The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1894-09-01

round of hand-clapping applause;
if | could only write a book
hat would live, or make a
speech that would thrill, or do an
action that would resoundr' The tide
turns In his favor. His name is on lO,-
600 lips. lie is bowed to, and sought
after, and advanced. Men drink his
health at great dinners. At his fiery
words the multitudes huzza! From
galleries of beauty they throw gar
lands. From housetops, as he passes
in long procession, they shake out the
national standards. Here let him rest.
1t is IL o'clock at night. On pillow
stuffed with nations praise let him lie
down. Hush! all disturbant voices. In
| his dream let there be a hoisted throne,
and across it march n coronation.
| Hush! Hush! Wake up says a
rough voice. Political sentiment is
changing. How if you should lose this
place of honor? Wake up! The
morning papers are to be full of
denunciation. Harken to the execra-
tions of those who once caressed
you. BY to-morro night there will
be m~ultitudes sneering at the words
which last night you expected would
be universally admired. How can you
sleep when everything depends upon
the next turn of the tragedy? Up,
man! OF of this pillowr' The man,
with head yet hot from his last ora
ton, starts up suddenly, looks out up
on 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, OF
to pen an indignant line to some re.
porter, or sketch the plan for a public
defense against the assault of the peo-
pie. Happy when he got his first law.
yer's brief; exultant when he triumphed
over his first political rival; yet, sit
ting on the very top of all that this
world offers of praise, he eXclaims "No
rest! no rest!'
The very world hat now applauds
will soon hiss. That world said OF the
great Webster: what a statesman!
What wonderful exposition of the con.
stitutiOn! A man fit for any position"
That same world said, after awhile:
Down with him! He is an office
seeker. He is a sot. He is a libertine.
Away with himv' And there is no
peace for the man until he lays down
his broken heart in the grave at
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 himself to death
because he could not stand the trouble.
Burns thought he would give every
thing II he could win the favor of
courts and princes; won it, and amid
the bouts of a 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.
Napoleon wanted to make all Europe
tremble at his power; made 1t tremble,
then died; his entire military achieve
ments dwindling down 10 a pair of
military boots which he insisted on
having on his feet when dying. At
oo" PiStuAC Va NoPOiCOh
in his triumphs. l went into another
and saw a 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
and cried when silver-tongued Sheri-
dan, in the midday of prosperity,
harangued the people of Britain, and
how they howled ut and execrated
him, when, outside of the room where
his corpse lay, his creditors tried to get
his miserable one and sell them!
This world for rest? '.Aha!'' cry the
waters, mo rest here-we plunge to
the sea-" "Ahar" cry the mountains,
mo rest here-we crumble 10 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 1 said all this?
Just to prepare you for the text:
"Arise ye, and depart; for this is not
your rest" l am going to make you a
grand offer. Some of you remember
that when gold was discovered in Cali
fornia, large companies were made up
and started OFF to get their fortune. To-
day i want to make up a party for the
Land of Gold. hold in my hand q deed
from the proprietor of the estate, in
which He offers to sell all who will
join the company 10, 900 shares Of inf
mite value, in a city whose streets are
gold, whose harps are gold, whose
crowns are gold. You have read of the
Crusaders-how that many thousands
of them went of TO conquer the Holy
Sepulcher. l ask you to Join q grsnder
crusade-not for the purpose Of con.
quering the sepulcher of a dead Christ,
but for the purpose of reaching the
throne OF q living Jesus. When an
officer examines the volunteers; he
tests their eyesight; he sounds their
lungs; he measures their stature; they
must be just right or they are rejected.
But there shall be no partiality
in making up this army Of
Christ. Whatever your moral or
physical stature, whatever your dissi-
pations, whatever your crimes, whatever
your weaknesses, l have a commission
from the Lord Almighty to make up
this regiment of redeemed souls, and /
cry: ARISE ye, and depart; for this L.
not your rest" Many of you have
lately joined this company, and my de-