The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-11-30
A SONG OF THANKS.
National Congratulations for the
Achievements of Past Year.
Thanksgiving sermon Of DR.. Tai
mage I'm which He Speaks of
Many Marvellous Changes
Victories of Pence.
copyright. 1901. by Louis Klopsch. N. VI
Washington, Nov "a

This discourse of DIR. Talmage is
national congratulation over tn
achievements OF brain and hand dur
ing the past 10 months. The texts are
i. Corinthians 9:10, "He that plowetl
should pillow in hope" Isaiah 41:7, III,
that smootheth with the hammers;
Judges STA, "They that handle tn,
pen Of the writer"
There is table being spread across
the top of the two great ranges o.
mountains which ridge this continent
a table which reaches from the At
lantic to the Pacific sea. IT is tn,
Thanksgiving table of the nation
They will come from the east and thu
west and the north and the south ant
sit at it. On it are smoking the prod
ucts of all lands, birds of every aviary
cattle from every pasture, fish from
every lake, feathered spoils from every
farm. The fruit baskets bend dowr
under the products pIucked from tn,
peachfelds of Maryland, the apple or
.chards of western New York, the or
ange groves of Florida, the vineyards
of Ohio and the nuts threshed from
New Englandwoods. The bread is white
from the wheat fields of Illinois and
Michigan, the banqueters are adorned
with California gold. and the table is
a-gleam with Nevada silver, and the
feast is warmed with the fire CRATES
heaped up with Pennsylvania coal
The hall is spread with carpets from
Lowell mills, and at night the lights
will flash from bronzed brackets of
Philadelphia manufacture. The fin
gers Of Massachusetts, girls have hung
the embroidery, the music is the drum
ming of ten thousand mills, accom-
panied by the shout Of children let
loose for play, and the gladness of the
harvesters driving barnward the loads
of sheaves. and the thanksgivings of
the nation which crowd the celestial
gates with doxologies until the oldest
harper of Heaven cannot tell where
the terrestrial song ends and the
Celestial song begins.
Welcome, thanksgiving day! What
ever we may think of New England
theology, we all like New England
Jay. the
steady rush to the depots and the long
rail trains darting their lanterns along
the tracks of the Boston & Lowell, the
Georgia Central, the Chicago Great
Western, the st. Paul & Duluth and the
Southern railway? Ask the happy
group in the New England farmhouse.
Ask the villagers whose song of praise
in the morning will come over the
Berkshire hills. Ask all the planta-
tons of the south which have adopted
the New England custom of setting
apart day of Thanksgiving. Oh, it
is a great day of national festivity!
Clap your hands, We people, and shout
aloud for joy! Through the organ
pipes let there come down the thunder
of nations rejoicing! Blow the cor
net! Wave the palm branches! ooh,
that men would praise the Lord for His
Goodness and for His wonderful works
to the children of men,"
For two years and half this nation
has been celebrating the triumph Of
sword and gun and battery. We have
sung martial airs and cheerea return
ng heroes and sounded the requiem
Tor the slain in battle. Methinks II will
De healthful change If on this years
in church and home
stead we celebrate the victories Of the
blow, the hammer and the pen; for
nothing was done at Santiago or Ma
,ila that was of more importance than
hat which in the last year has been
lone in farmers field and mechanics |
hop and authors study by those who
never wore an epaulet or shot a Span |
ard or went hundred miles from
heir own doorsill. Come up, farmers
Ind mechanics and literary men, and
ret your dues as far as can pay them.
Things have marvelously changed. |
Tine was when the stern edict of gov
forbade religious as
emblages. Those who dared to be so |
lnloyal to their king as to acknowl- |
dge loyalty to the Head of the Uni |
'erse were punished. Churches awful |
y silent in worship suddenly heard |
heir doors swung open and down up
IN the church aisle n score of muskets |
bumped as the leaders babe them
Ground arms!" This custom of hav-
ng the fathers, the husbands, the sons |
md brothers at the entrance of the
lew is custom which came down from
'lden time, when it was absolutely |
Iecessary that the father or brother
hould sit at the end of the church pew
ully armed to defend the helpless por-
ion of the family. But now, how
Severe penalties are threat
ned against any one who shall inter-
upt religious services, and annually.
t the command of the highest official
n the United States, we gather togeth-
r for Thanksgiving and holy worship.
To-day ! would stir your souls TO Joy
ul Thanksgiving while / speak of the |
nercies of God and in unconventional
way recount the conquests of the pillow,
he hammer and the pen.
Most of the implements Of hus-
landry have been superseded by mod
rn inventions, but the pillow has never
ost its reign. 1t has furrowed it's way
trough all the ages. It's victories have
'een waved by the barley of Palestine,
he wheat of Persia, the fax of Ger
many. the rice stalks of China, the rich
'rasses Of Italy. 1t has turned up
he mammoth of Siberia, the mastodon
4 Egypt and the pine groves OF Thes-
ally. It's iron foot hath marched |
vhere Moses wrote and Homer sang
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