The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1894-08-27

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BROOKLYN. N Y, Aug. 26-Rev. DR..
Talmage, who is now in Australia on
his globe-girdling tour. has selected
as the ubject of his sermon for to-day.
through the press. the words. Ever
lasting Life. the text being from
Micah 2: K: "Arise We and depart
for this is not your rest"
This was the drum beat OF q prophet
who wanted to arouse his people from
their oppressed and sinful conditions
but it may just as properly be uttered
now as then Bells, by long exposure
and much ringing, lose their clearness
Of toneS but this rousing bell of the
gospel strikes in as clear a tone as
when it first rang on the air.
As far as can see.- your great want
and mine Is rest From the time we
enter life a great many vexations and
annoyances take after MS We may
have our holidays, and our seasons of
recreation and quiet, but where is the
man come to mid-life who has found en-
tire rest? The fact Is that God did not
make this world to rest in A snip might
as well go down off Cape Hatteras
to find smooth waser as man in this
world to find quiet From the way
that God has streWn the thorns, and
hung the clouds. and sharpened the
tusks; from the colds that distress us,
and the heats that smite us. and the
pleurisies that stab us, and the fevers
that consume us, I know that he did
not make this world as place to lOiter
in God does every thing success
fully; and this world would be a very
different world if it were intended for
us to lounge in It does right well
ferw ser
fcentl Nothing but finite wisdom
and goodness could have mixed this
beverage of water, or hung up these
brackets of stars, or trained these
voices of ri1l, and bird, and ocean-so
that God has but to lift his hand, and
the whole world breaks forth into
orchestra But, after all, it is only
the splendors of kings highway.
over which we are to march on to
eternal conquests-
You and have seen men who tried
to rest here. They builded themselves
great stores They gathered around
them the patronage of merchant
princes The voice Of their bid shook
the money markets They had stock
in the most successful railroads, and
in safety deposits" great rolls Of
government securities They had
emblazoned carriages, high-me tiled
steeds. fOotmen, plate that COMPOUNDED
lords nd senators who sat at their
table, tapestry on which doated the
richest designs of foreign looms,
splendOr of canvas on the wall, ex-
ouisiteness of music rising among
pedestals of bronze. and dropping
soft as light, on snow of sculpture
Here let them rest Put back the
embroidered curtain. and shake up
the pillow of down Turn out
the lightsl It is II o'clock
at night. Let s1umber drop upon
the eyelids, and the air float through
the half-opened lattice droWsy with
midsummer perfume Stand back, all
care, anxiety, and troubled But mol
they will not stand back. They rat.
tie the lattice. They look under the
canopy. With rough touch they
startle his pulses. They cry out at II
o. clock at night Awake, mani How
can YOU sleep when things are so un-
certain2 What about those stocks?
Hank to the tap of that fire bell; it is
your district How if yOu should die
soon? Awake, mani Think of It'll
Who viii get your property when you
are gone? What viii they do with it2
Wake upl Riches some times take
wings How if you should get poor?
Wake upI' Rising on one elbow the
man of fortune looks out into the
darkness of the room, and wipes the
dampness from his forehead, and
says, ''Alasl For all this scene OF
wealth and magnifcence-no rest
passed down a street Of city
with a merchant He knew all the
finest houses on the street He said,
There is something the matter in all
these houses In that one it is con-
jugaI infelicity. In that one, a dis.
sipated son In that a dissOluts
father. In that an idiot child In
that, the prospect of bankruptcy.
This worlds wealth can give no per-
manent satisfaction This is not your
rest
You and ] have seen men try D
another direction A man says. If
could only rise to such and such
place Of renown; If could gain that
Office; if I could only get the stand
and have my sentiments met with one
good round of hand-clapping applause;
If / could only write book that would
live, or make a speech that would
thrill, or do an action that would re-
soundP' The tide turns in his favor.
His name is on ten thousand lips.
He is bowed to and sought after, and
advanced. Men drink his health at
great dinners. At his fiery words the
multitudes huzzai From galleries Of
beauty they throw garlands. From
house tops, as he passes in long pro
cession, they shake out the national
standards. Here let him rest It il
/ o'clock at night On pillow stuffed
with a nations praise let him lie