Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1892-11-14

and struggles Of the victims before i'll
With cold metallic eye it looks on and
yet let's them suffer Oh, heaven and
earth, what an altar, what sacrifice OF
body, mind and soull The physical
health of a great multitude is flung on
this sacrihcial altar. They cannot sleep
and they take chloral and morphine and
intoxicants.
Some Of them struggle in nightmare
of stocks, and at one o'clock in the morn.
ing suddenly rise up shouting, "a thou
sand shares of railroad stock--one hun.
dred and eight and half; take itr' until
the whole family is affrighted, and the
SPECTATORS fall back ON their pillows and
sleep until they are awakened again by
q corner" or sudden rise" in some
thing else. Their nerves gone, their di.
gestion gone, their brain gone, they die.
The clergyman comes in and reads the
funeral service, BLESSED are the dead
who die in the Lord" Mistake. They
did not "die in the Lord;" the golden
calf kicked theml
ITS DREADFUL SACRIFICE.
The trouble is when men sacrifice
themselves on this altar suggested in the
text they not only sacrifice themselves,
| but they sacrifice their families. If a
man by an ill course is determined to GO
to perdition suppose you will have to
let him go; but he puts his wife and
| children in an equipage that is the
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, sect 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 a
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 twenty thousand sheep;
but that was tame 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 calf
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
clinking gold and the rattling 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
WnlU buby nave lOSIl
| This temple of which speak stands
open day and night, and there is the
elittering 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
dsvotees, and the doxology of the wor-
ship rolls on, while death stands with
moldy and skeleton arm beating time
for the chorus--"More! morel morer'
THE CRAZE FOR GOLD.
Some people are very much surprised
at the actions of folk on the Stock ex-
change. Indeed it is a 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, "Orderl orderp and
the astonished spectator goes out into
the fresh air feeling that he has escaped
from pandemonium. What does 1t all
mean? l will tell you what it means.
The devotees of every heathen 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 tho be-
hayior 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
it. do not know that; but somehow,
perhaps by the assistance Of his friends,
he takes up this golden calf, which is an
open insult TO God and man, and throws
it into the fire, and it is melted, and then
ii comes out and is cooled off, and by
some chemical appliance or by an old
fashioned file il is pulverized, and II 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
II that God will burn and he will grind
TO pieces the golden calf OF modern idol
airy, and he win compel the people in
their agony TO drink ii. II not before,
II viii be SO ON the last day. l know
not where tho fire will begin, whether
at the Battery or Central park, whether
at Brooklyn bridge or at Bushwick,
whether nj Shoraditch London or West