Daily Republican., 1878-10-29
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Rey. NJ. Talnsge Telling Of what
he saw Daring his Tour abont
New YsFk.
A short time sincs the Rev. De Witt
Talmags OF brooklyn, visited the
haunts Of vios In New York City, In or
der that he might tell his congregation
about them and warn the young men
of the pitfalls that existed. On Sun
day he commenced q series Of discours-
rs on this sorrowful subject to an audi
ence Of seven Thousand people, as
many thousand more being unable To
enter his Tabernacle. In the audience
were an immense number Of ladies'. He
used an his text ezekiel, eighth chap
ter and eighth verse;" "Then said
he unto me, Son Of man dig into the
wall. And when had digged into
the wall, brhold a door. And he said
unto me: Go in, and see the wicked
sbomi minations that they do here And
went in and saw all manner OF creep
ing things and abominabls beasts
drought up in the country" said
Mr.. Talmsge, land surrounded from
my earliest youth by parental authority.
had not until tais fall seen the ini-
auities Of great city. Defended by
the grace Of God had never sown any
wild oats. But | saw tens Of thousands
OF men going down, and ! said to my
self. "Thsre must be an infatuation, q
terrible fascination about sin, OF which
| know nothing" AS in sickly times
you hear the toll Of the cemetery bell,
10 heard tolling by day and night the
bell Of the cemetery where mems souls
are buried. said, ~ will find out the
cause of this thing" l vent as into a
small pox hospital, and Am here this
morning to report plague. 'oh,'
you say, ''are you not afraid that you
will tempt others to goi' Wellington
met . civilian Oh the battlefield and
told him to 70 hence or hs would be
shot. my chances Of being shot are
no greater than yours" said the civil.
ian. "God and my country demand
that be here" replied Wellington
But have to report, " he continued,
"that saw some things that amazed
me more that can tell. | do not want
to tell it, for IT will take pain to hearts
far away, but must. ! saw young
men with the ruddy health OF country
life stamped upon their cheeks. They
had gather cd in the harvest grain be-
meath Gods blue sky, with the honest
strong hands God had given them.
What wsr. they doing here 7 They
had heard how gayly boat dances on
the edge Of = maelstrCn and they were
venturing. | saw that young man
when he first consulted evil. | saw
that it was his first night. A look OF
defiance was in his face, saying. u ain
more powerful than sim Then saw
the shade Of q painful reflection pass
ing across his face. think soft voice
came out of that tawdry, gaudy furni-
ture, whispering TO him aDove the dis
cordant music. But sin triumphed
and he turned to the tempter.
don't feel 50 keenly sorrowful for
young men brought up in the city and
accustomed to city life when l see them
thus, but pity the young man from
the country. Oh! young man from the
far hills, what have your parents done
that you should treat them so \ When
you were gathering the harvest apples
down there in the corner Of the lot
where the little brook murmurs by, did
you think you would come to this
DO y.u prefer this brazsn, p'inted,
grlnAing thing to that old wrinkled face
which smiles in sympathy with every
one of your smiles, and weeps when
you are unhappy! Look at those dis
torted fingers. What made them so !?
Working for you, sir, working for you.
Write home to your poor old gray hair
cd mother, cursing her; curse her
white locks curse the cradle you were
rocked in. What! You wont But you
are doing worse. The news OF your
prohigacy will kill her. .
Some old gossip will find her way to
your mothers cottage on an afternoon
when the sun is shining bright and all
the beautiful country is smiling for joy.
She will enter when yOnr mother is sit
ting by the window, and presently she
will say, "Do you know your son
drinks :" and then your mother will
ask to have the door opened she feels
faint. And still into her ear will be
poured the story of your life here. She
will 20 out and sit down on the old
worn step where you used to play, and
cry. By and by the DOCTORS gig will
come up through the shady, quiet lane
and he'll stop. He'll come again and
again, but she'll get worse instead of
better. And then the village bell will
toll, and the farmers will drive up in
their old wagons and hitch their horses
there under the maple trees. And
they'll ask, "What did she die off,
And one of the village doctors will say
malaria" and another intermit-
tent fever" Young man she died of
a broken heart.
At the conclusion of this sketch one
half of Mr.. Talmage's audience was
sobbing.
"Have painted a bright picture
for you this morning? | ask you. Have
| inclined you towards visiting these
halls of death? Sirs, before | get
through with this course of Sunday
sermons | will, by the grace of God,
save ten thousand Of my fellow-men,
and in the execution of this mission |
defy all earth and hell ~
At the conclusion Of this discourse,
Mr.. Talmage received perfect ova-
tion of applause, and sat down pant
ing hard and looking very red in the
face.
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