Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1894-09-07
REV. DIR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUM-
DAY SERMON.
Subject: "EverIasting Life"

WauIo1 TO arouse MS people 1EOIn Iu6lE OD-
| pressed and sinful condition, but IL 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 tone as
when 1t first rang on the air.
| AS far as l can see your great want and
| mine is rest. From the time we enter life
| great many vexations and annoyances take
| after US. We may have our holidays
| and our seasons of recreation and quiet, but
| where Is the man come to mtdlife who has
| found entire rest2 The fact is that God did
| not make this world to rest in. Aship might
as we'll go down off Cape H8tteras to find
smooth water as man in this world to Ind
quiet From the way that God has strewn
the thorns and hung the clouds and sharp
ened the tusks, from the colds that distress
US, and the heats that smite US, and the
pieurisies that stab US, and the fevers that
consume US, know that He did not make
this world as place to loiter In. God does
everything successfully, and this world
would be very different world II It were in
tended for US to lounge In. 1t does right
we'll for few hours. Indeed 1t Is magnif-
cent Nothing but infinite wisdom and
goodness could have mixed this beverage OF
water, or hung up these brackets of stars, or
trained these voices Of r1ll and bird and
ocean, so that God has but to lift His hand,
and the whole world breaks forth into Or
chestra. But, after all, 1t Is only the splen-
dors 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 pat
ronage 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 Gov
ernment securities. They had emblazoned
carriages, high mettled steeds, tootmen,
plate that confounded lords and senators
who caf al THAR tahlaG fann9tFV which
floated the richest designs Of foreign looms,
splendor of canvas on the walls, exquisite
ness of music rising among pedestals OF
bronze and dropping, soft as light, on snow
Of fsculpture. Here let them rest. Put back
the embroidered curtain and shake up the
pillow 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 per-
fume. Stand back, all care, anxiety and
trouble. But, no, they will not stand back.
They rattle 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 uncertain? What about those
stocks? Hark to the tap ofthat flrebell !! 1t
is YOUR district How If you should die soon?
Awake, mani Think of It Who Will get
your property when you are goneT What
will they do with it2 Wake up Riches
sometimes take wingsl How If you should
ger 0OOrf " Ako up hlSlilS Ou o''T o.
bow, the man of fortune looks out into the
darkness of the room and wipes the damp
ness from his forehead and says, "Atas, for
all this scene of wealth and magnilcence-
no restn
Ipassed down street of a 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
1t 1s conjugal infelicity; in that one, disst-
pated son; in that, dissolute father ; In
that. an idiot child in that, the respect of
bankruptcy" This worlds wealth can give
no permanent satisfaction This ts not your
rest.
You andI have seen men try in another
direction. man says: "If I could only
rise to such and such place of renoWn ; If
could gain that office; If could only get
the stand and have my sentiments met with
one good round Of hand clapping applause;
If could only write q book that would live,
or make a speech that would thrill, or do an
action that would resound!' The tide turns
in his favor. His name is on 10, 900 lips. He
is bowed to and sought after and advanced.
Men drink his health at great dinners. At
his fiery words the mutitudes huzza. From
galleries of beauty they throw garlands.
From housetops, as he passes in long pro-
cession, they shake out the national stand
ards. 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 there be hoisted
throne, and across it a coronation. Hush,
hush! "Wake up" says rough voice.
Political sentiment is changing. How II
you should lose this place of honor2 Wake
up. The morning papers are to be full OF
denunciation. Hearken to the execretions
of those who once caressed you. By to-
morrow night there will be multitudes sneer-
ing at the words which last night you ex-
pected would be universally admired. How
can you sleep when everything depends
RroSV IIyI
Up, man. Off this pillow" The man, with
head yet hot from his last Grafton, starts
up suddenly, looks out upon the night, but
sees nothing except the flowers that lie on
his stand, or the scroll from which he read
his speech, or the books from which he
quoted his authorities, and goes to his desk
TO finish his neglected correspondence, or to
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, e1ultant when
he triumphed over his first political rival,
world offers Of praise, he exclaims, ''No
rest, no rest"
The very world that now applauds will
soon hiss That world said of the great
Webster: "What statesman! What won
derfuI exposition of the constitution A
said after awhile "Down with him! He is
an office seeker. He is sot He Is liber-
tine. Away with himr ~ And there Is no
peace for the man until he lays down his
broken heart in the grave ut Marshfield.
Jeffrey thought that If he could only be judge
that would be the making of him got to be
judge and cursed the day in which he was
born. Alexander wanted to submerge the
world with his greatness submerged it and
then drank himselfto to death because he could
not stand the trouble. Burns thought he
would give everything If he could win the
favor of courts and princes; won it, and
amid the shouts of q great entertainment
when poets and orators and duchesses were
adoring his genius wished that he could
creep back into the obscurity In which he
dwelt when he wrote of the
Daisy, wee, modest, crimson tipped flower.
Naraleon wanted to make all Europe
tremble at his power; made 1t trembIe,
then died, his entire military achieve
ments dwindling down to pair of mill
tary boots which he insisted on hav-
ing on his feet when dying. At Versailles
saw picture of Napoleon in his triumphs.
I went into another room and saw bust OF
Napoleon as he appeared at st. Helena but,
oh, what grief and anguish in the face of the
latter! The first was Napoleon In triumph:
the last was Napoleon with his heart broken.
How they laughed AMI cried when silver
tonsued Sheridan in the midday OF pros
perity harangued the people of Britain, and
how they howled at aud executed him when,
outside of the room where his corpse lay,
his creditors tried to get his miserable bones
and sell them.
This world for rest2 ''Aha" cry the
waters, "no rest here! We plunge TO the
sea-" "Ahar' cry the mountains, mo rest
here! We crumble to the plain "Aha!"
cry the towers, mo rest here. We follow
Babylon and Thebes and Nineveh into the
dust" No rest for the flowers they fade.
no rest for the stars; they die. No rest for
man he must work, toll, suffer and slave.
Now. for what have I said all this? Just
to prepare you for the text, "Artse ye anil
depart, for this Is not your rest" am 60
ing to make you gran1 offer. Someof you