The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-21
WAR TALE OF THE BIBLE.
Talmase Tells Of DaVid'S Onslaught
On The AmllekitaS.

Tamilies-The Ziklags IN the Family
History Of To-day - The Lessons
TauSht by the Story.
Little Rock. Ark. May 2O.-Ou his way
70 California, whence he Will start on
Nav 81. on his roUnd-the-world Journey,
Rev. Dr. TaluaEe. having halted here,
preached today 20 large audience,
on the subject Of Recovered Fsmi-
lies" The text chosen was I. Samuel
Xxx. :. 70.
Then David and the people that were
with him lifted Up their voice and wept,
until they hsd no more power TO weep.
David recovered all"
There is intense excitement in the vii
lage Of Ziklag. David and his men are
bidding good by 10 their families, and are
of for the wars In that little village Of
Ziklag the defeuseless ones will be safe
until the warriors. flushed with victory,
come home. But will the defenseless
ones be safe7 The soft arms of children
are around the necks of the bronzed war
riors until they shake themselves free
are waved and kisses thrown until
the armed men vanish beyond the
hills. David and his men soon get
through with their campaign and start
homeward Every night on their way
home, no sooner does the soldier put his
head on the knapsack than in his dream
he hears the welcome of the wife and the
shout of the child. Oh, what long stories
they viii have TO tell their families, of
how they lodged the battle-axel and
then will roll up their sleeve and show
the half-healed wound. With glad, quick
step, they march on, David and his men,
for they are marching home. Now they
come up to the last hill which overlooks
Ziklag, and they expect in a moment to
see the dwelling places of their loved
ones. They look, and as they look their
cheek turns pale, and their lip quivers,
and their hand invOluntarily comes down
on the hilt of the word. Where is Xix
lag? Where are our homes ?" they cry
Alas! the curling smoke above the ruin
tells the tragedy The Amalekites
have come down and consumed
the village, and carried the mothers
and the wives and the children of David
and his men into captivity The
swarthy warriors stand for few mo
ments transfxed with horror. Then their
eyes glance to each other, and they burst
into uncontrolla bic weeping for when a
strong warrior weeps the grief is appall-
ing. 1t seems as if the emotion might
tear him to pieces. They wept until they
had no more power to weep But soon
their sorrow turns INTO rage, and David,
swinging his sword high in the air, cries,
'Pursue, for thou shalt Overtake them,
and without fail recover all" Now
the march becomes a "double-quick. "
Two hundred of David's men stop by the
brook Besor, faint with fatigue and grief.
They cannot go step farther. They are
left there. But the other four hundred
men under David, with a sort of panther
step, march on in sorrow and in rage.
They find by the side of the road half
dead Egyptian, and they resuscitate him
and compel him to tell the whole story. He
says, Wonder they went, the captors and
the captives, - pointing in the direction.
Forward, We four hundred brave men of
fire! Very soon David and his enraged
company come upon the Amalekitish host
Yonder they see their own wives and
children and mothers and under Amale-
kitish guard. Here are the officers of the
Amalekitish army holding a banquet
The cups are full, the music is reused
the dance begins. The Amalekitish host
cheer and cheer and cheer over their
victory. But, without note of bugle or
warning of trumpet, David and his four
hundred men burst upon the scene.
David and his men look up, and one
glance at their loved ones in captivity
and under Amalekitish guard throws them
into a very fury of determination for
you know how men will fight when
hnOS llEhb 1OI llltlI WIVES anu CuluFbn.
All there are lightnings in their eye and
every finger is spear, and their voice is
like the shout of the whirlwindl Amidst
the upset tankards and the costly
viands crushed underfoot the
wounded Amalekites lie their blood
mingling with their wine), shrieking for
mercy. No sooner do David and his men
win the victory than they throw their
swords down into the dust-what do they
want with swords nowl-and the broken
families come together amidst a great
shout of JOY that makes the parting scene
IN Zlklag seem very insipid in the com
parison. The rough old warrior has to
use some persuasion before he can get his
child to come to him now after so long an
absence; but soon the little finger traces
the familiar wrinkle across the SCARED
face. And then the empty tankards are
set up, and they are filled with the best
wine from the hills and David and his
men, the husbands, the wives, the
brothers, the sisters. drink to the over
throw of the Amalekites and to the re-
building of Ziklag. So, o Lord, let thine
enemies perish
Now they are coming home, David and
his men and their families long process
sion. Men, women and children, loaded
with Jewels and robes and with all kinds
of trophies that the Amaekites had
gathered up in years of conquest-every-
tnlng now IN the hands of David and his
men. Then they come to the brook Besor.
the place where stayed the men sick and
incompetent TO travel, the jewels and the
robes and all kinds of treasures are di-
vided among the sick as well as among
the well. Surely, the lame and exhausted
ought TO have some OF the treasures Here
is robe for a pale-faced warrior. Here
is pillow for this dying man Here is a
handful of gold for the wasted trumpeter
/ really think that these men whC
tainted by the brook Besor may have
endured as much as those men who went
into the battle Some mean fellows
objected 10 the sick ones having any OF
the spoils. The directors said, These
men did not fight" David with a mag
unanimous heart, replies las his part is
that goeth down to battle. so shall his
part be that tarrieth by the stuff"
This subject is practically suggestive tC
me. Thank God, in these times a mar
can go of on Journey. and be gone
for weeks and months, and come back and
see his house untouched of incendiary
and have his family on the step to greet
him If by telegram he has fOretold The
moment of his coming. But there are
Amalekitish disasters. there are
Amalekitish diseases, that sometimes
come down upon ones home, making as
devastating work as the day when Ziklae
took fire. There are families YOU repre-.
sent broken up. No battering-ram smott
in the door, no iconiclast crumbled the
a Asara To-