years against all the armies of the world. Egypt and Assyria thunder against it, but in vain. Gaulus brings up his array, and his army is smitten. Alexander decides upon a campaign, brings up his liost, and dies. For a long while that nation monopolizes the learning of the world. It is the nation of the Arabs. Who founded it. Ishmael, the lad that liagar led into the wilderness. She had no idea she was leading forth such destinies. Neither does any mother. You pas3 along the street and see and pass toys and girls who will yet make the earth quake with their influence.

Who is that boy at, Sutton pool.Pl vtaouth, England, barefooted, trading down Into the slush aud slime until, his bare foot comes upon a pi see of glass, ami he lifts it, bleeding a"nd pain* struck? That wound in the foot decides that he be sedentary in his life, decides that he be a student. That wound by the glass in the foot decides that he shall be John Kitto, who shall provide the best religious encyclopaedia the world has ever had provided, and, with his other writings as well, throwing a light upon the word of God such as has comb from no other man in this century. O mother, mother, that little hand that wanders over your face may yet be lifted to hurl tlaunderoolts of war or drop benedictions! That little voice may blaspheme God in the groggery or cry -Forward!” to the Lord's hosts as they go out for their last victory. My mind this morning leaps 30 years ahead, aud I see a merchant prince of 2sew York. One stroke of his pen brings a ship out of Canton. Another stroke of his pen brings a ship into Madras, lie is mighty in all the money markets of the world. Who is he ? 1 lie sits on Sabbath beside you in ! eliureh. My mind leaps thirty years ! forward from this time and 1 Had myself in a relief association. A great multitude of Christian women have * met together for a generous purpose. There is one woman in that crowd who seems to have the confidence of all the others, and they ail look up to her for her counsel and her prayers. Who is she? This afternoon you will find her in the Sabbath school, , while the teacher tells her of that Christ who clothed the naked, and fed the hungry, and healed the sick. My mind leaps forward 30 years from now, and 1 find myself in an African jungle; and there is a missionary of the cross addressing the natives, and their dusky countenances are irradiated with the glad tidings of great joy find salvation. Who is he? Did you nob hear his voiee to-day in the opening song of your church service? Look up. where Hagar looked. She never would have found the fountain at all, but when she heard the voiee of the angel she looked up, and she saw the finger pointing to the supply. And, O soul, if to-duy with one earnest, intense prayer you would only look up to Christ, lie would point yon down to the supply in the wilderness: "Look unto me,- ail ye ends of the earth, and be ye saved, for 1 am God, and there is none else!"' Look! Look as ilagar looked! Yes, there is a well for every desert of bereavement. Looking over my audience I notice signs of mourning and woe. Have ton found consolation? Oh, man bereft, oh. woman bereft, have you found consolation? Hearse after hearse. We step from one grave hillock to another grave hillock. We follow corpses, ourselves soon to be like them. The world is iu mourning -for its dead. Every heart has become the sepulcher of some buried joy. Hut sing ye to God; every wilderness has a well in it; and I home to that well today, and I begin to draw water for you from that wetL

Have you seen the Nyctanthes? It is a beautiful dower. but it gives very little fragruaee until after sunset. Then it pours its richness on the air. Ami this grace of the Gospel that I commend to you now, while it may be very sweet during the day of prosperity, it pours forth its richest aroma ■after sundown. And it will be sundown with you aud me after awhile. When you come to go out of this world, will it be a desert march, or will it be drinking at a fountain? A converted Hindoo was dying, and' his heathen comrades came around him and tried to comfort him by reading some of their tocology, but he waved his hand, as uiueh as to say: * 'I don't want to hear it.” Then they called in a heathen priest, and he said: “If yon will only recite the Numlra it will deliver you from helL” He waved his hand, os much as to say: “I don't want to hear that." Then they said: “Call on Juggernaut. He shook his head, as much as to say: ,“I caut't do that.” Then they thought perhaps .he was too weary to speak, and they said; “Now if you can't say •Juggernaut,’ think of him." He snook his head, as mnehastosay: “No, no, no!” Then they bent down to his pillow, and they said: “In what will you trust?” lits face lighted up with the very glories of the celestial sphere, as he cried oat, rallying all his dying energies: “/•sus!” Oh, come this hour to the fountain! 1 will tell yon the whole story in two or three sentences. Pardon for all sin. Comfort fur all trouble. Light for all darkness. And every wilderness has a well in iW /

NO SUNDAY AT THE CAPITAL. The Prat of Public Bttlnnt Too Great to Admit of the D*ul Obeerraaee by the President and Bis Advisers—Con* ference with Member* of the Cabinet and with Sir. Flint. Who Is Agent foi the 8ale of War Vessel*, Ktc. Washington, March 3).—President McKinley did not attend church yes* terday morning, as is his custom, but, instead, spent two hours and more in conference with several members oi the cabinet. Assistant Secretary Day called about 10:30 o'clock and remained until nearly one. Secretary Long and j Secretary Bliss were the other mem bers present. They remained less than I an hour. Commander ' lover, in com* j pany with Mr. Flint, vho has been ! acting for the govern ms it in the nego* ; tiatious for the purchase of ships, also i called and were shown Into the presi* | dent's private office, j The members of the c: binet, on leav- ! ing the White House, s id that there i was no special significance in the meet* I ing. The report of the daine court ol j inquiry had not been ret ived, nor was it definitely known w ten it would roach here. It was expo ted, however, early in the present wee: , and as soon i as received it would be handed at once to the president, and wh«-1 it had been read and considered by th e president it | would be made public, i Secretary Long, in speaking of the re* 1 port, said that, while fully realizing ! its importance, the country, in his opinion, would willingly becord to the president a day or two, i f necessary, for its consideration. The indications | seem to be that the report will be made public by the middle of the present

I wees. j The presence of Mr. Charles li. Flint • at the conference naturally gave infer- : ence that the president and his advis- • ers were discussing the question of ae1 quiring additional ships. Mr. Flint, whose commercial interests are largely | with South American countries, is be* ; lieved. in a measure, at least, to repret sent Chili and Argentina in any negotiations which are under way for the disposition of their war vessels. A re- ! porter asked Mr. Flint if he could say ; whether or not the United States had ! secured possession of the Chilian ship i O'Higgins and the Argentine ship San j Martino, but he declined to make auy ; statement as to that particular feature of the subject. When pressed for somednforuiatiou iu regard to the mati ter. he replied: "Both Chili and the Argentine Re- ; public have the warmest friendship and admiration for the United States ; and her institutions. 'Neither country : is anxious to sell their ships to this i government, basing this indisposition on the belief that we have an excellent i navy of our own. They want these vessels themselves. If the time should come, however. 1 when it was apparent that the United ; States needed these vessels they would : gladly part with them to us." The attention of Mr. Flint was called ! to the published report that the United j States would purchase the Brazilian | torpedo gunboat Tuby, but this he j said would not be done, so far as he I was aware, as there were no negotia- , tioas under way to that effeet. Aside from the meeting of several : members of the cabinet at the White j House, there were no incidents of imi portanee during the day. Judge Day, Assistant Secretary Adee, ! Chief Clerk Michael and other officials j were at the department, but this has ; been quite common during the recent ; month. Also at the war and navy de- | partments a number of the chiefs of j bureaus were at their desks for several I hours, mainly for the purpose of dis- ; posing of the business which recently t has accumulated so rapidly. | The most interesting topic of the day was based on the dispatches from Havana indicating a prospective, conference between Gen. Pando ami Generals. Garcia. Gomez and others of the insurgent army, for the purpose of submitting to the latter a formal offer of au; j tonorny. The basis of autonomy, as ] outlined iu the dispatches, apparently ! found no credence with the officials of ! j the Spanish legation. They stated j | their disbelief that a conference on the j j proposed lines was probable.and added j j that they had no information on the j subject. Minister l’olo v Bernabe ex-’ | j pressed the opinion that the report i j from Havana was unfounded, as he ; said, the basis upon which it was jiro- I posed to grant autonomy was absurd.

; ENGLAND’S £LEET AT CHINA. lluylng i'p All the Coal Offering: from Kverfjiurter, Where Xwt*sarjr Paying. OUt Edge Prices for the Same. Tacoma, Wash., March 21.—Officers jf the Northern Pacific steamship Victoria. which arrived Saturday night from China and Japan, report that the British government is massing a very powerful fleet of war ships iu Chinese waters and that the British are buying all the coal coming to those waters for their men-of-war and so anxious are they to get it that they send vessels to sea and there hail the colliers and bargain for their cargoes, paying gilt edge prices, if necessary. The British are said to be buying All the available coal f rom the Suez canal to the northern coast of Siberia, as they do not want to use Japanese coal. Purser McDonald says there are now 30 or 40 British war ships on the China station and the flee t has been considerably augmented during the last few weeks. Among the latest arrivals was the big marine tighter Powerful, one of the most destructive vessels afloat.. THE WORST OF THE SEASON. Severe Snow Storm la Montana-All Train* Delayed. Kamspel. MouL, March 2a—The most severe snow storm of the season is prevailing in this section. At one o'clock this morning it began snowing, and at six o’clock this evening IS inches of snow had fallen, and at that hour the wind changed to the north, and the snow is drifting badly. All trains are delayed. The storm is even moreaevere in the mountains, and cuts and ravines are almost completely impassable. Tuairtng railroading very difficult.

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