The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1889-06-06
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
The Weekly Discourse Of tho Great
Brooklyn Preacher

Ihe weekly DiScours3 OF mo ureat
Brooklyn Preacher
subjcct, "New Springs Of
JOy."
rxT; "Thou hast given me a south land;
gfus NC also springs Of ioater. And he gave
Asr 0s upper springs and tho netAs'
sPrt~gs ~. 10,
Tho City Of Dcbir was the Boston of antiq-
pity-A great place for brain and bookA Ca
leb wanted It and no offered hts daughter
Achsah as prize 10 any ono who would cap
ture that city. IT was strange thing for
Caleb b do; and yet the man who could take
ments q manhoodNbravcry and patriotism.
With Caleb's daughter as q prize to fight for,
Gen. 0thniel rode Into tho battle. The gates
az Dcbir were Numbered into dust and the
city Of books lay at tho feet Of tho conquer
ora The work done Othniel comes
bocf TO claim his brida Having con-
guered the city, IL s no great you for him 70
the grs 1or Sow s ,",Ts
loves Courage In a man. mover saw an ex-
ception 10 that Tho wedding festivity hav-
Ing gone by, Othniel and Acllsah are about
TO 20 to their now home, However loudly
the cymbals may clash and tho laughter ring,
parents are always sad when fendly cher
lshed daughter goes of TO stay; and Achsah,
tho daughter Of Caleb, knows that now Is tho
father. II seems that Caleb tho good old
man, had given Rs wedding present to his
daughter piece OF land that was mountains
GUS, and sloping southwark toward the
deserts Of Arabia, swept with some very hot
winds. 1t was called "a south land" But
Achsah wants an addition Of property; she
wants piece q land that y well wa S,d
standing amidst the bridal party, his eyes 50
full Of tears because she was going away that
hecould hardly see her at an, gives her more
than she asks She said to him s'rhou hast
given me south land; give me also springs
Of water. And he gave her the upper
springs and the neither springs"
that as Caleb; The father, gave Achsah, the
daughter, south land, 90 God give. Ia, us
His world. am very thankful He has
given Il to us. But am like Achsah IN the
fact that want a larger portion. Trees
and flowers, and grass, and blue skies are
very we'll In their placer; but be who has
nothing but this world for q portion has no
portion at all 1t is mountainous land;
swept by fiery siroccos; 1t is "a south land" a
poor portion for any man that tries to put his
trust IN It, What has been your experience
What has been the experience OF every
man, OF every woman that has tried this
world for d portioni Queen Elizabeth,
amid the surroundings Of pomp, Is unhappy
because the painter sketches too Infinitely
the wrinkles on her face, and she Indignantly
cries out: "You must strike off my likeness
without any shadowsr' Hogarth, at the
very height OF his artistic triumph, is stung
almost to death with chagrm because the
painting he had debated to tho King does
not seem to be acceptable; for George II.
cries out. "Who Is this Hogarth2 Take
bis trumpery out Of my presence" Brins-
ley Sheridan thrilled the earth with
HIS eloquence, but had for bis last
Scott fumbling around the inkstand
trying to write, says to his daughter: ooh,
take me back to my room; there is no rest for
Sir Walter but In the grave Stephen
Girard, the wealthicst man in his day, or, at
any rate, only second in wealth. says: II
live the life Of galley slave; when arise f4
the morning my one effort Is to work 80 hard
Charles Lamb, applauded Of all the world, in
the very midst Of his literary triumph says:
''Do you remember, Bridget when we used
to laugh from the shilling gallery at the
play? There are now no good plays to latgh
at from the boxes" But why 60 SO for as
thatp ! used to go no further than your
street to find an illustration OF what am
saying.
without any religion, and you know what !
mean by successful worldlings-pick me out
TEN successful worIdlings, and you cannot
find more than one that looks happy Care
d-ags him across the bridge; care drags him
back. Take your stand at o'clock at the
corner Of Nassau and Wall streets or at
the corner Of Canal street and Broadway and
zee the agonized physiogomies. Your
porters your wholesalers, and your retailers.
| g claas-as class, are they happys No;
| Care dogs their steps; and, making no appeal
| to God &n- hnip comfort, they arc tossed
everywither. How has it been with you, my
hearers Are you more contented in the house
rooms you bad In house when you started
Have you not had more care and worrfment
dnce you won that fifty thousand
dollars than you did befores Some Of the
poorest men I have ever known have beer
those of great fortune. A man of small means
may be put In great business straits, but thu
! ghastiest Of all embarrassments Is that OF thu
man who has large estates. The men who
commit suicide because Of monetary losses
more because they have only hundred
thousand dollars left.
On Bowling Green, New York, there is
house where Talleyrand used to CO. He wa
favorite man. All the world knew him, AM
he had wealth almost unlimited yet, ct tn
close Of his life, he says: "Behold, eighty
three years have passed without any practi
cal result, ssve fatigue Of body and fatigu'
Of mind, great Encouragement for tho fu.ur;
eaa great dis disgust tor the so9b Rst
It slopes off toward desserts Of sor
rows and the prayer which Achsah male
to her father Caleb, we mako this day to oui
Father God: "Thou has given me south
land; give me also springs of water. Ant
he gave them the upper springs, and TIN
neither springs"
Blessed be God! We have moro advan
tages given us than we can really appreciate
We have spiritual blessings offered lis in thi
world which / shall call the neither springs
and glories in the world to corue which shall
call the upper springs,
Where shall finds words enough threade'
with light to sot forth the pleasure of re
ligion2 David, unable to describe it in words
played It on harp. Mrs. Hemans, not find
ing enough power in prose, sings that prais
In canto. Christopher Wren, unable to dc
arches Of St. Paafs. John Banyan, unable
to present it in ordinary phraseology, take.
all the fascination of allegory. Handel, witt
ordinary music unable to reach tho height O.
the theme, rouses it up in on cratorio. Oh
there is no life on earth 50 happy us really
Christian life. I do not mean sham Chris
tian life, but q real Christian life. Where
thero is q thorn there is whole garland OF
roses. Where there Is one groan, there ART
three doxologies. Where there is ono day Of
cloud, there Is O whole season OF sunshine
Take the humblest Christi an man thai
you know-angels Of God canopy hin
with their white wings; the fightnings o
heaven are his armed allies; the Lord is hi
Shepherd, picking out for him green pas
lures by still waters; IL ho walk forth, heaven
Is his body guard; II he lie down to sleep