Newport weekly independent., 1902-03-28
SOLACE IN ADVERSITY
Encouragement and Consolation for
 Those in Trouble.
Dr. TaImage Draws a Lesson from a Process Familiar to the Farmer Triumphant End of Mis-
 fortunes.
GCopyrght, 1902, by Louis Klopsch, N. VI
 Washington, March 23


 CT Dr. Talmage draws lessons of con- solation and encouragement for peO- pie in sorrow and diversity. The text is Isaiah 2S: 27, 28: For the ftches are not thrashed with a thrashing in strument, neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin, but the fitches are beaten out with staff and the cummin with a rod. Bread corn is bruised because he will not ever be thrashing it."
 Misfortune of various kinds come upon various people, and in all times the great need of 99 people out of hundred is solace. Look, then, to this neglected allegory of my text.
 There are three kinds of seed men, tioned-fitches, cummin and corn. Ot the last we all know. But it may be we'll to state that the ftches and the cummin were small seeds, like the car away or the chickpea. When these grains or herbs were to be thrashed, they were thrown on the floor, and the workmen would come around with staff or rod or fail and beat them un- til the seed would be separated, but V nen the corn was to be thrashed that was thrown on the floor, and the men would fasten horses or oxen to cart with iron dented wheels; that cart would be drawn around the thrashlng floor, and so the work would be ac- complished. Different kinds of thrash ing for different products. 1.-The fitches are not thrashed with thrash ing instrument, neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin, but the fltches are beaten out with a staff and the cummin with a rod. Bread corn is bruised because he will not ever be thrashing it.
 The great thought that the text presses upon our souls is that we all go through some kind of thrashing process. The fact that you may be de- voting your life to honorable and noble purposes will not win you any escape. Wilberforce, the Christian emancipa- tor, was in his day derisively called Doctor Cantwell.' Thomas Babbing- ton Macaulay, the advocate of all that vas good, long before he became the most conspicuous historian of his day
 
 ly reviews as "Babbletongue Macau- lay" Norman Mcleod, the great friend of the Scotch poor, was industriously mallgned in all quarters, although on the day when he was carried out to his burial workman stood and looked at the funeral procession and said: II he had done nothing for anybody more than he has done for me, he would shine as the stars forever and ever" All the small wits of London had their fling at John Wesley, the father of Methodism. If such men could not escape the maligning of the world, neither can you expect to get rid of the sharp, keen stroke of the tribulum. All who will live godly in Christ Jesus must suffer persecution. Besides that, there are the sicknesses and the bankruptcies and the irrita- tions and the disappointments which are ever putting a cup of alOes to your lip. Those wrinkles on your face are hieroglyphics which, if deciphered, would make out thrilling story of trouble. The footstep of the rabbit is seen the next morning on the snow, and on the white hairs of the aged are the footprints showing where swift trouble alighted.
 My subject, in the first place. teaches us that it is no compliment to us if we escape great trial. The 4itches and the cummin on one thrashing floor might look over to the corn on another thrashing floor .k
 and siE: "'Look at that poor, mis- erabley bruised corn! We have only been little pounded, but that has been almost destroyed" We'll, the corn, if it had lips, would answer and say: Do you know the reason you have not been as much pounded asd have? It is because you are not P of so much worth as I am. If vou were, you would be as severely run oVer." Yet there are men who SUD- pose they are the Lords favorites simply because their barns are full and their bank account. is flush and there are no funerals in the house 1t may be because they are fitches and cummin, while down at the end of the lane the poor widow may be the Lords corn. You are but little pounded because you are but little worth and she bruised and ground E because she is the best part of the arvest. The .heft of the thrashinp ' schine is according to the value ot
 Ngrair. If you have not beer
 kAhrashed in life, perhaps there
 much to thrash! If you have
 In much shaken of trouble