Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1898-07-07

Talmage draws a contrast between the
fatigues of this world and the blissfu
recuperation of the heavenly paradise
The text is:
Arise We and depart, for this is not your rest
Micah IL, 10.
This was the drum beat of prophet
who wanted to arouse his people from
their oppressed and sinful condition; but
II may just as properly be uttered now
rs then. Bells, by long exposure and
much ringing, lose their clearness OF
tone; but this rousng bell of the Cos.
pei strikes in just as clear tone as
when It first rang on the air.
AS Tar as can see. your great want
and mine is rest. From the time we
enter life, great many veXations and
annoyances take after us. We have
our holidays and our seasons of recrea-
ton and quiet, but where is the man in
this world who has found entire rest!
The fact is that God did not make this
world to rest in. A ship might as we'll
so down off Cape Hatteras to find
smooth water as a man in this world
to find quiet. From the way that God
has strewn the thorns, and hung the
clouds, and sharpened the tuslts; from
the colds that distress us, and the heats
that smite us, and the pleurisies that
stab us, and the fevers that consume
us, l know that He did not make
this world as place to loiter in.
God does everything successfully; and
this world would be very different
world if it were intended for MS to
lounge in. 1t does right well for few
years. Indeed, it is magnificent! Moth.
ing but Infinite wisdom and goodness
could have mixed this beverage of
water, or hung up these brackets of
stars, or trained these voices of rill,
and bird and oceau-So that God has
but to lift His hand, and the whole
world breaks into orchestra. But after
Oil, 1t is only the spteudors of a kings
highway, over whish we are to march
gu to eternal couquests.
You and have seen men who tried
to rest here. They builded themselves
great stores. They gathered arou nd
them the patronage of merchant
princes The voice of their bid shook
the money markets. They mad stock
in most of the successful railroads, and
in safe deposit vaults great rolls OF
government securities. They had EN-.
blazoned carriages, high mettled
steeds, footmeu, plate that COMPOUNDED
lords and senators who sat ut their ta-
bic, tapestry on which fioated the rich
est designs of foreign looms, spleudor
Of canvas on the wall, eXquisiteness of
music rising among pedastals of
bronze, and dropping soft as light, on
snow of sculpture. Here let them rest.
Put back the embroidered curtain, and
shake up the pillows of down. Turn
out the lights. 1t is II o'clock at night.
Let slumber drop upon the eyelids,
and the air float through the half.
opened lattice, drowsy with midsum-
mer perfume. Stand back, all care,
anxiety and trouble! But no! they
will not stand back. They rattle 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? Hank to the
tap of that fire bell: it 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 Que elbow, the man of fortune looks
cut into the darkness of the room, and
wipes the dampness from his forehead
and says: Alas! For all this scene
OF wealth and magni6cence-no rest!'
passed down a street of city with
merchant. He knew all the finest
houses on the street He said; There
is something the matter in all these
houses In that one it is coniugal in.
felicity. In that one a dissipated son.
In that, dissolute father. In that, al
idiot child. In that, the prospect OF
bankruptcy" This worlds wealth can
give no permanent satisfaction. This
is not your rest.
You and have seen men try in an
other direction. A man says: IF
could only rise TO such and such a place
of renowu; If | could gain that office;
il | could only get the stand, and have
my sentiments met with one good
round of hand-clapptng applause; if
could only write book that would
live. or make speech that would thrill.
or do an action that would resound!"
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 garlaLds.
From housetops. as he passes Ia long
procession. they shake out the national
standards Here let him rest 1t is II
o'clock at night. On pillows stutfea
with nations praise let him
lie down Hush! all distur bant
voices. In his dream let there
be hoisted throne, and across
it march a coronation. Hush! Hush!
Wake up" says rough voice. Po-
litical sentiment is changing. How II
you should lose this place Of honor!
Wake up The morning papers are &c
be full of denunciation. Hearken To-
the excavations Of those who once ca