The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1892-11-18

CHllurtn III an eVuipHSV that 10 tlle
amazement of the avenues, and the
driver lashes the horses into two whirl.
winds, and the spokes flash in the sun,
and the golden headgear of the harness
CLEANS, until Black Calamity takes the
bits of the horses and stops them, and
shouts to the luxurious occupants of the
equipage, "Get outr They get out.
They get down. That husband and
father flung his family so hard they
never got up again. There was the
mark ON them for life-the mark of
split hoof--the death dealing hoof OF
the golden calf
Solomon offered in one sacrifice ON one
occasion twenty-five thousand oxen and
one hundred and T. 4 ~ thousand sheep
but that was tua.e sacrifice compared
with the multitude of men who are sac
rificing themselves on this altar of the
golden calf, and sacrificing their fam,
lilies with them. The soldiers of General
Havelock in India walked literally ankle
deep in the blood Of the "house of mas.
sacre," where two hundred women and
children had been slain by the Sepoysi
but the blood around about this altar of
the golden calf flows up to the knee,
flows to the girdle, flows to the shoulder,
flows to the lip. Great God of heaven
and earth, have mercy! The golden cali
has none.
Still the degrading worship goes on,
and the devotees kneel and kiss the dust,
and count their golden beads, and cross
themselves with the blood of their own
sacrifice. The music rolls ON under the
arches; it is made of clinking silver and
clinling gold and the rafting specie Of
the banks and brokers' shops and the
voices of all the exchanges. The soprano
of the worship is carried by the timid
voices of men who have just begun to
speculate, while the deep bass rolls out
from those who for ten years of iniquity
have been doubly damned. Chorus of
voices rejoicing over what they have
made! Chorus of voices wailing over
what they have lost!
This temple of which l speak stands
open day and night, and there is the
glittering god with his four feet on
broken hearts, and there is the smoking
altar of sacrifice, new victims every mo-
ment on it, and there are the kneeling
devotees, and the doxology of the wor-
ship rolls on, while death stands with
moldy and skeleton arm beating time
for the chorus-"More! more! morer'
THE CRAZE FOR GOLD.
Some people are very much surprised
at the actions of folk on the Stock ex-
change. Indeed it is scene sometimes
that paralyzes description and is beyond
the imagination of any one who has
never looked in. What swapping of fin
ger and thumb and wild gesticulation,
and raving like hyenas, and stamping
like buffaloes, and swaying to and fro,
and running one upon another, and deaf
ening uproar, until the president of the
exchange strikes with his mallet four or
five times, crying, "Order! order!" and
the astonished spectator goes out into
the fresh air feeling that he has escaped
from pandemonium. What does it all
mean? l will tell you what it means.
The devotees of every heather temple
cut themselves to pieces and yell and
gyrate. This vociferation and gyration
of the Stock exchange is all appropriate.
This is the worship of the golden calf.
But my text suggests that this wor,
ship must be broken up, as the be-
havior of Moses in my text indicated.
There are those who say that this golden
calf spoken of in my text was hollow
and merely plated with gold; otherwise,
they say, Moses could not have carried
perhaps by the assistance of his friends,
he takes up this golden calf, which is ar
open insult to God and man, and throws
it into the fire, and it is melted, and then
it comes out and is cooled off, and by
some chemical appliance OF by an old
fashioned file it is pulverized, and it is
thrown into the brook, and as punish.
ment the people are compelled to drink
the nauseating stuff.
THE ROOT OF EVIL TO BE ROOTED OUT.
So, my hearers, you may depend upon
it that God will burn and he will grind
to pieces the golden calf of modern idol.
airy, and he will compel the people in
their agony to drink it. If not before
it will be so on the last day. l know
not where the fire will begin, whether
at the Battery or Central park, whether
at Brooklyn bridge or at Bushwick
whether at Shoreditch, London, or West
End, but it will be very hot blaze
All the government securities of the
United States and Great Britain will
curl up in the first blast. All the money
safes and depositing vaults will melt un.
der the first touch. The sea will burn
like finder, and the shipping will be
abandoned forever. The melted gold in
the brokers' window will burst through
the melted window glass and into the
street, but the flying population will
not stop to scoopit up.
The cry of "Firer' from the mountain
will be answered by the cry of 'Fire! il
the plain. The confagration will burn
out from the continent toward the sea-
and then burn in from the sea toward
the land. New York and London, with
one cut of the red scythe of destruction
will go down. Twenty-Five thousand
miles of oonfagration! The earth will
wrap itself round and round in shroud
of flame and lie down to perish. What
then will become of your golden calf
Who then SO poor as to worship it
Melted or between the upper and the
neither milestone of falling mountain:
ground to powder. Dagon down. Mo
loch down. Juggernaut down. Colder
| calf down.
But, my friends, every day is day o
Judgment, and God is all the time
| grinding to pieces the golden calf
Merchants of Brooklyn and New Y0rl
and London, what is the characterize
of this time in which we live? "Bad,
you say. professional men, what i
| the characteristic of the times in whicl
we live? Bad" you say. Though
should be in a minority of one, ventur,
the opinion that these are the best time
we have had, for the reason that God i
teaching the world, as never before, tina
old fashioned honesty is the only thin!
that will stand. We have learned q
never before that forgeries will not pay
that the spending of fifty thousand dol