Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1889-09-16
WALK ON THE STREET
AND SBR THB DIVINE LESSONS THAT ITS
WANDERERS TEACH,
Lessons Of Toll and Struggle Strife in Life and
Death, Temptations and Maslsiroms Of II
iquy Into Which Many Fal-Dr Tai
IMAGES Magnificent Sermon.
speeial Tslcnam to he Register

7. De Witt Talmage, D. D., preached at
the Tabernacle to-day to a vast oongrega.
tiOn on 'Ths City Streets" His text
was, Wisdom crieth without; she ut
tereth her voice in the streets" " Prov. j,
20. He said
We are all ready to listen to the voices
Of nature-the voices cf the mountain,
the voices Of the sea, the voices of storm,
the voices of the star. As in some Of the
cathedrals in Europe there is an organ in
either end Of the building, and the one
instrument responds musically to the
other, go in the great cathedral Of nature
day responds to day, and night to
night and flower to flower, and star
TO STAR in the great harmonies of the
universe. The spring time is an evan
geist in blossoms preaching of Gods
love; and the winter is a prophet
white bsarded-denouncing woe against
our sins We are all ready TO listen TO
listen TO the voices Of nature; but how few
Of us learn anything from the voices Of the
noisy and dusty street. You 20 to your
merchandise, and to your work, and you
come back again-and often With an in
different heart yOu pass through the
streets. Are there no things for us to
learn from these pavements over which we
pass? Are there no tufts of truth grOWing
up between these cObblestones, beaten !
with the feet Of toll, and pain, and pleas |
ure, the slow tread of old eye, snd the |
quick step of childhood? Aye, there are
great harvests to be reaped; and now I |
thrust in the sickle because the harvest is
ripe. "Wisdom cTisth without; she at. |
tereth her voice in the streets"
TOLL AND STRUGGLE.
In the first place the street impresses
me with the fact that this life is a scene OF
toll and struggle. By 10 o'clock every |
day he city is jsrfing with wheels, ana |
shnnl ug with feet, and humming with /
voices, and covered with the b. cath OF /
smokestacks, snd a.rUsh with trafickers. |
Once in a while you find man going |
slo1g with folded arms and with leisurely /
step, as though he had nothing to do; but
for the most part, as you find mer going |
down thess streets, on the way 70 business, |
there is anxiety Ia their faces, as though /
they had come errsnd which must be ex-
scuted at the first possible moment You /
are jostled by those who have bargains to
make and notes to sell. Up this ladder
with a hOd Of bricks, out Of this bank with
a roll Of bills, on this dray with a load Of
goods, digging a cellar, OF shingling roof,
or shoeing a horse, or building q wall, or
mendiUg a watch, or binding a book. IN
dustry, with her thousand arms,
and thousand eyes, and thous- |
and feet, goes OF singing her /
song Of work work work while the /
mills drum it, aud the steam whistles |
fife it. All this is not because men love
toll. Some one remarked: Every |
msn is as lazy as he can afford 70 be "
Bat it is because necessity, with stern |
brow and with uplifted whip, stands over |
them ready whenever they relax their toll |
10 make their shoulders sting with the /
lash. Can it be that, passing up and /
down these streets on your way to work i
and business, you do not learn anything Of |
the worlds toll, and anxiety, and struggle |
Oh! how many dropping hearts, how many |
eyes On the watch, how many miles trav-
eled, how many burdens carried, how |
many losses suffered, how many battles
fought. how many victories gained, how /
many defeats suffered, how many exsspsr-
atio1s endurei-What losses, what hunger,
what wretchedness, what pallor, what dis
sase, what agony, what despair Some
times I hsve stopped at the corner OF the /
street as the multitude went hither and /
yon, and it has seemed to be 8 great pan
tomime, and SO / looked upon it
MY HEART BROKE.
This great tie Of human life that goes
down the street is q rapid tossed and /
turned aside, and dashing ahead and |
driven back-baautiful in its confusion |
and confused in its beauty. In the car
petcd aisles OF the forest, in the woods |
from which the eternal sh3d0W is never
lifted, on the shore Of the sea over whose
iron coast tOsses the tangled foam, spriDk
ling the cracked cliffs with a baptism of
WhirlWind and tempest, is the best place
to study God; but in the rushing, swarm
ing, raying street is the best place to study
man. Going down to your place Of busi-
ness and coming home again, charge you
look about-see these siga Of poverty, Of
wretchsdness, Of hunger, Of sin,
Of bereavement-and as You
20 through the streets, and
come back through the streets, gather up
in the arms Of your prayer all the SORROW,
all the losses, all the suffering, all the be-
Of those whom you pass, and
prese1t them in prayer before an all sym
pathetic God. Then in the great day
of eternity there will be thousands of per-
sons with whom you in this world never
exchanged one word who will rise up and
call you blessed; and there will be
thousand fingers pointed 10 you in heaven,
saying. THAT is the man, that Is the
woman, who helpsd me when ! was hun
gry, and sick, and wandering, and lost,
aud heart broken. That IS the man. that
is the man, that is the woman, and the
blessing will come down upon you, as
Christ shall say: 81 was hungry aud ye
fed me-, was naked and ye clothed me,
was sick and in prison and ye visited me;
inasmuch Is ye did it to these poor waits
Of the street, ye did it 10 me"
ALL MUST CONnuNGLE.
Again, the street impresses me with the
fact that all classes and conditions Of
society must clmmiDgls. We sometimes
culture a wicked exclusiveness. Intellect
despises igaOgance. Refinement will have
nothing to do with bo0rishnsss. Gloves
hate the sunburned hand, and the high
forehead despises the fiat head; and the
trim hejgerow will have nothing to do
with the wild eopsewOod, and Athens
hates Nazareth. This ought not to be
30. The astronomer must come down
from his starry revelry and help US in our
navigation. The surgeon must come away
from his study of the human organism
and set our broken bones. The chemist
must come away from bis laboratory,
where he has been studying analysis
and synthesis, aud help US to
understand the nature Of the soils.
1 bless God that all classes Of
people are compelled to meet on the
etTeet. The gittering coach wheel clashes
against the scayenger's cart. Fine robes
run against the psddler's pack. Robust
health meets wan sickness. Honesty con-
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