News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1894-08-30
EVERLASTING LIFE.
kEV. Or. TALMAGE ON THE REST
THAT ETERNITY BRINGS.

Life Is Sure and Safe-An Eloquent and
Comforting Address.
BROOKLYN, Aug. 26.-Rev. DIR. Tai
mage, 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 ii, 10,
''Arise We and depart for this is not
your rest.
This was the drum beat of a prophet
who wanted to arouse his people from
their oppressed and sinful condition,
but it 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 Cos
pei strikes in as clear a tone as when it
first rang on the air.
AS far as l can sec your great want
and mine is rest. From the time we
enter life a great many vexations and
annoyances take after u.s. We may have
our holidays and our seasons of recrea-
tion 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
smooth water as a man i'll 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, know that
he did not make this world as place
to loiter In. God does everything sue
cessfully, and this world would be
very different world if it were intended
for us to lounge in. 1t does right well
for few hours. Indeed it is magnif-
cent! Nothing but infinite wisdem 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 III 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 f1oated the richest designs of for
eign looms, splendor of canvas on 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
IL 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 ~ O'Clock
at night: awake, man! How can you
sleep when things are SO uncertain?
What about those stocks? Hark 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 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 darkness of the room and wipes
the dampness from his forehead and
says, "Alas, for all this scene of wealth
and magnifcence-no restp'
I passed down street of city with
merchant. He knew all the finest
houses on the street. He said: "'There
is something the matter i'll all these
houses. In that one it is conjugal infelic-
ity; in that one, dissipated son; i'll
that, q 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.
Eame Is a Vapor.
You and | have seen men try in an
other direction. A man says: eff I
could only rise to such and such place
of renown; if l 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 I could
only write book that would live, or
make speech that would thrill, Or do
an action that would resoundp' The
tide 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
leries of beauty they throw garlands.
From housetops, as he passes i'll long
procession, they shake out the national
standards. Here let him rest. 1t is II
o'clock at night. On pillow stuffed
with nations praise let him lie down.
Hush, all disturbant voices! In his
dream let there be hoisted throne, and
across it march coronation. Hush,
hush! "Wake upv" says a rough voice.
political sentiment is changing. How
if you should lose this place of honor?
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