Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-01-21
STIRRING TINES.
Narrative OF an Exciting Period
OF Ancient Times.
Pursuit BIZ David, Famous in Biblical
Lore. OF the DespoileTs Of His
Peoples Homes.
The Complete and Utter Rout of the AmaIe-
kitish Host-Dr. Talmage's Sermon OF
Yesterday-A Brilliant Grafton.
Special to the Gazette.

Special to the Gazette.
BROOKLYN, y. Y, Jan. 20 The Rev.
T. Dewitt Talmage, D = D., having ex-
pounded appropriate passages of Scrip
lures, gave out the hymn
Who are these in bright array,
This innumerabIe throng,
Round the altar night and day
Tuning their triumphant song?
The subject Of the sermon was 'sThe
March Homeward - and the text,
Samuel, chapter xxx. verse s: ssPur-
sue: for thou shall surely overtake them,
and without fail recover all. - Dr.. Tai
mage said:
There is intense excitement in the VIII
lage Of Zillag David and his men are
bidding goodbye to their families, and
are off for the wars In that little vii
lage of Ziklag the defeuseless ones will
be safe until the warriors, flushed
with victory, come home. But
viii the defenseless ones be safe?
The soft arms of children are around the
necks of bTonZed warriors until they
snake themselves free and start, and
handkcrchiefs and flags are waved and
kisses thrown until the armed men van
ish beyond the hills David and his men
soon get through with their campaign
and start homeward Every uight on
their way home, no sooner does the SOL
der put his head on the knapsack than
in his dream he hears the welcome OF the
wife and the shout of the child. Oh,
what long stories they will have to tell
their families, of how they lodged the
battle axe, and then will roll up their
sleeve and show the half-heaIed wound
With glad, quick step they march on,
David and his men, for they are march
ing home. Now they come up
to the last hill which over
looks Zklag, and they expect
in moment to see the dwelling places of
their loved ones. They look, and as they
look their cheeks turn pale, and their lip
quivers, and their hand involuntariIy
comes down on the hit of the sword
''Where is Zil1lag? Where are our
homes?' they cry. Alasl the curling
smoke above the ruin tells the tragedy
The Amalekites have come down and con-
sumed the village, and carried the
mothers and tine wives and the children
of David and his men into captivity.
The swarthy warriors stand for a few
moments transfiXed with horror. Then
their eyes glance to each other, and they
burst into uncomfortable weeping; for
when
a STRONG WARRIOR WEEPS,
the grief is appalling. 1t seems rs if the
emotion might tear him 20 pieces They
"wept until they had no more power to
weep But soon their sorrow turns
into rage, and David, swinging his
sword high in air, cries: ''Pursue: for |
thou shalt oyertake them, and without !
fail recover all. - Now the march be- |
comes a deuble-QUick. Two hundred !
of David > men stop BIZ the brook |
Besor, faint with fatigue and grief. |
They can not go farther They are left |
there But the other 400 men under |
David, with n sort of panther step, |
march on in sorrow and in rage. They /
find by the side of the road a half-dead |
Egyptian, and they resuscitate him, and |
compel him to tell the whole story. He |
says: :'YOuder they went, the captOrs
and the captives, pointing in the direc-
ton. Forward, ye 400 brave men of fire! |
Very soon David and his enraged com
panv come upon the Amaiekitish host
Yonder they see their own wives and
children and mothers, and under Amale-
kitish guard Here are the officers of the
Amalekitish army holding a banquet.
The cups are full, the music is reused,
the dance begins. The AmaIekitish host
cheer and cheer and cheer over their vic
tory. But, without note of bugle
or warning Of trumpet, David and his
400 men burst upon the scene suddenly as
Robert Bruce hurled his Scotchmen upon
the jewellers At BannockbuTn. David and
his men look up, and one glance at their
loved ones IN captivity and under Anal
ekitish guard throws them into very
fury of determination; for you know how
men viii fight when they fight for their
wives ana children. All, there are
lightniugs in their eyes and every finger is
q spear, and their voice is like the shout
of the whirlwind. Amidst the upset
tankards and the costly viands crushed
under foot, the wounded AmalekiteS lie
(their blood mingling with their wine)
shrieking for mercy. No sooner do Da-
vid and his men win the victory than
they
THROW THEIR SWORDS DOWN
into the dust-what do they want with
swords uow?-and the broken families
come together with great shout of Joy
that makes the parting scene in Ziklag
seem very iusipid in the comparison. The
rough old warrior has to use some persua-
sion before he can get his child 10 come
to him now after so long an absence: but
soon the little finger traces the familiar
wrinkle across the SCARED face. And !
then the empty tankards are set up and |
they are filed with the best wine from
the hills, and David and his men, the
the wives, the brothers, the
sisters, drink to the overthrow of the
and to the rebuilding of Xix
lag. So, Q Lord, let thine enemies per-
ish.
Now they are coming home, David and !
his men and their families-a long pro-
resSion Men, women and children,
loaded with jewels and robes and all kinds I
of trophies that the Amalekites had gath I
cred mp in years Of conqUest-eveTy thing
now in the hands Of David and his men, I
When they come by the brook Besor, the !
place where Staid the men sick and in :
TO travel, the jewels and the I
robes and all kinds Of treasures are divided 5
among the sick as Wen As among the well. S
Surely, the lame and exhausted ought TO v
nave some of the treasures. Here is t
robe for this pale-faced warrior. Here is L
/ pillow for this dying man. Here is (
handful Of gold for the wasted trumpeter. Q
really think that these men who tainted t
DV the brook ReSOr may have a