The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-08-29

Talmage, who is now in Australia on his
globe girdling tour, has selected as the
subject OF his sermon for today through
the press the words, Everlasting Life,
the text being from Micah st. 10. Arise
We and depart. for this is not your rest
This was the drumbeat Of prophet
who wanted 20 arouse his people from
their oppressed and sinful condition. but
1t may just as properly be uttered now
as then. Bells, by long exposure and
much ringing, lose their clearness Of
tone. but this rousing bell Of the gospel
strikes in as clear Il tone as when it
first rang on the air.
As far as / can see. your great want
and mine is rest From the time
enter life a great many veXations and
annoyauees take after US. We may have
our holidays and our seasons Of recrea-
ton and quiet. but where IS the man
come TO midHfe who has found entire
rest? The fact is thar God did not make
this world To rest i'm. a ship might as
well go down of Cape Hatteras to find
smooth water 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 pleurises that stab Us. and
the fevers thai consume us, / know that
ne did not make this world as place
10 lOiter in. God does everything sue
cessfully, and this world would be a very
different world if it were intended for US
To lounge in. Tt does right we'll for a
few hours. Indeed il is ma gnificent,
Nothing but infinite wisdom and good
ness could have mixed this beverage of
water, CT hung up these brackets of
stars, or trained these voices Of Till and
bird and ocean. so that God has but 10
lift his hand, and the whole world breaks
forth into orchestra. But. after all it is
only the splendors of 2 kings highway.
over which we are TO march on 70 eter-
nal c0nGuests.
Yet There Is No Rest.
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 de-
posits' great rolls of government securi-
ties
They had emblazoned carriages. high
melted steeds footmen. plate that con-
founded lords and senators who sat at
their table, tapestry on which fioated the
richest designs Of foreign looms splendOr
VI NalANcE hil TIE WALL tNtiuiSlLtiltoH OF
music rising among pedesrals 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 lights
1t Is IL O'Clock at night. Let slumber
drop upon the eyellds and the air float
through the h5lf-opened lattice drOwsy
with midsummer perfume. Stand back,
all care. anxiety and trouble! But no.
they will not stand back They rattle
the lattice The 1DoL "a
With rough touch they startle his pulses.
Then cry out at y o'clock at night:
Awake. mani How can YOU sleep when
things are SO uncertain What about
those stocks? Hark 10 the tap Of that
fire bell il is your district How if You
should die soony Awake. mani Think
of it, Who viii get your property when
You are gomez What viii they do with
it, Wake up, Riches sometimes take
wings How if YOU should get poor?
Wake up Rising on one elbow. the
man of fortune looks out into the dark
ness of the room and wipes the damp
ness from his forehead and says: Alas
For all this scene Of wealth and magnif-
cence-uO restr'
l passed down a street of city with
a merchant. He knew all the best
houses on the street. He said: There
is something the matter in all these
houses. In that one it is conjugal infe-
licity- In that one, dissipated son In
that, a dissolute father. In that an
idiot child. In that the prospect Of
bankruptcy" This worlds wealth can
give no permanent satisfaction. This is
not your rest.
Sought. But Not Found.
You and I have seen men try in an
other direction \ man says. If I could
only rise 10 SUCH and such a place Of re-
nown; if 1 could gain that office: if
could only get the stand and have nv
sentiments met with one good round of
hand-clapping applause: if I could only
write a book that would live, or make
speech that would thrill. or do an action
that would resOundr' The tide turns in
his favor. His name is on 10000 lips
lie IS bowed TO and sought after and adj
vanced. Men drink his health at great
dinners. Al his fiery words the mu.titudes
nuzld. FROM galleries Of beauty they
throw garlands. From hOusetops. as he
passes in long procession, they shake out
the national standards. Here let him
rest. 1t Is II O'Clock at night On pillow
stuffed with a nations praise let him lie
down Hush. all disturbant voices! In
his dream let here be hOisted a throne
and across it march a coronation. Hush.
hushl Wake upP' says a rough voice
Political sentiment is changing How If
you should lose this Place of honor2
wake up! TIE morning papers are 10 be
full Of denunciation. Hearken to the exc
cratlOns of those who once caressed YOU
tudes sneeging at the words which last
night YOU expected would be universally
admired. How can you sleep when every
thing depends upon the next turn Of the
great tragedy2 Up. mani off Of this pill
low The man, with head yet hot from
his last Grafton. starts up suddenly looks
out upon the night, but sees nothing ex-
cept the flowers that lie on his stand or
the scroll from which he read his speech
pr ths books from which he quoted his
puthorities. and goes TO his desk 10 finish
us neglected correspondents, or 2. pen an
Indignant line to some reporter, or sketch
the plan for public defense against the
assaults Of the people Happy when he
got his first lawyers brief; exultant when
he triumphed over his first political rival.
yet, sitting on the very top of all that
this world offers Of praise, he exclaims,
mo rest, no restr'
Dead Sea Fruit.
The very. world that now applauds win
soon hiss. That world said Of the great
Webster, What a statesman, What
wonderful exposition of the constitution!
a man TT for any positionr' That same
world said, after awhile Down with
him. He IS an office-seekeri He is a
sott He Is a iIbertinei Away with him.
And there is no peace for the man until
he lays down his broken heart in the
grave at MarshGeld. jeffrey thought
that if he could only be judge that would