Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1900-11-15

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golden calf and sacrificing their families
with them. The soldiers of General Have
| lock 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
altar! The golden calf has none.
| Still the degrading worship goes on, and
| count their golden beads and cross them
selves with the blood of their own sacr-
| fee. The music rolls on under the arches.
1t is made of blinking silver and clinlSng
| gold and the rafting specie o. the banks
and brokers' shops and the voices of all
the exchanges. The soprano Of the wor-
ship 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 steeped in the seeth'
ing cauldron. Chorus of voices rejoicing
| over what they have made; chorus of
voices wailing over what they have lost.
| This temple of which | 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 sacrifice,
new victims every, moment on it,, and
| there are the kneeling devotees, and the
| doyology of the worship rolls on, while
death stands with moldy and skeleton arm
beating time for the chorus-"M More, more,
more!"
Some people are very much surprised at
| the actions of people in the Stock Ex-
change, New York. Indeed it is a scene
sometimes that paralyzes description and
is beyond the imagination of any one who
! has never looked in What Swapping OF
| finger and thumb and wild gesticulaton
and raving like hyenas, and stamping like
| bulfaloes, and swaying to and fro, and
| jostling and running one upon another,
and deafening uproar. until the president
| of the exchange strikes with his MALE.
four or five times, crying, "Order, order!"
and the astonished spectator goes out into
the fresh air feeling that he has escaped
from pandemonium. What does it all
mean? | will tell you what it means. The
| themselves to piec s and yell and gyrate.
This. vociferation end gyration OF the
| Stock Exchange is all appropriate. This
is the worship of the golden calf.
But my text suggests that this worship
has to be broken up. as the behavior of
Moses on this occasion Indicated. There
are those who say that this golden calf
met>ly plated with gold. Otherwise
Moses could not have carried it. dc
not know t. But somehow, perhaps by
the assistance of his friends, he takes up
this golden calf, which is an internal in
suit to God and man, and throws it into
the fire, and it is melted. And then it
comes out and is cooled off, and by some
chemical appliance or by an oldfashioned
file it is pulverized, and it is thrown into
the brook and as punishment the people
are compelled to drink the nauseating
stuff. SO you may depend upon it that
the golden calf of modern idoatry, 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 Battery or Lom'
bard street, whether at Shoreditch or
West End, but it will be very not blaze.
All the Government securities of the Unit
ed States and Great Britain will curl up
il the first blast All the money safes and
deposit vaults win melt under the first
touch. The sea will burn like tinder. and
the shipping will be abandoned forever.
The melting gold in the brokers' window
will burst through the melted window
glass into the street. But the flying popu.
lace will not stop to scoop it up. The
cry of "Fire!" from the mountain will
be answered by the cry cf Fire" in the
plain. The conhagration will burn out
! from the continent toward the sea and
then burn in from the sea toward the
land. new York and London. with one
cut of the red scythe of destruction, will
go down. Twenty-Five thousand miles of
conaagration The earth will wrap itself
round and .'ound in shroud of flame and
lie down to perish What then will become
of your golden calf? Who then 50 poor
as to worship it? Melted or between the
upper and neither milstones OF falling
down, Moloch down, Juggernaut down,
golden calf down!
The judgments of God, like Moses in
the text, will rush in and break up this
| b,, / 1t Il
until every man shall learn to speak truth
with his neighbor, and those who make
engagements shall fell themselves bound
| to keep them. and when man who will
not repent of his business iniquty, but
goes on wishing to satiate his cannibal APP
| petite by devouring widows houses, shall,
! by the law of the land, be compelled to
exchange the brownstone front for the
| penitentiary Let the golden calf perish!
| But ii we have made this world our god.
| when we come to die we shall sell our idol
| demolished How much of this world
are You going to take with you, into the
next? viii you have two .pockets-o one
in each side of your shroudy VIII you
cushion your casket with bonds and mort
cages and certificates of stock: All, no!
The ferryboat that crosses this Jordan
takes no baggage-nothing heavier than
an immaterial spirit.
Where are the men who tried War
ren Hastings in w sstminster hall? Where
are the pilgrim fathers who put ost for
America. Where are the veterans who on
the Fourth of July, 1894, marched from
New York park to the Battery and fired
salute and then marched back again,
And the Society OF the Cincinnati. who
dined that afternoon at Tontine Coffee
House, on Wall street. and Grant Thor
burn. who that afternoon waited fifteen
minutes at the foot of Maiden lane for the
Brooklyn ferryboat, then got in and was
rowed across by two men with oars the
tide SO strong that it was an hour and
ten mln'ltes before they landed? Where
are the veterans that fired the salute.
and the men OF the Cincinnati Society vi -
that afternoon dranl, to the patriotic
toast, and the oarsmen that rowed the
boat. and the people who were trans.
ported! Gone, OH, this is heeting
world. 1t is . dying world. A man VINO
had worshped it all his days IN his dis.
ing moment described himself when hc
said, Fool, fool. iooll"
When your parents have hseathed their
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