Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1894-07-06

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stone that were sawed off from Mount
Sinai and brought on camels across the
desert by my arrangement, and a part
of Paul's pulpit, which the queen OF
Greece allowed me, from Mars hill.
Architecture so chaste, SO grand, so ap-
propriate, so suggestive, so stupendous
One Of the doxologies of heaven alight-
ed. Well, perhaps we thought too much
of it. When we think too much Of our
children, the Lord takes them, and
when we think too much Of our church
the Lord summarily removes it.
suppose another reason for the de-
parture Of that house was that it had
done its work Church buildings, like
individuals, accomplish what they were
built for and then go. One person lives
90 years, another 40 years, another three
years, and when God takes an indiyid-
ual, whether at 30 or 40 or 3 years,
his mission is ended. This last church
stood three years, and any person who
knows what multitudes have there as
sembled, and what transactions for
eternity have there taken place, will
admit that it was we'll to build it, even
if we had known at the start that it
would only last from 1891 to 1894.
Another reason why think this last
church went down was to keep me
humble. The Lord had widened my
work through Christendom, and with
two receptions the week before the con-
flagration, the one city reception pre-
sided over by our mayor, and the other
a national and international reception
presided over by one Of the chief men
Of the nation, who had recently stepped
from the presidential cabinet, and the
occasion honored by addresses and let
tiers and cablegrams from men Of world
wide fame in church and state, and the
whole scene brilliant beyond descrip-
tion, and i'll compliment to myself, who
was brought up farmers boy. there
was danger that might become pulled
up and my soul be weakened for future
work. l did not yet feel any STRINGS Of
that sort, and had only felt a humble
gratitude for what had been said and
done by friends Transatlantic and cisat-
lantic, but had ordered full reports Of
the meeting laid aside for future perusal,
and l had engaged the feetest stenog-
rapher l know Of to take down every
word, from the opening doxOlogy Of the
first reception to the benediction Of the
last reception, and some time, when
less busy, would take in all the elo-
auence and kindness and splendor Of
that memorable week. What might have
been the result upon myself know not.
have seen upon others the whitening
effect Of human praise. A cold chill Of
the worlds neglect is no more destruct-
i've than the sunstroke from too much
heat of popular approval. The disaster
NAV have been needed, and it came so
close upon the adulation that it acted as
an everlasting prevention. In the light
Of that awful blaze Of that Sabbath in
May, 1894, no self suficiency could
stand a second.
Another reason for the fires, think,
is that somehow, and in way that l
know not, my opportunities are to
widen. After each Of the other fires new
doors were open. l prayerfully expect
that such will be the sequence OF the last
confagration.
Will the Brooklyn Tabernacle be re-
built? l know not. What or when or
where shall be my work cannot even
guess, nor have l the least anxiety. Moth
ing but an inspired utterance OF the
Bible could bear such repetition as
have for the last II days given to the
words of the psalmist, The Lord reign
eth; let the earth rejoice. "
have safely arrived on the Pacific
coast A startling question was asked
me Just before l reached here. was IN
deep slumber in section Of sleeping
car when the curtain was pushed back,
and a venerable lady seized hold Of me
and shrieked, "Who are you, and what
are you doing here?" 1t was a sudden
calling of the roll Of passengers, and
did not feel like answering to my name.
The question was repeated in more
earnestness, with louder voice | could
not at first understand why the interro-
CATION as to my identity, but after gath
ering my senses together l mildly sug-
gested that perhaps she had mistaken
my place for her own. This was no
doubt the case, and she made a quick
retreat The fact is that the sections
and berths of a sleeping car are very
much alike. The new mode OF hang
ing the number of the berth in large
figures on the outside Of the drapery OF
the sleeping place is great improve
ment, but midnight perambulation, even
under the best of circumstances, Is more
or less confusing. The mistake that the
venerable lady made is a mistake that
thousands of people make, for they think
some one else has their place. Most OF
the struggle in the world is III trying TO
get some one else's berth. Better 60
back contented and take the place as
signed you. In trying to get some one
else's place we may lose our own with
out getting his. l cannot jeer at the
old lady's mistake, for that night on the
Southern Pacific railroad | bcthought
myself that there are during every presi-
dental campaign at least 100, 600 peo-
pie trying to get the berths Of the lOO''
900 present occupants.
Goodby, my friends all ovcrl On the
other side of the world l will think Of
those who have put me under ob.iSa-
ton, and the first hour have passed
the latitude and longitude farthest away
from home and begin to return will
count the weeks and days that stand be-
tween me and the lowest step Of the
front door from which, on the evening
Of May IA, | departed.
4. De WITT TALMAGE
San Francisco, May 20.
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