The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-11-24
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as good a sailor as he is a preacher. lie is
down to meals just as regularly and as
promptly as though he were engaged to
lead off the company of hardy travellers who
have the disposition and the ability to enjoy
three square meals day, regardless of the
ups and downs inevitable to life at sea. No
more valiant trencherman ever handled
knife and fork 4 mean in crossing the deep,
and tits prophetic of future displays of pic
turesque oratOry that the ocean breezes give
him capacity to eat things that never tempt
him at home in Brooklyn. Everybody
talks to the genial divine, and he talks to
everybody He is in great spirits and active
as a boy. "When l first talked of taking
this trip" he said to me the other day, "lots
of people told me that the sea would be
rough, and | should have a hard time at
this season of the year. Well, there always
have been, and always will be, more Jere-
miahs than Isaiahs in this world" Then
off he tramped, with Mrs. Talmage at his
side, up and down the promenade deck, at
gait which convinced me that that worthy
lady, like her lord and master, has vigo-
rous constitution.
DR.. Talmage has smile peculiarly his
own. 1t has never been copyrighted, and l
have never heard that any one has pirated
it. Once started it grows in breadth and
expands itself at an alarming rate, but
Providence knows how to care for specially
| favored ones, for at the very moment when
YOU are apprehensive of some sort of a
catastrophe thought strikes the smiler
| which acts as governor, causing his mus
cies to relax, and gradually he sobers down,
all danger happily passed away. A passen-
ger noticing this peculiar smile in its early
stage congratulated the Brooklyn orator on
his happy frame of mind and body.
THANK you" responded he, my spirits
are ninety-fve on this trip. GEN
cfvfxr on fhn
sea-" "Then you know what it is to
be seasick, DOCTOR tinidly clipped in a
lady who, l fear had been making practical
experiments in that direction herself. Eyes,
indeed: when | first crossed the sea, In 1870,
| was under an engagement to write series
of magazine articles The ocean was as
gentle and quiet as a mill-pond all the way,
and felt that it had been wofully maligned
and matreated by all previous writers. Ny
sense of Justice compelled me to prophesy
smooth things concerning it. So | penned
an article which l called, The Smile of the
Sea Since that time, with this exception,
have never seen anything but its anger,
petulance, cruelty and fury; and although L
have now crossed it eight times, | have never
seen the sea smile again. lgenerally spend
the time on shlpboard, seated at the loot OF
the smokestack, looking out upon an ocean
of ipecac."
The beautiful Church of Roses, which
was sent to DR.. Talmage by one OF his
Brooklyn admirers, is in an admirable
state of preservation notwithstanding the
inability of the stewards to place 1t IN the
refrigerator, because of its enormous size.
In length it measures feet, width feet
The hight of the church proper is "a feet
and the distance from the ground TO the
tip of the steeple is 81 feet. 1t stands at
the upper end of one of the center dining
room tables, and its steepe is in close prox-
unity to the organ, the sweet tones OF wnlch
support the voices of worshlppers during
devotional exercises. DIR. Talmages lnten-
ton is to present this marvel OF beauty ana
floral wealth to some unsectarian charltahle
institution on our arrival at Liverpool de
was greatly touched by the gift OF this
magnificent tribute of gratitude from one
| whom be had helped to find spiritual peace.
would say, if had time, more OF the
| humorous side of being at sea Win Dr.
| Talruage than fear have room for. Inc
following is too good to keep, aud it has an
| interest of a painful character, TOO A
"Reminiscences of Beecher-alas, that we nave
| lost him-is al ways interesting. us 1t true,
| doctor.n asked a fellow passenger, that
when youiwere out west last summer, you
| were imposed on by what Is called a lung
| tester. a pipe that you are told Will record
| the strength of your lungs, but when blown
| into covers your face with fourT mo,
replied the divine shat is not true, al
though hate to spoil good story. II IS
| onlv one Of those numberless yarns that