Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1892-11-19

Further, every god must have no
only its temple, but its altar of sacri
fee, and this golden calf of the text 4
no exception. Its altar is not made on
of stone as other affairs, but out o
counting room desks and fire proc
safes, and 1t is broad, n long, a higl
altar. The victims sacrificed on it art
innumerable. What does this god care
about the groans and struggles of tn,
victims before it? With cold, metallic
eye it looks on and yet lets them suffer,
o Heaven and earth, what an altar
what n sacrifice of body, mind and
soul! The physical health of n great
multitude is flung on this sacrificial
altar They cannot sleep, and they
take choral and morphine and intox.
icants Some of them struggle in q
nightmare of stocks. and Mt one o'clock
in the morning suddenly rise up shout
ing: "a thousand shares of railroad
stocl-one hundred and eighty and n
half! take it, until the whole family
is atfrightened, and the spectators fall
back on their pillows and sleep until
they are awakened again by II corner
or a sudden rise" in something else.
Their nerves gone, their digestion gone,
their brain gone, they die. The clergy
man comes in and reads the funeral
service: blessed are the dead who die
in the Lord" Mistake. They did not
Idle in the Lord" the golden calf kicked
them!
The trouble is, when men sacrifice
themselves on this altar suggested in
the text, they not only sacrifice them
selves, but they sacrifice their families.
Solomon offered in one sacrifice, on
one occasion, ~, 900 oxen and 10, 900
sheep; but that was tame sacrifice
compared with the multitude of men
who are sacrificing thems elves on this
altar of the golden calf, and sacrifi cling
their families with them. The soldiers
of Gen. Havelock, in India, walked lit
orally ankle deep in the blood of the
"house of massacre" where 200 WON en-
and children had been slain by the Sc
poys; 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 blinking gold, and the rat
ting specie of the banks and brokers'
shops and the voices of all the ex-
changes 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 re-
joicing over what they have made.
Chorus of voices wailing over what they |
have lost This temple of which / |
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 moment on it, and there are the
lneeling devotees, and the doXologE of
The worship rolls on, while Death
stands with moldy and skeleton arm
oeating time for the chorus-''More!
More! More!"
Some people are very much surprised
It the actions of folk on the stock eX-
change. Indeed, it is a scene some
lines that paralyzes description and is
beyond the imagination of one who has
lever looked in. What swapping of
niger and thumb, and wild gesticula-
ion, and raving like hyenas, and
like buffdloes, and swaying
o and fro, and running one upon an
,ther, and deafening uproar, until the
PRESIDENT of the exchange strikes with
lis mallet four or five times, crying
Order. Order" and the astonished
pectator goes out into the fresh air
ceiling that he has escaped from pam
What does it all mean?
will tell you what it means. The dew
tees of every heather temple cut
to pieces and yell and
.vrate. This vociferation and gyration
# the stock exchange is all appropriate.
his is the worship of the golden calf.
But my text suggests that this wor-
hip must be broken up, as the behavior
+ Moses in my text indicated. There
re those who say that this golden calf
pol1en of in my text was hollow, and
merely plated with gold; otherwise, they
ny, Moses could not have carried it.
o not know that; but somehow, per-
APPS by the assistance of his friends, he
axes mp this golden calf, which is an
pen insult to God and man, and throws
! into the fire, and it is melted, and
hen it comes out and is cooled of, and
y some chemical appliance, or by an
ld-fashioned file, it is pulverized, and ]
is thrown into the brook, and,
S a punishment, the people are
ov,,ra1lad IN dri0l tho naucaatinO |