Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1900-11-03

by corner" In Pacific Mall or
sudden rise" of Rock Island. Their
nerves gone, their digestion gone, their
brain gone, they die. The gowned &C.
cleslastlc comes in and reads the fu-
neral service, blessed are the dead
who die In the Lordr' Mistake. They
did not "dle In the Lord" the golden
calf kicked them!
The trouble Is, when the men sacri-
fee themselves on this altar suggested
In the text they not ,nly sacrifice
themselves, but they sacrifice their
families. If a man by wrong course
is determined to 90 to perdltlon, sup
pose you will have to let him go. But
he puts his wife and children In an
equipage that Is the amazement OF the
avenues, and the driver lashes the
horses into two whlrlwinds, and the
spokes flash In the sun and the golden
headgear of the harness CLEANS until
black calamity takes the bits of the
horses and stops them and shouts to
the luxuriant occupants Of the equi-
pag "Get outP' They get out. They
get down. That husband and father
flung his family so hard they never
got up. There was the mark on them
for life-the mark Of split hoof-the
death dealing hoof Of the golden calf.
Degrading Worship.
Solomon offered in one sacrifice on
one occasion $1,000 oxen and 10000
sheep. But that was Il tame sacrifice
compared with the multitude Of men
who are sacrificing themselves on this
altar Of the golden calf and sacrificing
their families with them. The soldiers
of General Havelock in India walked
literally ankle deep in the blood OF the
house of massacre" where 200 white
women and children had been slain by
the sepoys. But the blood about this
altar of the golden calf flows up to the
knee, flows up to the girdle, flows to
the shoulder, flows to the lip. Great
God Of heaven and earth, have mercy
on those who immediate themselves on
this atari The golden calf has none.
Still the degrading worship goes on,
and the devotees kneel and kiss the
dust and count their golden beads and
cross themselves with the blood OF
their own sacrifice. The music rolls on
under the arches 1t is made Of clink-
ing sllyor and cllnklng gold and the
rafting specie of the banks and bro
kers' shops and the voices of all the ex-
Of fha NVnrSlln
| is carried by the timid voices OF men
who have just begun to speculate,
while the deep bass rolls out from
those who for ten years have been
stepped in the seething cauldron. Cho-
rus Of voices rejoicing over what they
| have made; chorus Of voices walling
over what they have lost. This temple
of which l speak stands open day and
night, and there Is the glittering god
with his four feet on broken hearts,
and there is the smoking altar Of sac
rifce, new victims every moment on it,
and there are the kneeling devotees,
and the doxology of the worship rolls
on, while death stands with moldy and
| SktltlOl arm ONANihS tAAhN avs NHN
rus-"More, more, more"
Some people are very much surprised
at the actions OF people in the Stock
! Exchange, New York. Indeed II Is
scene sometimes that paralyzes descrip-
ton and Is beyond the imagination OF
| any one who has never looked In.
What swapping of finger and thumb
and wild gesticulation and raving like
hyenas, and stamping like buffaloes,
and swaying to and fro, and jostling
| and running one upon another, and
deafening uproar, until the president or
the exchange strikes with his mallet
four or five times, crying, "Order. or
derp and the astonlshed spectator goes
out into the fresh air feeling that he
has escaped from pandemonium. What
does it all mean? / will tell you what
1t means. The devotees OF every heath
en- temple cut themselves to pieces and
veil and gyrate. This vociferation and
gyration Of the Stock Exchange is all
appropriate. This Is the worship of the
golden calf.
The Blaze OF GOdB Wrhths
But my text suggests that this wor-
ship has to be broken up, as the be-
hayior of Moses on this occasion indi-
Gated. There are those who say that
this golden calf spoken Of In the text
was hollow and merely plated with
gold. Otherwise Moses could not have
carried it. do not know that. But
somehow, perhaps by the assistance
of his friends he takes up this golden
calf. which is an Internal insult to
God and man. and throws 1t into the
fire. and II is melted. And then 1t comes
out and is cooled off, and by some
chemical appliance or by an old fash
ioned file 1t is pulverized, and 1t Is
thrown into the brook, and as a pun
ishment the people are compelled to
drink the nauseating stuff. So you
may depend upon 1t that God will burn
and he will grind to pieces the golden
calf of modern idolatry, and he will
compel the people in their agony to
drink It. If not before, it will be on
the last day. l know not where the
fire will begin. whether at the Bat
terry or Lombard street, whether at
Shoreditch or west end. but 1t will be
very hot blaze. All the government
securities OF the United States and
Great Britain will curl up in the first
blast. All the money safes and de-
posit vaults will melt under the first
touch. The sea will burn like tinder,
and the shipping will be abandoned
forever. The melting gold in the bro
ker's window will burst through the
melted window glass into the street.
But the flying population will not stop
to scoop it up. The cry of "Fire!
from the mountain will be answered
by the cry of "FireP' in the plain. The
conhagratlon will burn out from the
continent toward the sea and then
burn in from the sea toward the land.