The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1900-10-26
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
HOSHEBA'S HEROIC DEED. SUM-
DAYS SUBJECT.
Draws u Useful Lesson from the Rescue
of Joash from the Murderous Atha-
Iiah--The Saving OF souis-Porpeiuitv
of the Bible.

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hosheba. the daughter of King Joram,
sister of Ahaziah, took Joash, the son
Of. Ahaziah, and stole him from among
the kings SONS which were slain, and
they hid him. even him and his nurse,
in the bedchamber from Athaliah, so
that he was not slain. And he was
with her hid in the house of the Lord
six years"
Grandmothers are more lenient with
their children's children than they
were with their own. At 40 years OF
age IL discipline be necessary chas-
tisement is used. but at 70 the grand
mother, looking upon the misbehavlor
of the grandchild, is apologize and
disposed to substitute confectionery
for whip. There is nothing more beau
tiful than childhood. Grandmother
takes out her pocket handkerchief and
wipes her spectacles and puts them on
and looks down into the face of her
mischievous and rebellious descendant
and says, Il don't think he meant to
do 1t. Let him off this time III be
responsible for his behavior in the fu-
ture.' My mother, with the second
generation around her, boisterous
crew, said one day: Il suppose they
ought to be disciplined. but | cant Go
it. Grandmothers are not fit to bring
up grandchildren" But here In my
text we have a grandmother of n diff
ferent type.
have been at Jerusalem, where the
occurrence Of the text took place, and
the whole scene came vividly before
me while / was going over the site OF
the ancient temple and climbing the
towers of the kings palace. Here in
the text it is old Athaliah. the royal
murderess. She ought to have been
honorable. Her father was king.
Her husband was king. Her
son was a king. And yet we IND
her plotting for the determination OF
the entire royal family, including her
own grandchildren. The executioners'
knives are sharpened. The palace is
red with the blood Of princes and prin-
cesses. On all sides are shrieks and
hands thrown up and struggle and
death groan. No mercy! XIII. Kill!
But while the ivory floors of the pal
ace run with carnage and the whole
land is under the shadow OF great
horror a fieet-footed woman, clergy
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stealthily approaches the imperial
nursery, seizes upon the grandchild
that had somehow as yet escaped mas
sacre, wraps it up tenderly but In
haste. snuggles it against her, flies
down the palace stairs, her heart in
her throat lest she be discovered in
this compassionate abduction. Get
her out of the way as quick as you
can, for she carries precious burden,
even a young king. With this youth
full prize she presses into the room Of
the ancient temple, the church of olden
time, unwraps the young king and puts
him down, sound asleep as he is and
unconscious of the peril that has been
threatened, and there for six years he
Is secreted in that church apartment.
Meanwhile old Athaliah smacks her
lips with satisfaction and thinks that
all the royal family are dead. But the
six years expire, and it is time for
young Joash to come forth and take
the throne and to push back into dis
grace and death old Athaliah.
Tho Growing of Joash.
The arrangements are all made for
political revolution. The military come
and take possession of the temple,
swear loyalty to the boy Joash and
stand around for his defense. See
the sharpened swords and the bur-
nished shields. Everything is ready.
New Joash, half affrighted at the arm
ed tramp of his defenders, scared at
the vociferation Of his admirers, is
brought forth in full regalia. The
scroll of authority is put in his hands,
the coronet of government is put on
his brow, and the people clapped and
waved and huzzaed and trumpeted.
What is that?" asked Athaliah.
what is that sound over in the tenn
ple?" And she flies to see. and on
her way they meet her and say. Why
haven't you heard? You thought you
had slain all the royal family. but
Joash has come to light" Then the
royal murderess. frantic with rage,
grabbed her mantle and tore 1t to tat
tiers and cried until she foamed at the
mouth: you have no right to crown
my grandson. You have no right to
take the government from my Shout
ders. Treason. treason"
While she stood there crying that
the military started for her arrest, AMI
she took short cut through a back
door Of the temple and ran through the |
royal stables. but the battleaxes of the
fell on her in the barnyard.
and for many a day when the horses
were being unloosened from TIE char
lot after drawing out young Joash the
fiery steeds would snort and rear pass
ing the place as they smell the place |
Of the carnage.
Cannot he Extlnguished.
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