Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1894-08-31
REV. DIR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUM-
DAY SERMON.
Subject: can Only SON."

the city was with her. Aud when the Lord
saw her lie had compassion on her and said
unto her, Weep not. and He came and
touched the bier, and thCy that bore him
stood still. And H., said Young man, L say
unto thee arise! And he that was dead sat
mp ard began to speak, and He delivered
him to his mother. Luke vii, 1915.
The text calls Us to stand at the gate of
the city Of Main. The streets are a-rush with
business and gayety, and the ear is deafened
with the hammers of mechanism and the
wheels Of traffic. Work, with its thousand
arms AMI thousand eyes and thousand feet,
hlls all tho street, when suddenly the crowd
parts and a funeral passes. Between the
wheels Of work and pleasure there comes a
long procession of mourning people. Who
is it? trifier says ''Oh. it's nothing but
funeral. 1t may have come up from the
hospital Of the city. or the almshouse, or
some low place Of the town, but not so, says
the serious observer.
There are 50 many evidences of dire be-
reavement that we know at tho first glance
some one has been taken away greatly be-
loved, and to our inquiry, "WhO Is this that
is carried out with 50 many offices Of kind
Eess and affection?" the reply comes, 1.-THE
only son of his mother, and she a widow" :"
Stand hack and let the procession pass out
Hush all the voices of mirth and pleasurel
Let every head be uncovered ! Weep with
this passing procession and let it be told
through all tho Elafket places and bazaar5
OF Main that in Galilee to-day the sepulcher
hath gathered to itself "the only son of his
mother, and she widow
There two or three things that, in my
mind, give especial pathOs to this scene.
The hist IS, he was a young mar that was
being carried out. Tc tho aged death be-
comes beautiful The old man haIts and
PANTS along the road, where once he bound-
I'd Ike the roe. From the midst Of immedi-
cable ailments and sorrows he cries out,
"HOw long, Lord, how long," Footsore
and hardly oestead on the hot journey. he
wants to get home. He sits in the church
and sings, with n treIlulOus voice, sOm0 tune
he sang forty years ago and longs to join the
! letter assenplag6 Of the one hundred and
forty nnd tour thousand who have passed
! the food. How sweetiy he sleeps the last
sleep! Push back the white locks from the
wrinkled temples. They will never ache
again. Fold the hands over the still heart.
! They will never toll again. Close gently the
eyes. They will never weep again.
But this man that an speaking Of was a
! young man. He was just putting on the
Rrmor Of life, AMI he was oXuting to think
how his sturdy blows would ring out above
the clangOr OF the battle. l suppose he had
h young mans hopes, n young mans Hmbi-
tiOnS and a young mans courage. he said: :
"If I live many years, l will teedthe hungry
and clOthe the naked. In this city OF Main,
where there are so many bat young men, L
will be sober and honest and pure and mag
nanlmCuS, ana my mother snail never Dc
ashamed of me-" But ali these prospects
Rre blasted in one hour There he passes
lifeless in the procession. Behold all that is
left on earth Of the high hearted young man
of the city Of Main.
There is another thing that adds very
much to this scene. and that Is ho was an
only son. However large tho family flock
may be, we never could think OF sparng ono
oT the lambs, Though they may all have
their faults, they all have their eXcellencies
that commend them to the parental heart,
and If it were peremptoriiy demanded ofyou
to-day that you should yield up one OF your
children out of q very large family you
would be coufounded and you could not
! make a selection. But this was only son,
around whom gathered all the parental ex-
pectatiOns. How much care in his educa-
ton How much caution in Watching his
| habits He would carry down the name to
other times. He would have entire control
of the family property long after the parents
had gone to their last reward. He would
stand in society a thinker, a worker, a phil
anthropist a Christian. No, no. 1t is all
ended. Behold him there. Breath is gone.
| Life Is extinct. The only son of his mother.
There was one thing that added to the
pathos ofthis scene, and that was his mother
was widow. The main hope OF that home
hai been broken. and now he was come up
to be the staff. The chief light Of the house.
hold has been extinguished, and this was
the only light left. I suppose she often said,
looking at him, "There are only two or us. -
Or. it is Il grand thing to see a young man
step out in life and say to his mother :;
Don't be down hearted. / Will, as far as
possible. take fathers place, and as long as
l live YOU shall never want anything" it Is
| not always that way. Sometimes the young
people set tired OF the old people. They
! say they are queer that they have so many
! ailments, and they sometimes wish them out
| OF The way A young man and his wife sat
| at the table their little son on the floor play
! ing beneath the table. Tho old father was
very old. and his band shook, so they said,
| "EOu shall no more sit with us at otable.
| And so they gave him place in tho corner,
i wnerC, day by day, he ate out of an earthen
| bOwl-eVerything put into that bowl. One
day his hand trembled so much he dropped
| it. and it broke, and the son, seated n the
! elegant table in midfOor, said to his wife.
| tNOw We'll get father n wooden bowl, and
| that he can't break" SO wooden bowl
| was obtained, and every day old grand
! father ate out of that. sitting in the corner.
! One day, while the elegant young man and
! his wife were seated at their table, with
| cnased silver AMI all the Injuries, and their
! little son sat upon the floor, they saw the
! lad whiting. and they said: ''My son, what
| are YOU doing there with that knifeY
! "Oh." said he. lin making q trough for
my father and mother to eat out Of when
| they get old -
! But TINS young man Oh the text was uOi
! ofthat character. He did not belong to that
! school I can tell i. from the way they
| mOurned over him. He was TO be the com
! panion of MS mother. He was to be his
| mothers protector. He would return now
| some of the kindness he had received in the
! davs OF childhood and boyhOOd. Aye, ht
! would with his strong hand uphold tha
| form already enfee5led with age. Will ht
| do it? No. In one hour that promise o
! help and companionship is gone. There il
| a world of anguish in tnat one short phrase
| THE only son OF his mother, and she
! widow"
Now, my friends it was upon this seen
| that Christ broke. He came in without an,
| introduction. He stopped the procession
! He had only two utterances to make-th
| one to the mourning mother, the other t
| the dead. He cried out to the mourning
| one. Weep not and then. touching tn
bier on which the son lay, He cried out
| Young man. l say unto thee arise! An
| he that was dead sat up.
l learn two or three things from this sub
| iect, and first that Christ was man. 70
! see how that sorrow played upon all tn
chords Of His heart. think that we forge
! this too often. Christ was q man more cer
! taInly than you are, for He was perfec
| man. No sailor ever slept in ships ham
| mock more soundly than Christ slept in tha
| boat on Gennesaret. In every nerve an
| muscle and bone and fiber of HIS body, L
| every emotion and affection of His heart. il
every action and decision of His mind II
| was man.
! He looked off upon the sea Just as you loo
| off upon the waters. He went into Martha
! house just as you go into cottage. II
| breathed hari whea he was tired, just Il
you do when you are exhausted He fe!
| after sleeping out night in the storm jus
like you do when you have been exposed t
tempest. 1t was just as humiliating 10
Him to beg bread as 1t would be for You I
become a pauper. He felt just as much in
suited by being sold for thirty pieces of si
vel as you would If you were sold for tn
| price Of dog. Fromthe crown of the hea
to the sole of the foot He was man. Whe
the tnorns were twisted for His brow, the
hurt Him Just as much they hurt you
brow If they were twisted for if. He too
I not on Him the nature OF angels. He too
on Him the seed ofAbraham. "Eces Homo
I behold tha