Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1890-11-10

REV. DR.. TALMAGE,
Continued from First Paae.

/ bets TO see that they still keep their
burden, returns again TO her tent till
some Swooping wing from the midnight
sky or some growing monster on the
rock again wakes her.
a mother watching her dead children
through May, June, July, August, Sep
TENDER and October. What vigil.
Painters have tried to put upon canvas
the scene and they succeeded in sketch
ing the hawks in the sky and the pam
theirs crawling out from the Jungle, but
they fail TO give the wanneSS, the earn
eStneSS, the supernatural courage, the
infinite self-sacritice of Rizpah, the
mother. A mother in the quiet home
watching by the casket of dead child
for one night eXertS the artist TO his
utmost, but who is sufficient to put upon
canvas mother for six months of mid
nights guarding her whole family, dead
and gibbeted upon the mountains?
Go home, Rizpahl You must be aw-
fully tired. You are sacrificing your
reason and your life for those whom
you can never bring back again to your
bosom. As say that, from the darkest
midnight OF the century Rizpah turns
upon me and cries: How dare you tell
me To go home? | am mother. / am
not tired. You might as well expect
God to get tired rs for Il mother To get
tired | cared for those boys when
they lay upon my breast in infancy and
| will not forSake them now that they
are dead. Interrupt me not. There
StoopS an eagle that must drive back
with my agonized cry. There is pam
Their | must beat back with my club"
\ MODERN PARALLEL.
Do you know what that scene by our
roadside in Palestine makes me think
of? 1t is nounusual scene. Right here
in these three cities by the American
sea coast, there are thousand cases
this moment worse than that. Mothers
watching boys that the rum saloon, that
annex of hell, has gbbeted in living
death. Boys hung in chains of evil
habit they cannot break. The father
may 90 TO sleep after waiting until
twelve o'clock at night for the ruined
boy To come home and give il up, he
may say: Mother, come TO bed; there's
no use sitting up any longer But
mother will not 20 to bed. 1t
is one o'clock in the morn
ing. 1t is half-paSt one. 1t is
two o'clock. 1t is half-paSt two when
he comes staggering through the hall.
Do You say that young man is yet alive?
No: he is dead. Dead to his fathers
entrcaties. Dead to his mothers pray
erS. Dead to the family altar where he
was reared. Dead TO all the noble am
billions that once inspired him. Twice
dead. Only corpse of what he once
was. Gibbcrcd before man and angels
and devils. Chained in Il death that
will not loosen its cold grasp. His
| father is asleep, his brothers are asleep.
his sisters are asleep, but his mother Is
watching him. watching him in the
night. After he has gone up to bed
and fallen into drunken sleep, his
mother will 20 up to his room and see
that he is properly covered and before
she turns out the light will put kiss
upon his bloated lips. Mother, why
don't you 90 10 bed?' All" she says,
Il cannot go TO bed. | am Rizpah
watching the slain.
And what are the political parties of
this country doing for such cases?
They are taking care not to hurt the
feelings Of the iackalS and the buzzards
that rooSt on the shelves Of the grog
shops and boot above the dead. | am
often asked 70 what political party
belong, and | now declare my opinion
of the political parties of to-day Each
one is worse than the other, and the
only consolation in regard to them Is
that they have putrciied until they
have no more power 10 rot. On, that
comparatively tame scene upon which
Rizpah looked, She lonked upon only
seven of the slain. American motherhood
and American wifehood this moment ar,
looking upon seventy Of the slain
upon seven hundred of the slain, upon
seventy thousand Of the slain. Woe
Woe. Woe. Ny only consolation OF
this subject is that foreign capitalists
are buying up the American brcwerieS
The present owners see that the doom
of that business is coming as surely a:
that God is not dead. They are unload
ing upon foreign capitalists. and wher
we can get these brewereS into the
hands of people living on the other side
of the sea, our political parties vii
cease to be afraid of the liquor traffic
and at their conventions nominating
presidential candidates will put in theii
platform a plank as big as the biggest
plank of the biggest ocean steamer, say
ing: Resolved unanimously that we al
ways have been, aud always will be OPP
posed to alcoholism"
AN ANCIENT THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY.
But we must hurry on, for the mule
teerS and baggage men have been
ordered TO pitch our tents for tonight
at Bethel. 1t is already getting so dark
that we have to give up all idea OF
guiding the horses, and leave them to
their own Sagacity. We ride down
amid mud cabins and into rayincs
where the horses leap from depth To
depth. rocks below rocks, rocks under
rocks. Whoa, Whoa. we diSmOunt IN
this place. memorable for many things
i'm Bible history, the two more proml-
nent. theological seminary, where OF
old they made ministers, and for jacob
dream. The students of this Bethel
Theological Seminary were called
"Sons of the Prophets Here the
Young men were fitted for the ministry,
and those of us who ever had the
advantage of such institutions Will eN-
erlastingly be grateful, and in the calen-
dar of saints. which | read with special
affection. are the doctors Of divinity who
blessed me with their care. thank
God that from these theological semina-
ries there is now coming forth mag
nilicent crop of young ministers who are
taking the pulptS in all parts OF the
land. | hail their coming and tel these
Young brothers to shake oil the somno-
lencc of centuries and get out from I'M
der the dusty shelves of theological dis
cussionS which have no practical bear
ing on this age, which needs TO get ria
of its sins and have its sorrows comfort
ed. Many of our pulpitS are dying OF
humdrum. People do not go to church
because they cannot endure the
technicalities, and profound eXplana-
tions OF nothing, and sermons about
the '.eternal generations OF the Son,
and the difference between Sub-lepsarl-
anism and supra lapsarianism, and about
who Melchisideck lCdSn't. There ought
to be as much difference between the
modes of presenting truth now and IN
olden times. as between lightning eX'
press rail-train, and canal boat
! Years ago | went up to the door OF Il
factory in new England. On the out
side door | saw the words ''no admit
lance" | went in and came to another
door over which were the words
mo admittance. OF course