The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-06-22
Mr.. Jones and Mr.. Small Both Express Regret
that Their Engagements Prevent Them
from Remaining Longer in Indianapolis.
A Happy Reconciliation Between Evan
gelist Jones and DR.. Reuben Jeffery.
Three Hundred More Persons Promise Mr..
Jones at Last Nights Meeting that
They viii Begin New Life. >
THE MORNING MEETING.

A Happy Ending of the Trouble Between
Mr.. Jones and DR. Jeffery.
Tabernacle Church was filled long before the
hour for beginning the services yesterday morn
ing, many people from the country being pres
ent. Among the ministers who occupied seats
about the pulpit was Rev Maxwell P. Gaddis,
sr., of Dayton, who has been preaching since
1885, and is we'll known to the public as the
author of a number of religious works The
opening prayer was offered by Rev. NJ L..
Hanes. The text chosen by Mr.. Jones was
Cast thy burden upon the Lord and He will sus-
tain thee. He will suffer the righteous to be
moved He has delivered my sopl from the battle that
was against me-
He said suppose that the greatest curiosity
an unburdened human heart, perfectly free from
every care, trouble and anxiety Job said land
the truth is like God himself the same yester-
day, to-day and forever) MAN is born unto
trouble as the sparks fly upward" After all, the
question for the philosopher is not how many
troubles he has, but how to classify and get rid
/ Of. them. Everybody has troubles, and if were
| to find man who said be had not. would not
regard him as reliable If had to cross the At
lantic in the stormy season, would not want to
| 20 on new and untried vessel, but on one that
| had crossed and buffeted the storms and waves
a thousand times. Brother, troubles to are
| like storms on the ocean, for the restless vio-
| ,ence they produce is the means by which the
| sea is perfect. How human experience is
| brought out in all its sweetness and comfort as
| we bear the burdens of life. We might say
that there are only two classes Of troubles: First
! homemade troubles we sometimes call them
| always looking for something you never see, al
/ ways going out to meet something that never
comes toward you, and always expecting some
thing that never happens. Home made troubles
| are like anything else that is home made-they
| outlast all other kinds. Some of 'em last from,
the cradle to the grave, and l expect that some
of you are sorry because you can't take them
into eternity with you Let me illustrats. There
is good sister who let's her children go out rid
| ing behind old John-that old family horse-and
they say they won't stay out after o'clock.
| Well when that time comes, and they have not
yet returned, she begins to get uneasy, and says
she knows she oughtnt to have had them gone,
as it was only day or two ago that old John got
terribly scared at something and only last night
| she had presentmeDt that that horse was 60
ing to run away and kill every child she had. Her
husband comes in and tries to quiet her fears, but
she has started her trouble machine going, and it
goes faster and faster every minute. Finally she
| says: Husband, if you don't start right out
| and hunt up the children. l WILL" and he knows
just what that means, aud he starts out ard when
| he gets to the gate he old John comm jog
! ging along with the children, laughing and
| joying themselves. and then the mother says:
'.What goose I've been!" and think 80, too;
| don't you? An old goose that has no feathers is
/ one of the saddest things in the world. | have
| known women who were worried about their
| husbands every time they went out of their sight.
| If / was that way, sister, would tie string
| around his neck like some OF you do with your
poodle-dogs, and go with him. Thank God,
married woman who has sense enough to be-
| lieve that her husband has sense enough to take
care of himself Sister, if you have got a sober
husband, you trust him; but if you have got a
drunken husband, don't blame you for being
| anxious. A woman who marries a man who has
| got the smell of breath on his whisky [laughterl,
| that's what it is, the smell of breath on his
whisky renewed laughterl, is tho biggest fool
on earth
| Women are not the only ones who borrow
| trouble. I've known great. big, healthy men to
/ lay in bed half the night, rolling and tossing,
| aud saving: I'm gone up this time sure;
/ starvation is staring me in the face" Look here,
| now; take no more trouble to bed with you than
you can kick off with one good healthy kick. A
bed is made to sleep in: go to the bed and go to
|
/ gave to another who had a room just above him.
| iu the hote,. and who kept him awake by walk
! ing the floor nearly all night. Finally he went
upstairs and said: Look here, my friend,
| you are disturbing me. What's the matter2"
| And be answered: II can't sleep. have got
| SIC, 600 to pay to a man in the morning, aud l
| don't know where / am to get the money I've
tried in every way could"
.'Tried every plan you can, have you. and
failedp
.'Yes." was the answer
''We then, you 60 to sleep and let the other
fellow walk the floor" Laughter
| am going to trouble myself during the day,
and try to be economical and pay them but when
| it comes to night, l am going to sleep; do you
/ hear thatl
! Imaginary troubles have no existence only in
the fancies of an abnormal mind. You needn't
/ go to the Lord with imaginary troubles The
| Lord will not head off old John when he is not
running away, and He-won't shoot down a wolf
until He sees him at the door. Now, this morn
ing, you put your imaginary troubles out of the
way and go to the Lord only with your real
troubles, and He will help you to bear them.
| There are real troubles enough for US ALL How
many troubled hearts in this city! There are
burdens OF guilt that would pressupon thousands
of consciences if it weren't for the cross of Jesus
Christ and His mercy and grace, the great heart
of this world would break under the burdens of
its guilt. Then there are burdens of grief.
Who has not made pilgrimage to the grave to
bury some loved onel What mother has not
looked upon some little angel, as if chiseied out
| Of marble, and been reminded by those features
of some unkind word she has spoken to that
childl In that beautiful cemetery of yours
out there-and there is no prettier spot on the
earth-there are sisters. and brothers. and hus-
bands and wives, and dear little children, whose
chair is vacant at home, and whose place at the
table is unoccuped, while all that Is left is lit
tie shoe, aythng. or an article of clothing to
remind you OF the sweet one at your home Cast
your burdens of grief on the Lord and He will
sustain you 1t is so unfortunate for people to
rebel against Gods providence. He will wipe
all youf tears away We will cry to-day, but to-
| morrow tears viii be gone forever; but thank
God for the privilege of crying, ing; remember
that yYc rot only got 70 lock out bow ] preach,