Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1895-01-09
REV. DIR. TALMAGE
THE BROOKLYN DIvINEs SUN
DAY SERMON.
Subject; .Palaees In India"

berry in their palaces. Amos iii., 10.
In this day, when vast sums OF money
are being given for the redemption Of In
dia, hope to increase the interest In that
great country and at the same time draw
for all classes of our people practical les
sons, and SO I present this Eth sermon In
the round the world series. We step into
the ancient capital of India, the mere pro-
nunciation of Its name sending thrill
through the body, mind and soul OF all
those who have eve'' read its stories OF
splendor and disaster and pro It-s-Delhi.
Before the first iist eicn impressed his
first word in clay, or cut his first word on
marble, or wrote his first word on papyrus,
Delhi stood in India, a contemporary OF
Babylon and Nineveh. We know that Delhi
existed longer before Christ's time than we
live after His time. Delhi is built on the
ruins OF seven cities, which ruins cover forty
miles, with wrecked temples, broken
fortresses, split tombs, tumble down palaces
and the debris of centuries. An archeo!ogist
could profitably spend his life here talking
with the past through its lips of venerable
masonry.
There are q hundred things here you
ought to see in this city Of Delhi, hut three
things you must see. The first thing want
ed to see was the Cashmere gate, for that
deed of daring which the world has ever
seen was done. That was the turning point
Of the mutiny Of 1857. A lady ct Delhi put
into my hand an oil painting OF about eight
cen inches square, 4 picture we'll executed.
but chiefly valuable for what It repre-
sentod. 1t was scene from the time oil
mutiny; two horses at full run, har,
messed to y carriage in which were four
persons. She said: "Those persons on
the front side are my father and mother.
The young lady on the back seat hold
Ing IN her arms q baby OF year was
my older sister, and the baby was my.
sell. My mother, who is down with a
fever in the next room, painted that
years ago. The horses are in full run
because we are hesing for our lives. My
mother Is driving, for the reason that 70! her.
standing up in the front OF his carriage, had
to defend us with his gun, as you there see.
He fought our way out and on for many
mile, shooting down the sepoys as We went.
We had somewhat suspected trouble and
had become suspicious OF our servants. A
prince had requested private interview
with my father, WHO was editor OF the
Delhi Gazette. The prince proposed to
come yelled, so that no one might recog-
nize him, but my mother insisted on being
present, and the interview did not take
place. A large fish had been sent to our
family and four other families, the present
an Offering of thanks for the Kings recovery
from recent sickness, But We suspected
poison and did not eat tho fish.
zone day oil our servants came up and said
they must 90 and see what was the matter.
We saw what was intended and knew that II
the servants returned they would murder all
of US. Things grew worse and worse until
this scene Of flight shown you In the picture
took place. You see, the horses were Wild
with fright. This was not only because OF
tho discharge of guns, but the horses were
struck and pounded by sepoys, and ropes
halloo and the shout OF revenge made all the
way Of our flight n horror"
The books have fully recorded the hero
Ism displayed at Delhi and approximate
regions, but made no mention OF this fam
lily Of Wagentreibers whose flight am men
tjoning. Bot the Madras Atheneum printed
this:
"And now Are not the deeds Of the Wag-
entreibers, though he wore round hat and
she crinoline, as worthy OF imperishab!e
verse as those of the heroic pair whose nup-
tials gracea the court OF CharlemagDeP A
more touching picture than that OF the
brave man contending with we'll nerved
arm against the black and threatening fate
have never seen. Here was no strife for the
glory Of physical proves or the spoil OF
shining arms, but a conquest OF the human
mind, an assertion OF the powers OF intellect
over the most appalling array OF circum-
stances that could assail human being.
Men have become gray in front OF sudden and
unexpected peril, and In ancient days SO
much was courage matter OF heroic
and mere instinct that We read In I'M
mortal verse OF heroes struck with panic
and fleeing before the enemy. But the saw
age sepoys, with their hoarse warcry and
swarmfng like wasps around the Wagea-
triebsrs, struck no terror into the brave
mans heart. His heroism was not tbs mere
nllilion Of dsspairr like thatt--Ssssehalis hatt-sseal
vile, calm and wise-standing upright that
he might use his arms BETTER"
As an incident will sometimes more i'm
press one than generality Of statement, l
present the flight OF this one family from
Delhi merely TO illustrate the desperation OIL
the times. The fact was that the sepoys had
taken possession of the city Of Delhi, and
they were. with ell their -arttlllleffyy; fighting
back the -EEsaHl -EsHl6ebe 6ebeenS who were on the out.
Side and numbering all the Europeans who
were inside. The city OF Delhi has a
crenulated wall oa three sides, wall
flveanda hglfmiles long, and the fourth side O.:
the city Is defended By the River Jumna. In
addition 10 these two defenses OF wall ane
water there were 10000 sepoys. ell armed.
Twelve hundred British soldiers were to
take that city. Nicholson, the immortal
General, commanded them, and you must
visit his SraTe before you leave Delhi. He
fell leading his troops. He commanded
them even after being mortally wounded.
You will read this inscription on his tomb
"John Nicholson, who led the assault OF
Delhi, but foil in the hour OF victory,
mortally wounded, and died 2Sd September,
1857. aSei ithirty-flve years."
With what guns and men General Nichol-
son could muster he had laid siege to this
walled city flied with devils. What fearful
odds Twelve hundred British troops un-
covered By any military works, to take
city surrounded by firm and high masonry,
on the top OF which were ia guns and de-
Tended by 40, COO foaming sepoys. larger
percentage OF troops fell here than in
any great battle happen to know ot The
Crimean percentage OF the fallen was 17.48 :,
but the percentage of Delhi was 37.e. Yet
that city must be taken, and 1t can only be
taken by such courage rs had never been re-
corded In all the annals OF b!oodshed. Every
charge OF the British regiments against the
walls and gates had been beaten back. The
hyenas OF Hindooism and MohammedanIsm
howled over the walls, and the English
army could do nothing but bury their own
dead. But at this gateI stand and watch
an exploit that makes the page Of history
tremble with agitation.
This city has ten gates, but the most fam
Gus Is the one before which we now stand,
and 1t Is called Cashmere gate. Write the
words in red ink because OF the carnage.
Write them in letters OF light for the illus
tr;ous deeds. Write them in letters OF black
for the bers.t and the dead. Will the world
ever forget that Cashmere gate2 Lieuten-
nn,s Salkeld AMI Home and Sergeants Bur-
CESS, Carmichael and Smith offered to take
bags OF powder to the foot OF that gate and
SET them on fire, blowing open the gate, al
though they must die in doing it. There
they 60 just after sunrise, each one carrying
q sack containing twenty-four pounds OF
powder, AMI doing this under the fire OF the
enemy.
LIEUTENANT Home was the first to jump
into the ditch. which still remuins before
the gate. AS they go, one BY one falls under
the shot and shell. One OF the mortally
wounded as he falls hanLs his sack OF pow
der with % box OF lucifer matches to an