Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1893-08-07
A PANORAMA
OF "REMINISCENCES APPROPRIATE TO TIE
SEASON.
Or. TalmagSs Tabernacle Sermon Yesterday
'Whils ! Was Missing the Fire Burned"

BRooKLYN, August 6.-Rev. Dr. Tai
mage has chosen as the topic for to-
dDy, q panorama OF "reminiscences ap-
prOpriate 10 the the season, the text
selected being Psalm 1898: "While was
musing the fire burned"
Here is David, the psalmist, with the
forednger Of his right hand against his
temple, the door shut against the world,
engaged In contemplation. Aud IL
would be well for US TO take the same
posture often, closing the door against
the world, while we sit down In sweet
solitude 70 cOntempla
In small island of the coast once
passed a Sabbath 10 delightful solitude
for had resolved that I would have
one day OF entire quiet before l entered
uDon autumnal work. ] thought 70
have spent the day Ia laying out plans
for Christian work; but Instead OF that
il became a day Of tender Renaissance,
/ reviewed my pastorate; shook hands
with an old departed friend, whom
shall greet again when the curtains OF
life are lifted. The days Of my ooyhood
came back, and 1 was ten years Of age,
and I was eight and i was i've. There
was but one house on the island, and
vet from Sabbath daybreak, when the
blrd-chant woke me, until the evening
melted into the bay, from shore TO
shore there were ten thousand memo
ries, and the groves were ahum with
voices that mad
LONG AGO CEASED.
Youth Is apt too much to spend all
its time 10 looking forward. Old age is
ant TOO much 70 spend all its time 10
looking backward. People In mid-life
and on the apex look both ways. IL
would be well fer Us, think, however,
10 sDepd more time in Renaissance.
Nv the constitution OF our nature we
sDend most OF the time looking forward.
And the vast majority OF people live
not so much 10 the present as In the
future. i find that you mean 20 make
a reputation, you mean 20 establish
yourself, and the advantages that you
expect % achieve absorb a great deal OF
your time. But ] see no harm Ia this,
il IL does not make sou disconnected
with the present, or disqualiiy you for
existing duties.
It useful thing sometimes TO look
and 20 see the dangers We have es-
caped aud 90 see the sorrows we have
suffered, and the trials and wanderings
of our earthly pilgrimage, and TO sum
up our enjoymentS. 1 mean to-day, so
far as God may help me, 70 stir up your
memory Of the past, 50 that in the re-
view you may be encouraged and hum
bled, and urged 20 pray.
There is q chapel in Florence with
frescO By Guido. lt was covered up
with two inches Of stuccO until our
American and European artists went
there, and after long toll removed the
covering and retraced the frescO. And
am aware that the memory OF the past,
with many OF you, is all covered Up with
ten thousand deliberations, and l pro-
pose this morning, so far as the Lord
may help me, TO take away the cover
ing, that the old picture may shine out
again.
WANT TO BIND
in one sheaf all your past advantages,
and I want to bind 10 another sheaf all
your past adYerS ses. 1t is a precious
harvest, and must be cautious how
swing the s the.
Ar A~fne greatest advantages Of
life was an early home and its
sundings The bad men Of the day,
for the most part, dip their heated pas
sions out Of the boiling spring Of an I'M
happy home. We are not surprised
that ByrOn's heart was a concentration
of sin, when we hear his mother was
abandoned, and that she made sport OF
his infrmlty, and often called him 1.-The
lame brat" He who has vicious parents
has TO fight every inch Of his way X he
would maintain his integrity, and at
last reach the home Of the good in
heaven.
Perhaps your early home was IN the
city. 10 may have beeu in the days
when Canal street. New York, was far
ND town. That old house In the city
may have been demolished or changed
into stores, and 10 seemed like sacrilege
70 you-for there was more meaning In
that plain house, Ia that small house,
than there Is 10 q granite mansion or
turreted cathedral. Look back this
morning, you see It as though It were
yesterday-the sitting-rOOm, where the
loved ones sat by the plain lamplight,
the mother az the evening stand, the
brothers aud sisters, perhaps long ago
gathered into the skies, then plotting
mischief on the floor or under the table;
your father with a firm voice command
ing silence, that lasted half a minute.
Oh, those were good days! II you
had your foot hurt, your mother always
had q soothing Salve TO heal it. II you
were wrOnged in the street, your father
was always ready 20 protect you. The
year was one round Of froliC and mirth.
Your greatest trouble was an April
shower, more sunshine than shower.
The heart had not been ranSacked by
troubles, nor had sickness broken II,
and no lamb had warmer sheep
fold than the home in which
YOUR CHILDHOOD NESTLED.
Perhaps you we're brought 40 ia the
country. q You stand now to-day in
memory under the old tree. You
dubbed 10 for fruit that was not quite
ripe, because you could not wait any
longer You hear the brook rambling
along over the pebbles. You step again
into the iurrOw where your father 10 his
shirt sleeves shouted 70 the lazy oxen.
You friEhten the swallows from the
rafters Of the barn, and take Just one
egg, and silence your conscience by say
ing they will not miss 10. You take a
drink again out OF the very bucket that
the old well fetched mp. You go for the
cows at night, and find them wagRing
their heads through the bars. Oft
times in the busy and dusty streets you
wish you we're home again on that cool
grass, or 10 the hall OF the farmhouse,
through which there was the breath Of
n wn hay or the blossom Of buck
ve in your windows now
and flowers brought