Rensselaer Republican, Volume 27, Number 31, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 March 1895 — Page 2

-THE- REPym.I€AN. j Gxohe K. Marshall, Editor. — -a * , ZZ -ZY RENSSELAER - INDIANA

“The merciful man doeth good to ilia own soul; but he that is cruel troubleth his own flesh.” Boston elects a mayor every year, which is certainly drawing it pretty strong. Hubbites should inaugurate a reform aud save election expenses. When the Amer ican people becom e fnlly-ervilizeti-alli^eSeial-- -terms will be fixes at not less than four years and all official salaries will be rated at qfiout what the same services would be worth in ordinary business.

Fifteen hundred unemployed men at Montreal threatened to resort to violent measures if the city authorities did not, give them work or substantial relief in sS ne form. The eity engineer offered them a job of shoveling snow off the streets. Five hundred honest men accepted. The remaining 1,000 declined the offer with thanks. 'if hey were not in such dire straits as necessitated a descent to such labor.

. The storage battery is now being extensively manufactured by European electricians. It is claimed to be a success with a big S. The Yankee for once appears to have been outdone. But we will doubt - r Rss catch up with the procession in dae time. The day is evidently very near at hand when we can all enjoy electric power and heat and light "beneath our own vine and fig tree*” so to speak, without the aid of a -Bteam-enginfrt&^be-immeeHaTeviciti— l *y- : 1

Tiie course of true love in New Jersey has proved the ruin of Thomas Miller, aged seventy. At least Mr. M. is very much agitated becausea buxom milliner, aged fiftyone, has “gone back on him.” He alleges that the “widder” has trifled with his innocent affections, and, although he is worth SIOO,OOO, has brought suit for SIO,OOO damages. Mrs. Wagner, the lady in the case, states that Mr. Miller proposed the first time they ever met and was ref«sed. He has pursued her ever since, but she has refused to even receive him at her house:

The building of a bridge over the Hudson river at New York has been contemplated for several years. Plans were drawn for a cantilever structure similar to that at Niagara Falls, but the War Department, which has authority in such matters —a fact not generally known —refused to permit that style of bridge to be built. The company has accordingly decided to at once proceed with the construction of a suspension bridge at a point yet to be fixed between Fifty-Ninth and SixtyNinth streets. The new bridge will have a clear span of 3,000 feet, stand 150 feet above high tide and the roadway will be wide enough for-six standard gauge railway tracks. The towers will be of stone for fifty feet above tidewater, the balance of theelevatiou to be of steel frame work. Absolute safety will be aimed at in every detail. Elaborate tests will be made to insure this before regular traffic is permitted to pass over the bridge.

It is stated as an indisputable fact, by the New York World, that there are several pieces of the true cross of Christ, on which the Saviour as mankind was orucifledon Calvary, »ow in a good state of preservation fn Catholic churches in New York fity. The World states that it has examined the historical matter which has been handed down with each relic, and the testimony appears to sustain the claim that these bits of wood have actually been preserved over 1,800 years. It is fortunate that heresy is not now a capital offense, for there are a great many people out here in the West who will take the liberty to doubt the genuineness of all such alleged relics. Religious devotees may find it possible to place their faith in such things, but the majority of people will not, no matter what documentary evidence may be submitted.

Tiib “spirit of ’7G” is abroad in Cuba and the patriotic people of that fertile island are ready to throw •ff the yoke of Spain, for the same reason that inspired the continental heroes to deeds of heroism on Bunker Hill and Yorktown’s Plain. But they lack a George Washington and are compelled to ally themselves to bandits for the sake of obtaining leaders with some knowledge of warfare. The cause of the Cuban revolutionists seems to be just. The |K‘ople of Cuba are taxed to the ut?iost limit. There are less than 2,00,000 inhabitants and they pay to Spain a revenue of $39,000,000 a fear. Only a guerrilla warfare

- seems possible, however, at this Yuffe, atrr*aTr effort¥ independence or annexation, to the: United States must he deferred to m ore auspicious timpsrorurrtil the guerrillas are able to obtain reputable and talented leaders to form an army that will be- abi e to drive thir Spanish forees from the country —an outcome -which at present seems tc be a long way in the future. Generals Sanchez and Roloff, Cuban leaders, are now in Key West, Fla., and are supposed to be waiting for an expedition to be fitted out. Other revolutionary leaders are in Costa H+ica, and Maximo Gomez, said to bo the abfest Cuban 1 iving, is m Safi Domingo. The revolutionary party seems to be pretty badly Scattered, and until they ‘‘get together” we need not expect to see any important results in the “Gem of the Antilles.’ 1

Our Foreign Missionary societies are yearly sending-devout apostles to the heathen in far-off China, India, Ceylon, and occasionally to Africa. Great expense is incurred for traveling and outfits, and many valuable lives have been sacrificed by exposure to those hot and unhealthy climates. And yet, although the efforts of those devotees have been to some extent successful in the past 100 years, the teeming millions who bow at Buddha’s shrine and yield allegiance toM oh am mod’s creed continue to be born and die in ignorance of the religion of the Man of Galilee. While all this has been going on there has existed, and exists to-day, a nalion of cannibals called the Fort Rupert Indians, on the island of to sav- nothlncr of-tfac-almost limitless field for missionary effort in other parts of our own eontin ent. These Fort Rupert Indians are the most primitive savages on our Northwest coast. Formerly they kept slaves whom they would kill aud eat at ceremonial feasts. The whites on Vancouver have interfered and the practice of direct cannibalism has been stopped, They now devour dead bodies—-mummies in fact—prepared by a process known only to themselves. A recent traveler in that region has brought to Washington a collection of curios which demonstrates that there is a a virgin field for missionary effort in that direction, even if actual governmental interference and espionage is not advisable. Such orgies surely should be peremptorily stopped in some way, either by peaceable means or by the strong hand of civilized power.

That New York judge who granted a divorce Mrs. W. K, Vanderbilt is a patriot who deserves recognition, although we are compelled to confess that in the rush of business we have neglected to recollect his name. He placed himself on record as opposed to the prevailing, and constantly increasing fashion, among Eastern millionaires, of going abroad to spend their, millions drawn from the revenues of their property in the United States, The decree granting the divorce provides that Mrs. Vanderbilt shall have the custody of the children, "but they mus The educated in this country. That is a decision that would be vastly gratifying to the rugged old Commodore Vanderbilt —were he alive to-day—than whom no more patriotic American ever lived. The tendency of the heirs to the great estates of the East to locate permanently in England and France is disheartening to all who love their country qnd her institutions, and a judge who will thus emphasize his disapproval of such condu’et is deserving of honor. Just why people who have been raised in the United States will go to Europe for permanent residence, and exhibit such foolish snobbery, as so many do, is hard to understand, but the fact remains that the number qf such unpatriotic and unreasonable exiles is constantly increasing.

Convicts found guilty of crime in United States Courts have heretofore been “boarded" at different State penitentiaries. Under a clause in the sundry civil appropriation bill this custom will be changed. The military prison at Leavenworth, Kan., is to be converted into a United States penitentiary, and all convicts now serving out sentences from United States Courts are to be transferred to that point. The institution is transferred from the custody of the Secretary of War to that of the Attqrney-General. Soldiers convicted by court martial and sentenced for terms exceeding one year will also be confined there, but convicted of iqinor offenses will bq imprisoned at the military posts. The people of Leavenworth are said to be displeased with the arrangement, though vihy they should be is hard to understand. Uncle Sam haq a wav of making such institutions rather ornamental than otherwise, and it is quite safe ,to say that thq convicts will not corrupt the society of that western* city, or endanger the people who reside there in any way.

THE HOLY GHOST.

That Invisible Power That Saves Men’s Sauls. - The Mysterious I’ oseitce Made Mnnlfest Sermon. Dr. Talm'agg preached at the New York Academy of Music last SunSubject, “Tongues of Fire,” Text— Acts xix, SJ, “Have ye received the Holy Ghost?” He said:. The word ghost, which means a soul or spirit, has been degraded in common parlance. We talk of ghosts Tisvtfaneful and (fightftfk'and frivolous or superstitious way. But my text sneaks of a ghost whpis omnipotent and divine and every where present and ninety-one times in the new testament cal led the Holy Ghost. The only time I ever heard this text preached from was in the opening days of my ministry, when a glorious old Scotch minister came up to help mo in my village church. On the day of m v ordination and installation he said, “If you get into a corner of a Saturday night"' without enough sermons for Sunday, send for me and I will come and preach for you.” The fact ought to be known that the first three years of a pastor’s life are appallingly arduous.

No other profession makes the twentieth part of the demand on a young man. If a secular speaker prepares one or two speeches for a political campaign, it is considered arduous. If a lecturer prepares one lecture a year, he is thought to have done well. But a young pastor has two sermons to deliver every Sabbath, before the same audience, beside all his other wfirk, and the most of ministers never recover from the awful nervous strain of the first three years. Be sympathetic with all young ministers aud withhold your criticisms.' ‘ v ~ My aged Scotch friend respouded to my first call and came- and preached from the text that I now announce. I remember nothing but the text. It was the last sermon he ever preached. On the ‘ following Saturday he was called to his heavenly reward. But I remember just how Be appeared, as, leaning over the pulpit, he looked into the face of the audience and with earnestness and pathos and electric force asked them, in the words of my text, “Have ye received the Holy Ghost?” The office of this present discourse is to open a door, to unveil a personage. to introduce a force not sufficiently recognized. He is as great as God. He is God. The second verse o f the first chapter of the Bible introduces him. Genesis i, 2. “The Soirit of God moved upon the face of the waters” —that is, as an albatross or eagle spreads her wings over her young and warms them into life and teaches them to fly, so the eternal Spirit spread his great, broad, radiant wings over this s earth in its callow and unfledged state and warmed it into life and fluttered over it and set it winging its way through immensity. It is the tiptop of all beautiful and sublime suggestiveness. Can you not almost see the outspread wings over the nest of young worlds? “The Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.”

The Bible is a mass of contradictions, an affirmation of impossibilities, unless the Holv Ghost helps us to understand it. The Bible says of itself that scripture is not for “private interpretation,’’ but “holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost"—that is, net private interpetration, but Holy Ghost interpretation. Pile on your study table all the commentaries of the Bible-Matthew Henry, and Scott, and Adam Clarke, and Bush, and Albert Barnes, and Alexander—and all the archaeologies, and all the Bible dictionaries, and all the maps of Palestine, and all the international series of Sunday-school lessons, and if that is all you will not understand the deeper and grander meanings of the Bible so well as that Christian mountaineer who, Sunday morning, ‘lifter having shaken down the foddeb for the cattle, comes into his cabin, takes up his well-worn Bible, and with a prayer that stirs the heavens, asks for the Holy Ghost to unfold the book. No more unreasonable would I be if I should take up the Novoe Vremya of St. Petersburg, all printed in Russian, and say, “There is nosense in this newspaper, for I cannot understand oue line of all its columns,” than for any man to take up the Bible and without getting Holy Ghost illumination as to its moaning, say: “This book insults my common sense. I cannot understand it. Away with the incongruity!" No one but the Holy Ghost,- who inspired the scriptures, can explain the scriptures. Next consider the Holy Ghost as a human reconstructor. We must be made over again. Christ and Nicodemus talked about it. Theologians call it regeneration. I do not care what you call it, but we have to be reconstructed by the Holy Ghost. We become new creatures, hating what we once loved aud loving what we once h«ted. If sin were a luxury it must become a detestation. If we preferred bad associates we must prefer good associations. In most cases it is such a coinple change that the world notices the difference and begins to ask: “What has come over that man? Whom has he been with? \Vhat has so affected him? What has ransacked his entire nature? What has turned him square labout?" Take two pictures of Paul—one on the road to Damascus to kill the disciples of Christ; the other on

tlie road to Ostia to die for Christ. ~C<7r2tF c??arer uome : 2HTt IbbiraC the man who found his chief delight in a low class of club rooms, hiccoughing around the .card table and then stumbling down tlfb fcmifrszzps'ist-' ter midnight and staggering homeward, and that same man one week after witffhis family on the way to ■prayer meeting’. What has done it? Tt in ust be something tremendous. It, must be God, It must be the Holy Ghost. - Notice the Holy Ghost as the solacer of broken hearts. Christ'cal Is him the comforter. Nothing does the world so much want as comfort. The most of people have been abused, misrepresented, cheated,. lied about, swindled, bereft. What is needed is balsam for the wounds, dantern for dark roads, rescue from maligning pursuers, a lift from the marble tombstones. Life to most _has oeen a serai-failure. They have not got what they . wanted. They have not reached that which they started for. Friends betray. Change of business stand loses old custom and does not bring enough custom to make up for the loss. Health becomes precarious when one most needs muscle and steady nerve, and clear brain. Out of this audience of thousands- and thousands, if I should ask all of those who have been unhurt in the struggle of life to stand up, or all standing to hold yip their right hand, notone would move. Oh, how much we need the Holy Ghost,as a comforter! The Holy Ghost comfort I think generally comes in the shape of a soliloquy. You find yourself saying to yourself: “Well, I ought not to go on this- way about my mother’s death. She had suffered enough. She had borne other people’s burdens long enough. I am glad that father and mother are together in heaven, and they will be waiting to greet us, and it will be only a little, while anyhow, and God makes no mistakes,” or you soliloquize, saying: “It is hard to lose my properiryT~~i‘am"Sure Iwvorlfed harfi enough for it. But God will take care of us, and, as to the children, the money might h;yve spoiled them, and we find that those who have to struggle for themselves generally turn out best, and it will all be well if this upsetting of our worldly resources leads us to lay up treasures in heaven.” On the Sabbath of the dedication of one of our churches in Brooklyn at the morning service 328 souls stood up to confess Christ. They were the converts in the Brooklyn Academy of Music, where we had been worshiping. The reception of so many members, and many of them baptized by immersion, had made it an arduous service, which eon tinned from. 10:30 in the morning until 2:30 in the afternoon. From that service we went home exhausted, because there is nothing so exhausting as deep emotion. A messenger was sent out to obtain a preacher for that night, but the search was unsuccessful, as all therministers were engaged for some other place. With no preparation at all for the evening service, except the looking in Cruden’s Concordance for a text, and feeling almost too weary to stand up, I began the service, saying audibly while the opening song was being sung, although because of the singing no one but God heard it: “O Lord, thou knowest my insufficiency for this service. Come down in gracious power upon this people.” The place was shaken with the divine presence. As far as we could find out, over 400 persons were converted that night. Hear it, all young men entering the ministry; hear it, all Christian workers. It was the Holy Ghost. The difference in evangelical usefulness is not so much a difference in brain, in scholarship of elocutionary gifts as in Holy Ghost power. You will not have much surprise at the extraordinary career of Charles G. Finney as a soul winner if you know that soon after his conversion he had this experience of the Paraclete. He says: “As I turned and was about to take a seat by the fire I received a baptism of the Holy Ghost. Without any expectation of it, without ever having the thought in my mind -that there was any such Thing for me, without any recollection that I had ever heard the thing mentioned by any person in the world, the Holy Ghost descended upon me in a manner that seemed to go through my body and soul. Indeed it seemed to come in waves and waves of liquid love, for I could not express it in any other wav. It seemed like the very breath of God. lean recollect distinctly that it seemed to fan me like immense wings. No words can express the wonderful love that shed' abroad in my heart. I wept aloud with joy and love. These wavefi came over me, and over me, and over me one after the other until I recall I cried out, ‘I shall die if these waves continue to pass over.’ I said, ‘Lord, I cannt bear any more.” - And what more appropriate, for the Holy Ghost is a “tongue of fire,” and the electricity that flies along the wires is a tongue of fire? And that reminds me of what I might do now. From the place where I stand on this platform there are invisible wires or lines of influence stretching to every hfgart in all the seats on the main floor and up into the boxes aud galleries and there are other innumerable wires or lines of influence reaching out from this place into the vast beyond, and across continents, and under the seas, for in my recent journey around the world I did not find a country where 1 had not been preaching the gospel for many years through the printing as a telegraph operator sits Ot stands at a given point and sends messages in

all directions, and you can only hear apparatus, but the telegrams go en tireir errand. God help me now to touch *tne right ke.v and send the right message along the right wires to the right places? Who shall I first call up? To whom shall I send the mcssage.2 1 guess I will send tha. first to all the tired, wherever they are, for there an: so many tired souls. Here goes the Christlv message, “Come unto me, all ye who are weary, and I will give you rest.” Who next shall 1 call up? I guess •the next message will be to the fatherless and and here is God's message: “Leave thv fatherless children. I will preserve them alive, and let thy widows Trust in me.’’ Who next shaTT I call un? v. I guess it-,wih be those who Think I have not yet touched their case. Here it goes: “Whatsoever, whoso?ever, whosoever And now may God turn on all the electric power into this gospel battery for the last tremendous message, that it may thrill this assemblage, through all the e&rth. Just six words will compose the message, • and I touch the key of this gospel battery just six times and the message has gone! Away! Away it flies! And the message is, “Have yereceived the Holy Ghost?” —that is, do you feel his power? -Has he enabled ybu to sorrow over a wasted* life, and take full pardon from the crucified Christ, and turned your face toward the wide open gates of a welcoming heavrrt?

SUCCESSFUL DEAF MUTES.

Some of the Silent People Smart Enough Oecnpy ProminentPositions. Chicago Tribune. Mr. Nixes, whose remarabie skill in deciphering badly directed letters at the Post-Office was referred to in the Tribune the other day, is one of & cblony of something like a thousand deaf mutes Tin Chicago, many of whom occupy important positions. One of them is a lawyer of high standing, another is a chemist and assayer of tire National Smelting and Refining Company, another is head bookkeeper in a wholesale grocery house, another is president of a land association. Besides these the “silent seople” in Chicago are .scattered among the trades, including shoemaking, cabinet work, woodcarving, baking and type-setting. There are quite a number of compositors, the majority of whom work on the weekly trade papers. Until the adoption of the typesetting machines the v-deaf mutes were well represented among the morning papers, but now theee is only one setting type on a morning paper and none on any of the evening papers. Heretofore a large number of the pupils at the deaf and dumb institutions have learned the printing trade, but since typesetting machines have come into such general use The authorities have discouragee entrance into this trade as much as possible, although it is one which presents no obtacles to the deaf mute, as he is only required to exercise the faculty of seeing in order to do his work properly. ? The Chicago mutes have an organization known as the “Pas-a-Pas Club,” which has its rooms in the building on the southeast corner of Clark and Randolph streets, occupying the entiret fifth floor. The first steps towards the formation of this organization were taken t welve years ago at a picnic of deaf mutes in Jackson Park. ThS idea proved popular, and the club has flourished ever since. Social and literary meetings are held regularly in the in the winter time and picnics in the summer. Balls are given frequently. The most brilliant function of this character was that which took place at the Grand Pacific Hotel three years ago, whero 400 people were in attendance.

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With the publication of the fourth volume of the superbly illustrated edition of Green’s Short History of the English People iHarper & Brothers), a work is completed that in a very uncommon degree appeals to the scholar, to the general reader, and to the lover of fine books: to the first, because its illustrations have been selected with the utmost care, so that they add positive value to the pages tirey adorn; to the second, because Green's literary styles it now mated with engravings as vivid and as much to the point—history in the easy and delightful form that instructs at a glance; to the third, because it is one of the most luxurious editions of popular history ever issued. Tbe four volumes cover the following periods: Volume 1., from “The English Kingdoms” (607) to “The Hundred Years’ War” (1377); Volume 11,. from 1377 to “The Reformation” (1603): Volume 111., from 1603 to “The Revolution” (1670); Volume IV., from 1679 to “Modern England” (1815); with an Epilogue (1815-1873). , The illustration for the romance entitled “Personal Recollections of of Joan Arc,” the first instalment of which wifi be given in the April number of Harper’s Magazine, are by F. V! Du Mond.

The peach is propug.uc.l by budding the standard variety oa the stalks of the seedling peach. The plum seedling is sometimes used on a stiff, heavy soil where the peach does not succeed. , Many nurserymen grow the stalks by sowing the pits thickly in rows about three feet apart and about three inches deep. These stalks are budded near the ground the first summer from the pits.

OUR PLEASURE CLUB.

—' —* r : '^ When tbe springtime oomea. gentle Annie, And tbe wild flowers blossom o'er the plain. The prices then on coal willTje less. Annie— It'a the ice bill Will drive us near insane. One awectlr, pleasant thought Comes to us o'er and g'eij; - It won t be long tili \Ve can say, Please do not (.lose the door. "Love is tapping at my door,” Wrote the poet, well content. Said the wife; “You're wrong once more; That s the landlord 'V>r the rsntl" - LIKELY.

—Temperance Enthusiast —Look at the beautiful'lives our first parents led! Do you suppose they ever gave wav to strong drink? The Reprobate—l ’xpect Eve must a’ done. She saw snakes! ‘‘Looking for work, are ybu?” isked the good lady. “Oh, not that bad. mum,” answered Mr. Everett Wrest. “Jist nerelv waitin’ fer it.” Uncle John —You boys fight a 2rreat deal, don’t you? TbeTwins-—Yes.sir. “Who whips generally?” “Ma docs.” “Just think of whisky freezing, major!” , ■ ‘ ‘Malces no Yliflerence to me, sir; Cm a great lover of cracked ice. ”

Miss Madison 'Square —Can you ixplain how it is that where one lundred men abscond not more than tne woman can be found who is in .he least dishonest. Miss Fremont Certainly. The vomen have uo extravagant wives. “Do they sell liquor in Now fork on Sunday?” asked a stranger n that city. “Do they sell it?” the haughty loliceman repeated; “you didn’t ,b'mk they wor so senseless as to ;ive it away, did you?” And he mrsued his travels in a contemptru>us silence. TOO DARK.

He —Your father seems to think I :an't support you, dearest. She —That’s not his fault. Every lime he has passed the parlor the (as has been too low for him to see iny thing. * ‘I have twice.been hit on bunko, I have purchased silyer bricks, t fve been skinned through signin' papers. An’ by all the other tricks. ‘I am patiert, but I'm thinkln’ Thet I'm due for trouble soon, When these weather sharpers fool me With a bogus pieoe o’ June." —Dawson, Ga., News. *‘l do not care for office,y They heard a fair one say; "The Legislature might keep In Upon a bargain day." Boon will the busy, busy hen Employ each shining hour In digging up the' planted seeds Of melon, vine, and llowor. “Growler’s neighbors all have a iind word to sav of him, now." “Great Scott’, what has he done?" “Diefl yesterday.” “Now, here is a furnace that we Cruarantee to be simple enough for the average servant to run." “Uin! What you need is one that will run in spite of the average servant." Tramp—Thanks for the clothes, mum. but never mind the tie. Kind Lady—But you said you wanted to look like a gentleman? Tramp—That’s jest it, lady; but this ’ere tie would queer the hul biz. Ver see, they tie their own ties in the saciety I moves in, mum. "Old Jones is enjoyin’life at last." “What’s up with him?” “Swapped a bale o’ cotton fer a pair o’ skates!" “Remember, ladles,” said the Man ivunk philosopher, “aman is like an egg. If you keep him in hot water be is bound to become hardened.” Agricultural Agent (gathering statistics) —Why is it, farmer, that you ire sending less milk to town this fear than last? Farmer Waters—My pump’s froze.