Connecticut western news., 1898-06-30
BLISS OF PARADISE.
HEAVENLY REST THE SUBJECT OF
 DR. TAlMAGE'S SERMON.

! Balm 10 tne IrOuDleu
 ing Peace For Those Who Win the Crown. [Copyright, 1S9S by American Press Asso-
 ciation.l
 WASHINGTON, June 26.-This dis course of Dr. Talmage draws a contrast between the fatigues of this world and the blissful recuperation of tho heav- enly paradise; text, Micah Ii, 10, "Arise ye and depart, for this is not your rest.
 This was the drum beat of 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 md much ringing lose their clearness of tone, but this rousing bell of the gos- pei strikes in as clear tone as when 1t first rang on the air.
 As far as I can sec, your great want and mine is rest. From tho Sine we en- ter life great many vacations and an- noyances take after us. We have our holidays and our seasons of recreation 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 well go down off Cape Hatteras to find smooth water as a man ill 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 a place to loiter ill. God does everything successfully and this world would be a very different world if it were intended for us to lounge in. It does right well for few years Indeed it is magnificent Nothing but infinite wisdom and good- ness could have mixed this beverage of water or hung up these brackets of stars or trained these voices of Till 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 kings highway, over which we are to march on to eter- nal conquests.
 Cares of Wealth.
 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 in safe deposit vaults great rolls of government securi ties. They had emblazoned carriages, high mettled steeds, footmen, plate that confounded lords and senators who sat at their table, tapestry on which foated the richest designs of foreign looms, splendor of canvas on the wall, exqui- siteness of music rising among pedestals of bronze, and dropping, soft as light, on snow of sculpture. Here let them rest. Put back the embroidered curtain and shake up the pillow of down. Turn out the lights It is Il o'clock at night. Let slumber drop upon the eyelids and the air float through the half opened lattice, drowsy with midsummer per- fume. Stand back, all care, anxiety and troublel 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 12 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 fire bell. It is your district. How if you should die soon? Awake man Think of itl Who will get your property when you are gone? What will they do with 1t? Wake upl Riches sometimes take wings How if you should get poor? Wake upp' Rising on one elbow, the man of for tune 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 rest"
 passed down street of a city with a 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 conjugal in- felicity. In that one, dissipated son. In that, absolute father. In that, an idiot child. In that, the prospect of bankruptcy. This world 8 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 place of re- nown; if could gain that office; if could only get the stand and have my sentiments met with one good round of hand clapping applause; if could only write book that would live or make a speech that would thrill or do an action that would resound p' The tide turns in his favor. His name is on 10 900 lips. He is bowed to and sought after and ad- vanced Men drink his health at great dinners. At his fiery words the multi tudes huzzal From galleries of beauty they throw garlands. From house tops, as he passes ill long procession, they shake out the national standards. Here let him rest. It is II o'clock at night. On pillows stuffed with nations praise let him lie down. Hush, all disturbant voices! In his dream let there be hoisted a throne and across it march corona tion. Hush, hush!
 The Worlds Empty Honors.
 "Wake upl' says rough voice. "Po- litical sentiment is changing. How if you should lose this~place of honori Wake up! The morning papers are to be full of denunciation. Hearken to the ex- ecrations of those who once caressed you. By tomorrow night there will be multitudes sneering at the words which last night you expected would be uni versally admired. How can you sleep when everything depends upon the next turn of the great tragedy? Up, man. Off of this pillow" The man, with head yet hot from his Last oration, starts up suddenly, looks out upon the night, but sees nothing except the fow- CTS that lie upon his stand or the scroll from which he read his speech or the books from which he quoted his author ities and goes to his desk to finish his neglected correspondence or to pen an indignant line to some reporter or sketch the Dlan for a public dafensa apainst the