Rensselaer Republican, Volume 25, Number 41, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 June 1893 — Page 3

TALMAGE'S TRIUMPH.

The Brooklyn Divine Celebrates - a Victory Over Debt <5 Li leans the Occasion to the Rejoicings of larael After the Passage of the Red Sea. Sunday was a great day at the Brooklyn Tabernacle. The service was a celebration of the extinguishment of the iloating debt. Dr. Talrnage took as his text, Exodus xvii, 20. 21: “And Miriam, the prophetess, the sister of Aaron. took a tim- . brel in her hand, and all the women wont out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and, his rider hath he thrown into the sea.” He said: Sermonizers are naturally so busy in getting the Israelites safely through the parted Red sea and the Egyptians submerged in the returning waters that but little time is ordinarily given to what the Lord’s people did after they got well up, high and dry, on the beach. That was the beach of the Red sea, which is at its greatest width 200 miles and at its least width twelve miles. Why is the adjective “Red” used in describing the water? It is called the Red sea because the mountains on its western coast look as though sprinkled with brick dust, and the waiter is colored with red seaweed and has red zoophyte and red coral. This sea was cut by the keels of Egyptian, Phoenician and Arabic shipping. It was no insignificant pond or puddle on the beach of which my text calls us to stand. I hear upon it the sound of "a tambourine, for which the timbrel was only another name. An instrument of music made out of a circular hoop, with pieces of metal fixed in the sides of it, which made a jingling sound, and over which hoop a piece of parchment was distended, and this was beaten by the knuckles of the performer. The Israelites, standing on the beach of the Red Sea, were making music on their deliverance from the Eiursuing Egyptians, and I hear the sraelitish men with their deep bass voices, and I hear the timbrel of Miriam as she leads the women in their jubilee. Rather lively instrument, you say, for religious services —the timbrel of tambourine. But I think God sanctioned it. And I rather think we will have to put a little more of the festive into our religious services and drive out the dolorous and funereal, and the day may come when the timbrel will resume its place in the sanctuary. Brooklyn Tabernacle to-day feels much as Moses and Miriam did when they stood on the banks of the Red sea after their safe emergence from the waters. By the help of God and the generosity of our friends here and elsewhere, our $140,000 of floating church debt is forever gone, and this house, which, with the ground upon which it stands, represents $410,000, I this day consecrate to God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Ghost. A stranger might ask how could this church get into debt to an amount that would build several large churches. My answer is, %aves of destruction, stout as any that ever rolled across the Red sea of my text. For me personally this is a time of gladness more than tongue or pen or type can ever tell. For twentyfour years I had been building churches in Brooklyn and seeing them burn down, until I felt I could endure the strain no longer, and I had written ray resignation as pastor and had appointed to read it two Sundays ago and close my work in Brooklyn forever. I felt that my chief work was yet to be done, but I could not do it with the Alps on one shoulder and the Himalayas on the other. But God has interfered, and the way is clear; and I am here and expect to be here until my work on earth is done. My thanks must be first to God and then to all who have contributed by large gift or small to this emancipation. Thanks to the men, women and children who have helped and sometimes helped with self-sac-rifices that I know must have won the applause of the heavens.' If you could only read with me a few of the thousands of letters that have come to my desk in The Christian Herald office, you would know how deep their sympathy, how large their sacrifice has been. “I have sold my bicycle and send you the money,” is the language of one noble young man who wrote to The Christian Herald. “This is my dead son’s gift to me and I have been led to send it to you,” Writes a mother in Rhode Island. But do you not now really think that- the Miriam of my text rejoiced too -soon? Do you not think she ought to have waited till the Israelistisli host got clear over to Caanan before she struck her knuckles against the timbrel or tambourine? Miriaml You do well to have the tambourine ready, but wait a little before you play it. You are not yet through the journey from Egypt to the Promised Land. You will yet have to drink of the bitter water of Marah, and many of your army will eat so heartily of the fallen quails that they will die of colic, ana'you will, at the foot of Sinai, be scared with thunder f and there will be fiery serpents in the way and many battles to fight, and last of all muddy Jordan to crosm Miriam! I have no objections to the tambourine, but do not jingle its bells or thump its

tightened parchment until you are all through. Ah, my friends, Miriam was right. If we never shouted victory till we got clear through the struggles of this life we would never shout at all. Copy the habit of Miriam and Moses. The moment you get a Victory celebrate it. Notiee that Miriam's song in my text had for its burden the overthrown cavalry. It was not so much the infantry or the men on foot over whose defeat she rejoiced with ringing timbrel, but over the men on horseback —the mounted troops! ; ‘The horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea. ” There is something terrible in a cavalry charge. You see it is not like a soldier afoot, thrusting a bayonet or striking with a sword, using nothing but the strength of his own muscle and sinew, for the cavalryman adds to the strength of his own arm the awful plunge of a steed at full gallop. Tremendous arm of war is the cavalry! The annoyances and vexations on foot we can conquer, but alas for the mounted disasters, the bereavements, the bankruptcies, the persecutions, the appalling sicknesses that charge upon us, as it were, with uplifted battleax or consuming thunderbolt of power. There are those among my hearers or readers who have had a whole regiment of mounted disasters charging upon them. But fear not. The smallest horsefly on the neck of Pharaoh's war charger, passing between the crystal palisades of the -upheaved Red Sea, was not more easily drowned by the falling waters than the 50,000 helmeted and plumed riders on the backs of the 50,000 neighing and caparisoned war ■chargers. --- ________ I expect to have a good laugh with you in heaven, for the Bible says in Luke, sixth chapter, twenty-first verse, “Blessed are ye that weep now, for ye shall laugh.” We shall not spend"all eternity psalm singing, but sometimes in review of the past, as Christ says, we shall laugh. There is nothing wrong in laughter. It all depends on wbat you laugh at, and when you laugh, and how you laugh. Nothing it seems will more thoroughly kindle our heavenly hilarities after we have got inside the pearly gate than to see how in this world we got scared at things which ought not to have frightened us at all. How often we work ourselves up into a great stew about nothing! But let me criticise Miriam a little for the instrument of music she employed in the divine service on the sandy beach. Why not take some other instrument? The harp was a sacred instrument. Wtiv did she not take that? The cymbal was a sacred instrument. Why did she not take that? The trumpet was a sacred instrument. Why did she not take that? Amid that great host therte must have been musical instruments more used in religious service. No. She took that which she liked the best and on which she could best express her gratulation over a nation’s rescue, first through the retreat of Die waves of the Red sea, and then %rough the clapping of the hands of their destruction. So I withdraw my criticism of Miriam. Let everyone take her or his best mode of divine worship and celebration. My idea of heaven is that it is a place where we caiv dd-aswe-please and have everything we waht. Of course we will do nothing wrong and want nothing harmful. What a celebration it will be —our resurrected bodies standing on the beach, whose pebbles are amethyst and emeraldand agate and diamonds? What a shaking of hands! What a talking over old times! What a jubilee! What an opportunity to visit! I am looking forward to eternal socialities. To be with God and never sin against him. To be with Christ and forever feel his love. To walk together in robes of white with those with whom on' earth we walked together in black raiment of mourning. To gather up the members of our scattered families and embrace them with no embarrassment, though all heaven be looking on. My friends, we shall come at last upon those of our loved ones who long ago halted in the journey of life. They will be as fair and beautiful—yea, fairer and more beautiful than when we parted from them. It may be old age looking upon childhood or youth. Oh, my Lord, how we have missed them! - Separated for ten years or twenty years or fifty years, but together at the last, together at the last! Just think of .it! Will it not be glorious? Miriam’s song again appropriate, for death, riding on the pale horse, with his four noofs on all our hearts, shall have been forever discomforted. T see them now —the glorified—assembled forv a celebration mightier and more jubilant than that on the banks of the Red sea, and from all lands and agA, on beach of light above! beach of light, pallery above gallery, and thrones above thrones, in circling sweep of ten thousand miles of surrounding and upheaved splendor, while standing before them on “seaof glass mingled with fire," Michael the archangel, with swinging scepter, beats time for the multitudinous chorus, crying: “Sing! Sing! Sing ye to the Lord, for he triumphed gloriously; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.” Mrs. Gladstone's friends give an interesting illustration bf her faith in her husband. Three months before the general election she said: ‘ ‘When we go to Downing street we shall want a new cook.” Forthwith she set about finding a suitable per son, and as soon as she discovered her engaged her in advance.

DRAWN BY LOT.

New York-Suit ' I The thirty-eight us were confined in a large room, and It was the fourteenth day after the Spanish gunboat eaptured our little steamer before we received a hint of what fate had in store for us. Then an officer entered, called on us to pay strict Attention, .arid annmmpwl that we were to be taken put and shot on the morrow. An hour later he returned to explain that he was mistaken. The gracious and merciful Spanish government would be satisfied with six lives instead of thir-ty-eight. We had killed six of the crew of the gunboat, and it was to be life for life. “Gentlemen, it will be by lot, of course,” he continued, as he bowed and smiled on every hand-, “and I am here to oversee the drawing. See! I have here thirty-two white beans and six black ones. I will put them in a cap, and each genteman will step up and draw as his name is called.” When he had announced that all were to be shot I heard no lamenting. On the contrary, men moved about saying' that it was what we had been expecting and we would die like men. Lips were compressed but I did rfot see one pale face. This new announcement created something like a panic. Only six were to die. Thirty-two would be sent to Erison, but all would live and see ome and friends again. In sixty seconds the face of every man was ghastly.—ln two minutes all were trembling. Mild-eyed men glared about them like wild beasts driven to bay, and there were lips that bled from hard-set teeth. “Gentlemen, my clerk will call the roll and you will draw the beans,’’ said the officer, as he made ready. 1 ‘Each man must show his bean as he draws, and those who draw black ones must stand over by the windows. No w, then, are you ready? ” The clerk could speak and write English, and he had our names in alphabetical order. The first name called was that of Anson, and he hesitated a few seconds before advancing. Did any one hope he would draw a black bean? I believe that every man of us hoped so! It would 1 etter our own chances. The man walked slowly forward, made a great effort to control himself and made his draw. It was a white bean. Anderson came next, and he drew his death warrant, as also did Bagley. Then twelve men drew white beans in succession. When it came my turn there were three blacks and thirteen whites still left in the cap. I drew a black. That fact did not shock me, as I had almost expected my ill luck from the start, but it hurt me when the men almost applauded. Only two blacks now to thirteen whites! The very next man also drew a black bean, and there was a cheer. Only one to thirteen now! It was a singular fate that left that last black bean in the hat. Twelve names were called off and twelve men stepped up and drew, and each and all drew white. It was the death warrant of the only man who did not put his hand into the cup. As soon as the drawing was over the thirty-two fortunates shook hands and congratulated each other and smiled and laughed. That was only natural. After the first ebullition of feeling they turned to give us their heartfelt sympathies. We were not removed from the room. They would come for us soon after daylight. What were our feeliugs? The first sensation was that of a man coming to after a fall which had deprived him of consciousness for a minute. The next was to doubt if we had not been asleep and dreamed it all. After that one man sat down in a corner and wept. A second lay at full length on the floor with his face to the wall. A third cursed and inveighed and hoped for vengeance. Within three or four hours there came a feeling of exultation. I believe that every man who goes to the gallons has that same reeling. I slept well that night. I was still sleeping when the soldiers came to march the Six of us out to the execution ground. We shook hands all around, but only here and there did one of the men trdlt his voice to speak to us. Those who were to live seemed most affected. Their faces wore very pale, and their lips quivered. Two by two, with soldiers on every side, we walked with heads up, but had no word for each other. There were scores of citizens out to see us, but we kept our eyes to the front. Halt! We have reached the grounds. I had thought of the six of us standing in of six new made graves, but there were neither graves nor coffins. They stood us with our backs toward a brick wall. I noticed a hundred scars on that wall, and knew they had been made on just such occasions as this. “Gentlemen, your eyes—the blindfold!” said an officer as he came forward with several men behind him. The last thing I saw was a platoon of twenty-four men forming up in front of us—four to a man. For perhaps ten seconds I shrank at thought of the bullets striking me. For perhaps ten more I prayea that they woulu make a sure work of it. My hands touched the handß of the men each side of me, for we .were not bound. I said “Good-by” to each, and they, returned it, and I heard the others speaking a last farewell word. I heard the last man walk away when the last victim had been blinded. I heard the platoon moving up nearer. I heard one street boy ‘ shouting to another that the soldiers were about to fire. There

■was deep silence for a few seconds, and then I heard advancing foot: steps. Some one seized my arm, and I was led away to the right and the handkerchief removed. It was the officer again, and he tumedxne over to two soldiers with the remark: ‘ ‘He is but a boy, and the Governor commutes. Take him back to prison.” I had not gone 200 feet when there was a crash of musketry, and fcy five comrades lay dead at the base of the wall. Was I rejoiced? Strangely enough, no —not for hours and hours. I had been so near death that I was dead to myself and all around me.

OUR PLEASURE CLUB.

Johnson—l made an annoying mistake in talking to Miss Oldun yesterday. Thompson—What was it? Johnson—l didn’t quite catch her name when we were introduced, and I asked her if she had married young. “No,” sadly said the stranger at the resustaurant, as he looked at the cup of coffee handed out to him, “you can take it back. I haven’t the heart to attack anything so weak as that. It’s against my principles.” All the Difference. Ally Sloper.

Wife—You said before we were married that ma should s’top with me as long as she pleased. Husband —Yes, but she has ceased to please. Hunker—What prompted you to ask Miss Giddey to be your wife? Spatts—l think Miss Giddy herself prompted me more than anybody else. .- “I tell you no man need starve to death in this city.” “Well, I should say not —he could jump in the river.” Butler-There’s a man below to see you, sir. Mayberry—What did you tell him? Butler —I told him you told me if it was a lady to say you were in, and if it was a man to say you were oat. .■ ; ■' ; ,;, r~-■ ■— — Mayberry—What did he say? Butler —He said to tell you he was a lady. “So your son only took the freshman and sophomore years in college?” “Ye 6 but the sophomore course he took very thoroughly. He devoted three years to it.” Reggy Smallfellow (bursting with indignation at having been rudely jostled by a muscular pedestrian)— I say, will you hit that man for a dollar? Micky Tuffwon—Wot’s de use? I jus struck him fer ten cents an’ didn’t git a red. “Briggs’ son has a fine position as civil engineer with—” Mrs. Holdstrap—Well, it seems tok me there is a much greater demand for civil conductors. No matter how often the base drum may be tapped the notes are never said to be liquid. A Big Difference. Judge.

Teacher—'Why, it’s as plain as the nose on your face. Numskull—Whose face, mum? Milton —Turner has laid up quite a little fortune, hasn’t he? “Yes, he is now indulging in some of the comforts of life.” “Bought him a home?” . “No, sold his piano.” - • “What did the audience do when the terrible explosion occurred in the gallery?” Manager—They applauded. “Heavens, why?” “You see it was a Wagner concert and they thought that was the first number of the programme.” “How about the new neighbor; is she agreeable?” “No, she’s had three new dresses inside of a month.” “Is your garden coming up idly?"“Yes, very; the chickens have discovered where there is a paling off." “What did she see about old Ducats to attract her?'’ “He is half dead.” “Did the gold cure really break up Swig’s drinking habits?” “How long did it take?” “Let me ase. I think he had only tried it for two days when he committed suicide."

FINANCIAL AFFAIRS OF THE FAIR

A Dbcoonfinf Outlook Receipt* Lett Thau Expenses. f There Is no questioning the fact that the finances of the World’s Fair are in a bad way. To pay out? is not expected now. The endeavor is to avoid a crash during the lifetime of the Exposition. The directors do not hesitate to speak freely on the subject, or attempt to disguise the menacing condition of. affairs. The average daily receipts of the Fair are only from about one-third to one-half of the dally expenses, though there is a growing and encouraging increase in the income, includitig the receipts from concessionaries. The directors find trouble in paying salaries, and employes in one department are made to pass one or two weekly paydays while those in other branches can be attended to. The hopefulness and confidence of the Chicagoan is shown in the remark of a director, who, after acknowledging the seriousness of the condition, said: “But I have seen a great deal sicker patient recover.” The affairs of the Exposition have been conducted in the most lavish way from the start, and a crash is not beyond the possibilities. Three thousand names have been stricken from the pay-rolls, and the executive committee find themselves confronted with a hercuean task, but aver iheir ability to pull through. ;

IMPORTANT PENSION RULING.

Partial Disability, Nut of Service Origin, * Will Not Establish a Claim. Probably the most important pension decision ever sent from the office of the Secretary of the Interior to the Commissioner of Pensions was filed Saturday. It is believed by those in high authority in the Pension Bureau that it will reduce the payment of pensions under the act of June 27,1890, between 115,000,000 and $20,000,000. It involves the repeal of an order passed by General Raum, and a return to the language of the statute requiring the disability, not of service origin, to be such as to prevent the applicant from earning a support by manual labor. The order repealed by this decision was known as No. 164 which directed that ail claims for a pension under this act of Jane 27, 1890, should be rated the same as like disabilities of service origin and that all cases showing a pensionable disability, which if of service origin would be rated at or above sl2 a month, should be rated at sl2 a month. - -

THE STANDARDS CAUGHT.

Arrest of the Chrlsmen Bankers Who Fled With *200,000 • Tear Ago. About a year ago, John E. and Alex B. Standiford were doing a prosperous banking business in the town of Chrisman, 111. They were considered to be solid men financially; both were prominent in church circles. One morning nearly a year ago, Standiford Brothers’ bank failed to open, and it was discovered that the two brothers had fled during the previous night, taking $200,003 of the despositors’ money. More than one hundred farmers were caught and many were ruined by this treachery. The city taxes for the last year were deposited there, and Chttsman was almost bankrupted by the piece of villainy. A reward of $2,000 was offered for the absconders, but nothing was heard of them until Monday word was received from Keokuk, la., that the authorities had them under arrest awaiting identification.

DRIVEN OUT OF POLAND.

The Persecution of Jews by the Russian* Still Continues. Darkest Russia, a London monthly publication, announces that Russian persecution of the Jews is extending to Poland It says that 480 families have been expelled from the Ronda-Gonzowskl district alone. All the heads of families thus treated were engaged in trade and possessed more or less real estate, which they were forced to abandon. Some of the expelled families, Darkest Russia asserts, have already passed through London on their way either to America or to Cape Town, South Africa. Most of these people are educated and are well supplied with money. A correspondent learns that this driving out of the Jews is not a new outburst of persecution on the part of the Russian authorities, but is merely the outcome of measures that Gen. Gourko initiated six months ago.

THE PUBLIC DEBT STATEMENT.

> The public debt statemeut shows a uet decrease of $739,425.99 during the month of May. Of this $657,175.50 was in the amount of the bonded indebtedness of the government, and $82,250.49 was in the increase ol the cash in the treasury. The interestbearing debt increased $300; the debt o:t which interest has ceased since maturity decreased $37,480, and the debt bearing nc Interest $619,695.50. The aggregate interest and non-interest-bearing debt. May 31. was $961,750,888.63; on April 30 it was $962,407,764.13. The certificates and treasury notes, offset by an equal amount oi cash in treasury, outstanding at the end of the month, was $594,531,017, an increase of $1,485,601. The total cash in the treasury , was $754,122,984.47, the gold reserve $95,018,640, and the net cash balauces $26.516,514.30. In the month there was a decrease of $5,764,749.32 in gold coin and bars, the total at the close being $190,518,609.76. Of silver there was an increase of $5,173,874.48. Of the surplus there was in na tional bank depositories $11,019,142.54. against $11,270,096.69 at the end of the previous month.

MR. COX IN A BOX.

A strange freak has recently come to light in White county, near Cleveland,Ga There is a young man by the name of Baius Cox, who several years ago renounced the world and his family, and has ever since made his home in a dry goods box. He eats and sleeps there, except occasionally when he roams about at night His mother carries food and water to him as though she had a pig in a pen. She has always insisted that he is not crazy. A cyclone passed over that place one day last week, which drove him out, when for the first time tu three years he beheld the face of fils brother. Great damage has been done by extear sive floods In eastern Galicia and eighteen persons wen drowned. d*

A HORRIBLE FATE.

Mrs, Margaret Thompson Stamped to /! Death By a Horse. Mrs. Margaret Thompson, relict of the of the late Amos Thompson, one of the wealthiest arid most prominent citizens of Montgomery county, Diet with a horrible death, Wednesday evening, at her home north of CrawfordsvlHe. She went into the stable and into the stall of a favorite horse. The animal failed to recognize her because she wore a cape over her head, and crowded her against the side of the stall until she became unconscious and fell. After her fall her face and breast were pawed and stamped into a shapeless mass. She was discovered a few minutes later by Alexander Stroud, who is employed on the farm, and Mr. Strond was seriously hurt while trying to remove Mrs Thompson’s body from under the feet of the vicious animal. The deceased was seventy-three years old. She leaves several sons, all prominent farmers.

KAISER MAY COME.

Rumored in Washington That the German Emperor Will Visit the Fair. A New York World’s specical from Washington, May 30, says: A rumor is current here to-night to the effect that Emperor William of Germany has decided to visit the World's Fair. Congressman Durburow, Chairman of Die House World’s Fair Committee, has sent a despatch to Director-General Davis at Chicago informing him of the report The attaches of the German legation said tonight that they were unable to confirm the rumor. Dr. Von Holleben’s secretary said that the Emperor had arranged for a trip to the North Cape, but that the recent dissolution of the Reichstag and the subsequent order for another election had interfered with his plans for the summer.

A CIRCUS WRECKED.

Walter Main’s circus was wrecked on the Tyrone <fc Clearfield branch of the Pennsylvania - road at Vail Station, Pa., five miles north of Tyrone, at 5:30 o’clock, Tuesday morning. Five persons were killed and ten injured. The circus was en route to Lewiston. The engineer lost control of the train going down the mountain, and it jumped the track when going down at a speed of forty miles an hour, throwing fourteen cars over a fourteen foot embankment. The most of the animals are badly hurt and a number escaped to the woods, but were recaptured. The train is badly demolished. One of the killed was Frank Train, of Indianapolis, the treasurer of the concern.

THE MARKETS.

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