The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1894-08-31
EVERLASTING LIFE.
REV. DR.. TALMAGE ON THE REST
THAT ETERNITY BRINGS.

Fame Is vapor, Popularity Is Ephemeral.
Riches Take Wings. but the Everlasting
Life Is Sure and safe-An Eloquent and
Comforting Address.
BROOKLYN, Aug. 26.-Rev. DR.. Tai
mage, who is now in Australia ON his
,,lobe girdlirg tour, has selected as the
subject of his sermon for today, through
iao press, the words, Everlasting
Life, tho text being from Micah ii, 10,
arise ye and depart. for this is not
your rest. F"
This was the drum beat Of prophet
who wanted to arouse his people from
heir oppressed and sinful condition,
hut it may just as properly be uttered
now Us then. Bells by long exposure
and much ringing lose their olearness
d tone, but this rousing bell of the gos-
pei strikes in as clear tone as when it
irst rang on the air.
As far as can see your great want
end mine is rest. From the time we
Inter life great many vexations and
mnoyances take after us. We may have
our holidays and our seasons of recrea-
ton and quiet, but where is the man
come to midlife who has found entire
rest? The fact is that God did not make
this world to rest in. A ship might as
we'll go down off Cape Hatteras to find
kmooth water as a man in this world to
lind 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 u.s. and
the fevers that consume us, know that
he did not make this world as place
to 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. 1t does right well
for few hours. Indeed it is magnifi-
cent? Nothing but infinite wisdom and
goodness could have mixed this bever-
age of water, or hung up these brackets
of stars, or trained these voices of rill
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 a
kings highway, over which we are to
march on to eternal conquests.
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-
posts" great rolls of government Sc
curities They had emblazoned car
riages, high mettled- steeds, footmen,
plate that COMPOUNDED lords and sena-
tors who sat at their tables, tapestry on
which fioated the richest designs Of for
eign looms, splendor of canvas OH the
walls, exquisiteness of music rising
among pedestals of bronze and drop
ping, soft as light, ON snow Of sculpture.
Here let them rest. Put back the en-
broidered curtain and shake up the pill
low Of down. Turn out the lights 1t is
II o'clock at night Let slumber drop
upon the eyelids and the air float
through the half opened lattice drowsy
with midsummer perfume. Stand back,
all care, anxiety and trouble. But. no.
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 IL O'Clock
at night: Awake, man! How can you
sleep when things are SO uncertain?
What about those stocks? Hank to the
tap of that firebell! 1t is your district
How if you should die soon? Awake,
man! Think of it! Who will get your
property when you are gone? What will
they do with it? Wake upl Riches
sometimes take wings How If you
should get poor? Wake upl' Rising on
one elbow, the man of fortune looks out
into the darkness of the room and wipes
tho dampness from his forehead and
says, "Alas, for all this. scene of wealth
and magniicence-no restp'
/ 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 conjugal infelic-
ity; in that one, a 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.
Fame Is q vapor.
You and / have seen men try in an
other direction A man says: "If
could only rise to such and such place
of renown; if could gain that office; il
Icould 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 speech that would thrill, or do
IN action that would resoundp' The
lido turns in his favor. His name is on
10000 lips. He is bowed to and sought
after and advanced. Men drink his
health at great dinners. At his fiery
words the multitudes huzza. From gal
lories of beauty they throw garlands.
From housetops, as he passes in long
procession, they shake out the national
standards. Here let him rest. It is II
o'clock at night. On pillow stuffed
with nations praise let him lie down.
Hush, all disturbant voicess In his
dream let there be hoisted throne, and
across it march a coronation Hush,
hush! Wake up!' says rough voice.
Political sentiment is changing. How
il you should lose this place of honor!
Wake up! The morning papers are to
o. full of denunciation. Hearken to the
excavations Of those who once caressed
yoa! By tomorrow night there will be
inaltitudes sneering at the words which
last night you expected would be uni.
versally admired. How can you SLEEP
when everything depends upon the next
turn Of the great tragedy? Up, man
OF of this pillowp The man, with
head yet hot from his last GRAFTON,
| starts up suddenly, looks out upon the