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m 1. TALMAGB. IXlie Eminent Brooklyn Divine's Sun day Sermon. Snbjeft: "Gospel of the Weather. Text: "Hath thS rain a father r-Job This Boo of Job has been ths subject of nnrKnin ltd theological wrangle. Men bave made it thf: rin in which to display th-ir ecclesiastical pugilism. Home say that thi Book of Job in a true history; others, that it is an aUpory; others, that it is an epic pora: others, that it i a drama. Some say that Job lived eighteen hundred year,; be fore Christ, others say that he never lire1 at nil. Some ay that the author of this boo!; was Job; other's, David; others, Soiomou. The discussion has landei some in blank in fidelity. Now, I have no trouble with tbe Books of Job or Kevelation the two most mysterious books in tbe Bible becau2 of a rule I adopted some years ago. 1 wade down into a Scripture passage as long as I can touch bottom, and when I can not then I wade out. I used to wade in until it was over my head and then I got drowned. I study a passage of Scripture so long as it is a comfort and help to my sot J, but when it incomes a perniexity and a spiritual up- turning I quit. In other words, weoughtto wade in up to our heart, but never wade in until it is over our head. No man should i ever expect to swim across this great ocuan of divine truth. 1 go down into that ocean n I go down into the Atkmtic Ocean at Ea&t J lam pt on. Long Island, just far enough to bathe; then Tcorne out. 1 never had auv idea that with rny weak hand and foot I could strike my way clear over to Liverpool. I suppose you understand your family genealogy.' You know someting about your parent, your grandparent?, your great grandparents. Perhaps you know wher.j they where born, or where they died. Have you ever studied the pareutage of the show er, "Hath not the rain a father?" Tnis ques tion is not asked by a poetaster or, a scien tist, but by the head of the universe. To hum ble and to save Job God asks him fourteen questions: Abojut the world's architecture, about the retraction of the sun's rays, abouc the tides, about tbe snow crystal, about the lightnings, and then He arraigns him with the interrogation of the text, "Hath the rain a father?'' j With the scientific wonders of the rain I havenothing to dc. A minister gets through with that kind of sermons within the first three years, and if he has piety enough he gets through with it in the first three months. A sermon has come to me to mean one word of four letters, "help!" You all know that the rain is not an orphan. You know it is not cast out of the gates of heaveu a foundling. You would answer the ques tion of my text in the affirmative. Safely Doused during the storm, you hear the rain beating against the window pane, and you find it searching all the crevices of the window gill. It first comes down in soli tary drops, pattering the dust, and then it deluges ttie fields and angers the mountain torrents, and makes the traveler implore shelter. You know that the rain is not an accident of the world's economy. Youknosv it was born ot the cloud. You know it was rocked in the cradle of the wind. You know it was sung to sleep by the storm. You know that it is a flying evangel from heaven to arth. You know it is the gospel of tha Veather. You know that Odd is its father. If this be true, then how wicked is our murmuring about climatic i changes. Tuo first eleven Sabbaths after) I entered tbe ministry it stormed. Through the week it was clear weather, but on tbje Sabbaths tha old country meeting house looked like Noah's ark before it landed. A few drenched peo ple sat before a drenched pastor; but most of the farmers stayed at home and thanked GoJ that what was bad for the church was good for the crops. I committed a good deal of sin in those days in denouncing the weather. Ministers of the Gospel sometimes fret about stormy Sabbaths or hot Sabbaths, or inclement Sabbaths. They forget th.3 fact that the same God who ordained thu Sabbath and sent forth his ministers to an- ! uounce salvation also ordainaJ the weather. "Hath the rain a father?" Merchants, also, with their stores fillel with new goods, an 1 their clerks hanging idly around tbe counters, commit the same trangression. There have been seasons when the whole spring and fall trade has been ruined by protracted wet weather. The , merchants then examined the "weather ' probabilities'' with mora interest than they read thtir Biblas. They watched for a patch of blue sky. They went complaining to the store and came conplaining home again. In all that season of wet feet and dripping garments and impassable streets they never once asked the question, "Hath the rain a father?"' So agriculturists commit this sin. There is nothing more annoying than to have planted corn rot iu the ground because of too much moisture, or nay all ready for the mow dashed of a shower, or wheat almost ready for the sickle spoiled with the rust. f How hard it is to bear the agricultural dis appointments. God has .infiuite resources, but I do not think He has capacity to mak3 weather to please all the farmers. Some times it is too hot, or it is too cold, it is too wet, or it is too dry , it is too early, or it is too laie. They forget that the God who promised seed time and harvest, summer and "winter, cold and heat, also ordained all cli matic changes. There is one question that ought to be written on every barn, on every fence, on every haystack, on every farm bouse, "Hath the rain a father?' It is to provide appropriate weather for this .world we would not be so critical of the Lord. Isaac W atts at ten years of age complained that he did not like the hymns that were suns in the English chaps!. "Well," said his father. "Isaac, instead of your complaining about the hymns, go and make hymns that are better." And he did go and make hymns that were better. Now, I say to you it vou do not like the weather sr ft in company and have a president, and a secre tary, and a treasurer, and a board of direc tors, and ten million dollars of stock, and then provide weather that will suit us all. There is a man who has a weak haad. ani h- cannot stand the glare of the sun. You must Lave a cloud always hovering over him. I like the, sunshine; I cannot live without plenty of sunlight, so you must alwavs have tnough light for me. Two ships meet in in id-Atlantic. The one is going to South ampton and the other is coming to New York. Provide weather that, while it is nbaf i for one ship, it is not a head wind for the other. There is a farm that is dried ud for the lack of rain, and there is a pleasure party going out for a field excursion. Fro videweather that will suit the dry farm and the pleasure excursion. No. sirs, I will not take one dollar of stock in your weather company. There is only one "Being in the universe who knows enough to provide the right kind of weather for this world. "Hath , the rain a f atherf ' My text also suggests God's minute super visal. You see the divine Soosbip in every ; drop of rain. The jewels of the shower are , , not flung away by a spendthrift who knowg not how many he throws or where they falL f They are all fchining princes of heaven. j SThey all have eternal lineage. The;! are all the children of a king. "Hath the ram a f atherf Well, then. I say if Go I takes notica of every minute ra:ndrop He will take notice of the most insignificant affair of my life. It is the astronomical View of things that bother me. We look up into the night hsaven. and we say, "Worlds! worlds T' and how insig nificant we feel! We fctand at the foot of Mount Washington or Mont Blanc, and we feel that we are only insfcts, and thn we say to oursalve-1. "f hough the world is so large, tu funis one million four hundred zer." "Oh!" we nav, "it is no use, if God wteels that great machinery through immensity He win not take th troubie to look down at me." Infidel con c.u.ion. Saturn, Mercury and Jupiter are no more rounded and weighed ani swung by the band of God than are the globu'.es oa a lilac bush the morning after a shower. God is no more in magnitudes than He is in minuti& If He has scales to weigh the mountains, He has lalances delicate enough to weigh the infinitesimal. You can no more see Him through the telescope than you can see Him through tbe microscope; no more when you look up than when you look down. Are not the hairs of your head ail ; numbered And if Himalaya has a God, "Hath not the rain a father' I take this doctrine of a particular Providence, and I thrust it into the very midst of your every day life. If God fathers a raindrop. U there anything so insignificant in your affairs that God will not father that? When Druyse. the gunsmith, invented the needle gun, which decided the battle of. Sadowa, wa3 it a mere accident? When a farmer's boy showed Blutcher a short cut by which he could bring his army up soon enough to decide Waterloo for England, was it a mere accident? When Lord Byron took a piece of money and tossed it up to decide whether or not he should be affianced to Miss Millbank, was it a mere accident which side . of the money was up and which was down? 1 When the Christian army was b3siged at Baziers, and a drunken drummer came in at midnight and rang the alarm bell, not know ing what he was doing, but waking up tht host in time to fight thsir enemies that mo ment arriving, was it was accident? When in one of the Irish wars a starvinx mother, flying with her starving child, sank down and fainted on the rocks in the night and her hand fell on a warm bottle of milk, did that just happen so? God is either in the affairs ot men or our religion is worth noth ing at all, and you had better take it away from us, and instead of this Bib'e, which teaches the doctrine, Igive us a secular book, and let us, as the famous Mr. Fox, the mem ber of parliament, in his last hour, cry out: "Head me the eighth book of Virgil." Oh ! my f rienas, let us rouse up to an ap preciation of the fact that all the affairs of our life are under a king's command and un der a father's watch. Alexander's war hors. Bucephalus, would allow anybody to mount him when he was unharnessed, but as soon as they pat on that war horse, Bucepha lus, the saddle and trappings of the con queror he would allow no one but Alexander to touch him. And if a soulless horse could have so much pride in his owner, shall not we immortals exult in the fact that we are owned by a king? "Hath the rain a father?" Again my subject teaches me that God's dealings with us are inexplicable. That was the original force of my text. The rain was a great mystery to the ancient3. They could not understand how the water should get into the cloud, and getting there, how it should bs suspended, or falling, why it should cojie down in drops. Modern science cornea along and says there are two portions of air of different temperature, and they are ; charged with moisture, and the one portion of air decreases in temperature so the water may no longer be held in vapor, and it falls, i And they tells us that some of the clouds j that look to l only ns large as a mans hand, and to be almost quiet in tbe heavens, are great mountains of mist four thousand feet fiom base to top, and that they rush miles a minute. But after all the brilliant experiments of Dr. James Hutton, and Saussure, ani other scientists, there is an infinite mystery about the rain. There is an ocean of the unfath omable in every raindrop, and God s?vs to day as He said in the time of Job, "ff you cannot understand one drop of rain, do not j be surprised if My dealings wit a yov are in explicable Whv dois that a?ed mm r!. i crepit, beggared, vicious, sick of tha world, ! and the world sick of him, live on, whilo ; here is a man in mid life, consecrated to i God, hard working, useful in every repct ' who dies? Why does that old gossip, gad- i ding along the street about everybody's bus!- i ness but her own, have such good health I while the Christian mother, with a flock of ' little ones about her who n she is preparing for usefulness and for heaven the mother : who you think could not be spared an hour from that household why doas she lie down ' and die with a cancer? Why does that man, selfish to the core, go ! on adding fortune to fortun?, consuming , everything on himself, continue to prosper, j while that man, who has been giving ten per ! cent, of all his income to God and the church I goes into bankruptcy? Befora we make ! stark fools of ourselves, let us stop presiu-' I this everlasting "why." L?t u worship ' where we cannot understand. I,et a man j take that one question, "vVhv?" and follow 1 it far enough, aud push it, and he will land i in wretchedness and perdition. We want m ( our theology fewer interrogation marks and ! more exclamation points. Heaven is the 1 place for explanation. Earth is the place for ; trust. If you cannot understand so minute a thing as a raindrop, how can you expect to understand God's dealings? "Hath the rain a father? ' ; Again, ray text make? me think that the rain of tears is of divine origin. Great 1 clouds of trouble sometimes hover over us ' They are black, and they are gorged, and they are thunderous. They are more por- ; tentious than Salvator or Claude ever painted clouds of poverty, or persecution, i or breavement. They hover over us, and j theyget darker and blacker, and after ! awhile a tear starts, and we think bv an ! extra presure of the eyelid to stop it. Oth- i ers follow, and after awhile there is a show- j er of teartnl emotion. Yea, there is a raia ! of tears. "Hath that rain a father ' "Oh," you saj-. "a tear is nothing but a drop of limpid fluid secreted by the lach rymal gland it is only a sign of weak eye." : Great mistake. It is ona o: the Lord's rich- j est benedictions to the world. There are people in Blackwell's Island insane asylum, ; and at Utica, and at all the asyluais of this land, who were demented by the fact that j they could not cry at the right time. Sail ' a maniac in one of our public institutions, under a gospel sermon that started the tears "Do you see that tear? that is the first I have wept 6or twelve years. I think it will help my brain." There an? a great many in the grave who could not stand any longer under the glacier of trouble. If that glacier had only melted into weepinlg they could have endured it. There have been times in your life when vou would have given the world, if you had pos sessed it, for one tear. You could shnek you could blaspheme, but you could not cry! Have you never seen a man holding th hand of a dead wife, who had beeu all the world to him? The temples livid with excitement, the eye dry and frantic, no moisture on the i upper or lower lid. You saw there were : boits of anger in the cloud, bat no rain. To ; your Christian comfort, he said, "Don't talk to me about God; there is no God, or if there ia I hate Him; don't talk to me about roa;woma Me have left me and these mother- less children" j But a few hours or days aft?r. coming across some leal pencil taat sae owned in j life, or some letter which sae wrote when he was away from home, with an outcry that appals, there bursts the fountain of tears, j and ad the sunlight of God's consolation I strikes that fountain of tear, you find out that it is a tender-hearted, merciful, pitiful i and all compassionate God who was the i Father of that rain. "Ob," vou say, "it U i absurd to think that God is going to watch over tears." N, my friend. There are j three or four kinds of them that GoJ counts, j bottles and eternizes. First, there are ail parental tears, and there are more of these than any other kind, because the most of the race "die in infancy, and that keeps pa rents mourning all arouni the world. They never get over it. They may live to shout and sing afterward, but there is always a corridor in the soul that Is silent, though it once resoun led My parents never mention.! the death of a child who died fifty years before without a tremor in the voice and a sigh, oh, how deep fetched! It was better she fchould die. It was a marcy she should die. She would have been atifelong invalid. But you cannot argue away a parent's grief. How ofteu you hear the moan: "Oh. my child, my child!" Then there are the filial tears. Little children soon get over the loss of parents. They are easily diverted with a new. toy. But where i the man that has come to thirty or forty or fifty years of age, whocan think of the old peo ple without having all t'ae fountains of his eoul stirred up? You may have had to take care of her a goo I many yetra, but you never can forget how she used to take care of you. ' There have been many S3a captains con verted in our chorea, and the peculiarity of them was that they were nearly all prayed asboreby tneir mothers, thougn the mothers went into the dust soon after they went to ; sea. Have you never heard an old man in delirium of some sickness call for his mother? The fact is we get so used to calling for her the first ten years of our life we never get over it, and when she goes away from us it makes deep sorrow. You sometimes, per haps, in days of troub'.e and darknes. when the world would say, "You ought to be able to take care of yourself" you wake up from your dreams finding yourself saying, "Ob, mother ! mother !" Have these tears no di vine o;igin? Why, take all the warm hearU that ever beat in all lands, and in all age, and put them together and their united throb would be weak compared with the throb of God's eternal sympathy. Yes, God also is father of all that rain of repentance. Did you ever see a rain of repentance? Dj you know wnat it is that maices a mm re pent? I see people going around trying to repent. They cannot repent. Do you know no man can repent until God helps him to repent? How do I know? By this passage. . "Him hath God exalted to be a prince ani a Saviour to give repentance." Oh, it is a tre mendous hour when one wakes up an J says: "I am a bad man. I have not sinned against the laws of the land, but I have wasted ray life; God asked me for my services and I haven't given those services. Oh, ray sins; God forgive me." When that tear starts it thrills all heaven. An angel cannot keep his eyes off it, and tho church of God assembles around, and there is a commingling of tear and God is the Father of the rain, the Lord, long suffering, merciful and gracious. In a religious assemblage a man arose and said: "I have bsen a very wicked man; I broke my mother's heart. I became an iafi del, but I have seen my evil way, and I have i surrendered my heart to God, but it 13 a : grief that I never can gee over that my parents should never have heard of my sal i vation; I don't know whether they are living or dead." While he was yet standing in the 1 audience a voice from the gallery said, "Oh. ; my son, my son ?' He looked up and he rec ' ognized her. It was his old mother. She : had been praying for him a great many ; years, and when at the foot of tne cross the prodigal son ami the praying mother em braced each other, thera was a rain, a tre : mendous rain, of tears, ani God was the 1 Father of thoss tears. Oil. that God would break us down with a sense ot our sin, and then lift us up with an appreciation of His j mercy. Tears over our wasted life. Tears over a greived spirit. Tears over an in- nureu iatner. on, mat uoi would move upon this audience with a rreat wave of re- hgious emotion! The king of Carthage was dethroned. His people rebelled against him. He was driven into banishment. His wife and children were outrageously abused. Yeara went by, and the king of Carthage made many friends. He gatherel up a great army. He marched again toward Car thage. Reaching the gates of Carthage the best men of the piace came out bare footei and bareheaded and with ropes around their necks, crjing for mercy. They said. "V'e aouseJ you and we abusea your family, but we cry for mercy." The king of Carthage looked down upon the people from his chariot and said: "I came to bless, I didn't coaip to destroy. Y'ou drove me out, but this day 1 pronounce pardon for all the people. Ooen the gates and let the army come in." The king marched in and took tho throne, and the people all shouted, "Long live the king!" My friends, you have driven the Lord Jesus Christ, the King of the church, away from your heart; you haveba maltreating Him all these years; but He comes back to day. He fctands in front of tho gates of your soul. . If you will only pray for Ilia pardon He will meet you with His gracious spirit and He will say; "Tny sins and thine iniauities I will remember no more. Open wide the gate I will take the throne. 31y peace I give unto you." And then, ail through this audience, from the young ani from the old, there will be a rain of tears, and Godwlll be the father of that rait I He Was the Man. As a peddler of rugs wa passicpr a house on Joy street a woman opened the door and called to him: 44 You mau, there say. He halted and lookeei at her and saw the grim determination ia her eye. ; "Ain't you tue same young feller that BoKl me a rug las' spring ?" ' He was, but something in her voice made him forget to tell the truth. "Xo'm. this is a new root for That mns have been Soapy Jim. rne. Ilea out of the bis ness now," "I reckoneet it was yor" persisted the woman; "think a sp'el I. It was a red and yaller rug with a green border, and I paid for it once a week for two month. I do believe you're the same young feller." : "Never was in this part of the town afore, ma'am," vowed the man, "Is that so? Well, if ynn'4 m ben the same man Iwasgoin to buy another rti for myself and one for my sister "who is going to Dakoty, dut I wouldn't watt to deal with a stranger. Excuse me for donbtin' your word, but you do favor that young man amazingly. I eee nov you ain't him." She went in and hut the door, and he knew that he had made the mistake of life tin.. Free Pre'. RELIGIOUS HEADING. KnriTto ad n:M5r.. Said Farm r Jon- in a whining tone. To bi :j o!d neighlKT Grny. "Fe worn my km-c tnrou.'b. to the bone. But it ain't no use to pray. Your corn look just twice a good as mine. Thou!i veil don't pn tend b b A ."bin in' light in the church to hinc. An" tell "salvation's free. "I've prajnl to the Ird a tb"v.ind timts For to make that 'ere corn g-; : An why your" 11 reat it m aud ciimbs I'd give a deal to know."' SaM Farmer Gray to hi neigh!or Jones, 1 "1 hi 11 1 - iui'i ani ea?v aj . 'When pravcrs tret inixel with lazy bone They dou t make farm in' pay. our wceN. I notice, are go. 1 and tall. In fpiteofa'.l your praer : You may pray for rorn till the heaven fill. If you don' t dig up the tare. "I mix my prayer with a little toil, AIig in every row; An I work this snixture into tht soil, luite vig' rous with a hoe. "An' I've discovered, though still in in, A Mire a oi; are tmrn. Thi kindvf eompott well worked in, ilakcs pretty decent corn. 4o while I'm praying 1 ue my hoe. An' do my level lnt. To keep down' the weed. a!ong each row. An" the Lord, he does' the rest. "It's well for to pray, both nL'ht an morn. As everv farmer know; But tbe plaec to pray for thrifty corn Is right between your rows. "You mi;-t use your hands whi'e praying, tLoiigli, If an answer yon wou!d get, , For prayer-worn knee, an' a ruty hoe Neer raied a big erop jet. 'An' so I iM'lieve. mr good old friend. If you nit-an to win the day. From ploughing, clean to the lnrvet end. You iuut hoe as well as pray." Selected. Tnt STlNU A 1MV. It an axiom of common lif- that one w ay to drie a person to uiitriistworthine is 10 distrust him. "onverfe!y. the throw ing one on hi- sense of undivided personal responsibf ity is- likely to increase his effic iency in any form of work committed to biniT A ei-rt:iin clear-headed, true-hearted mother, who thoroughly understood how to help her boy by showing her confi dence in him. was one d.iy reassured in her :tit tilde of confidence by his saying to her: "A fellow can't do anything wrong wh-n his mother trust' Intn so." Many another lov wonld feel that, even though he did not quite say it. ifonlv he were granted tbe ojw portiinity to feel what it mean to b trust ed. I l'hilade 'phia Sunday-School Tillies. STEALING HOTE. Infidelity comes to men and demand of tin 111 to surrender their religion and hope' of tl.e future, enforcing the demand by endeav oring to bring into contempt the source from whi'-h they get their id'a of God nnd justice. Hut it never brings torth anything to supply the vacancy caused by th departed hoj.c. which once held the st'rm-toed soul to the distant shore of the great unknown. He who creeps into my ard nnd steals my horse is called a thief, and the law de mands that he should be punish:!. And he, who wicked endeavors and low cun ning, surrounds a mail with false logic, aud by sephUtry. bewilders him and steal hl hojveof Henxcii and t lip h'-ing of present re I gion.isa thief who steal life's greatest hies big. and ouht to !e shunned lv all lovers of Him who planted hoj-e to spring eternal in the human breast. The worst thieve in existence are thoe w ho steal the happiness ,,t mind and soul who prow l around the land robbing m uikind of the dearest treasure to which men are heir. Men who are so destitute of moral principle that they cm blaspheme G.-i and the Bible, and assail Mire and undTild religion, would, naturally, if ma pre-nted bv l.iw. in dulge in anything w hich their hrutMi appe tites might crave. Virtue, ii-im.- and prt.j erty are mly saxed from mi-.u nun bv civil law vigorously prosecuted. eoi 1:1 tf-Y To j r.V WT. The servant's riht to Ih- jvite!v treated N ju-t ahso'ute and inJefei-il.le a that -f the )ueen. She is a ehiid of the great Kinir. and to her applie the royal !aw.ac-ordingo the Scripture. "Thou shalt love thv nih bor as thyself." That law. which is the highest of all. surely includes politeness. If we are bound to lo"e our ueutinor n oar selves, we are bound to tred them cour teously at any rate. That i the firt and iiiot rudimental of our duties to them. Your servant, dea- madam, is your neihlMir tin- nearest of all nur neighbor. She !.-, a ri.-ht. then, under this royal law which i itfef the spirit of all just laws to in courteously treated by you. L i no more -onde.o ;isi.!i i. r vou to ue r;pe-t and gcntlcne in jour inter course with her. than it i fr h-r to sweep your Moors or to build oir iir . Yu are entitled to no mor' endit f-r speaking kind ly to her. than you are for not steilin ht-r pocket handkerchief. If oti do not irowrn yourself, in :i!l your eonveVsntioii with Imt. hy the same law of ourtey wliLli mm oierve in jour comcrsation the cabers in our parlor, are a ery Milgar t--.on. wit 1 oil Th. mam m your kitchen . a woman; the zuc-st in your parlor 1 m-thin tu rc Wilfvo i Vive to silk, and fe;-.thr. and a purc w hat you deny to womanhood? I hat is the very essence of vulgarity. I. not ?av that the guest never tries your titn-r "& the scrvantdoes. You know that mtnv of those whom you irrcet withsmih. telllle aHut ou when they are beyond jour sL'ht. TL .aw 9 of "od manners lead v'mi to treit their deceit fulii ess with forearance. Should th-v ni require ijuai lori.earaii'-e toward the i ltorant servant girl 'Hearth and Ilotae. our he:;.' in't hi t: i.vr.i:Tin: ... The art of not hearing h'ul te learned bv a l. It 1 fully as iiup-rtant to do;u-tic p iiies as a cultivated ar. fur which much money and time arcrx;ndd. There are so many things whieh it is painful to bear, wrv many of which, if beard, wid ditur! tbe temper, corrupt sirnplicitv and majesty, detract from contentment and happiness, that everyone should le educatM to taKe in or shut out sound, according to his pleasure. If a man falU into a violent passion, and calls m all manner of nam-, at the first woid we should shut our ears and bear no more. If. in a quiet voyage of life we find ourselves caught in ot.e of thoe domestic whirl w ind of scoeline. we should hut our ears as a aikr would furl his sail, and making all tLrLt. acud be fore the p!e. If a Lot and rets man be pins to iu flame our feelings, we should con sider what mischief tbe fiery sparks may do in our mararlne below, where our temper Is kept, and inttantly close the door, if, as La bvH leiu.raru. 1 1 lur ptujr this- ' f otu bv beedlts or Ill-natured i.! to bf brought born to him. he would ! a mere walking pin-ctihion tu, k hnrp remark. If we would 1 bi;; -VVl anion: rol men we should oj-n - whvu among bad nicn hut thrim j. worth while to bear what our tit igV- x a?Hvi: our children, what our r.i, at -out our bu-iness. our tlrvs e.r o-.r j.7 The art of not hetring. though u:.:a ourhool. iby no mean ni n ; ocirty. We have notiod lh t,,.3 woman never hrars a vu!gar or in V remark. A kind of discrret d-rab.,",. one fn-ra many inu!t, from in ;-u from not a little contii van-e in diL - i"" conversation. Treasure Trove. "-- teiTperaxce! TVRX IT DOWV, EOTS! If urge! to lift the glass that tem;. , In city grand or humble town ; Be be that tempt, the king r cur. yuick, turn your glas aud t C If thoe that ak you vex and tea l'erhap coadenin yon with a Iruir Be firm, mind not the lauga an 1 snr' CJuick, turn your glass and set it c If health yeu crave and strength of ar7. Would keep your h.rdy hu-of br, Ivor haveth fcarlet Sash of sin. Ouick. turn your glass and h-; ri if in your trouble others say. "In seaot drink your sorrow !r v Look out lest drowned th dnnkT Quick, turn four glass ani jt 4: Cold water, bov. hurrah, hurrah. Will help to health, wealth ani rn t--If ur;ed to ive the" treasure up. Quirk, turn your pla aa i t 1: -,a-i Ltt. .J:nii.' A. li'ind in .4u' . , --j the atoTiv.: roncE. ? The strain at this mxnent is th rT.4 lesji pressure of a huge roaimr n ;. ."3' There bi money in it, aud that '" th- ru torce. Money nerve: every mi:i; nt palliate every conscience. .Say &h: a euiumerce is wronj. prove that it is r.irs:- yet you are at a Jos to put your rinr the line that divide the cuiitl" fronts KUUty man. Would you ixmi-T.a u peasant who tills tbe vine under tb. iiaiyr 101 mai 1 me starting p a: -i wme. is the farmer blarnable hops, or hi netjrntior who WW'S tUf let beer com therefrom. Ik the r-tir of com euijx-.ble. Yet we rtm-ru!r "c humor of the canny Scot noon r.j. na-.n heath who dryly remarked." "We .j 1 t rai-e corn in ur country, but we lr 1 1 mighty lot f it after it ha t.een turr.-i'a-to whisky." Is the workman to Uca4-J who accepts employment ia a brewery jerchanet bi can obttin itno ar The brewer kin- will aver "I infc.nj.'at-t no one is oblige I to drink, rnuh !. ;u drink, oblige 1 to u:i lo himelf by exo-. The retailor behind the bar will pr a.-a his irresponsibility for any who pV.r,i him. ere we "tightinc the latt to jwianee nun Kun "e wou.a Lnri.r if where V hoot at least whre to sLot r.r. It tacae.s u drop the thount of tai. vi.lu.ili. It i-rmitji n ta di:ene :ti jr smalities, do away with hat- and iaf lions and all that opprobriou illmuu j and thes-j damnatory epithet, ti.at o.fr to aravate irson. t embitter d s,-j.J3 and to disgust well disji.s'l c!.im t really want to v? temperaiice suce--1. we can nrrav ourselves against tn- i; ?r onnmrnv. Yh term is surririe-itlv Those iu it are fas.t oranizin for th.;r efernv. It neds n prophet to say "Tt-n nrt the m.n." Hy tnetr own a. tit.ia. coTiibinatioti and c-mcert of act.ou, thT plainly enough "W ar th men. '"hi butiicietit for us to kep steady aim at t business regardl-ss ol crsn. I-t i ientily themselves, lie kure tLe;r s.a J find th-m out. The liquor manufacture an 1 comnrr 1 producing and o;Tering a ciMnnilitv u.'t it wants t. sell. It is greedy of pr'.V.!,. t.miits r.-aire trade. I'rofits are larr.t larger Xh- The bustr.e. a pushing t::iUS l-elieve in puttiu - iB?- ti!nin eii.c. 11 search lor mtrK ea-rly s th? w.ver ani n:-rcjr.: J cloths. It npfti tnirket. It f--'.-ri mini. It ; 2-in to leavo n t-, ci turnel to stimuUite tra . t iner- c-su-nption. to multiply buyer", to v.v.;: t voluui'j f transa' tion. nn 1 pi.- s wealth. Ths i th tiohath that e .j,:-c" Us to ti fcl. lay. and Ieri-s tL armies o: Asnnt that unt h- tt. t- bjttl?. TfiHifmur J Set ten; coo.i r.Ee ...... i;,- I J "A. rr.-t!.ib;tio.i is pro luriar c. 1 r- .1 V Moins. io.vrt. !. ta.ei3.ij thus f ami up tae -re-eat :tu-.t: j: "... l-alers an 1 -nti-proniWitiornst-. wn eenistnntly hnrpiii; 01 th? bluhti.i : 0: prf.i!.iUoa ujr.a th proj-nty : ' v. ia no: Ua'ul- Milnw ini?.i .-: tm tne expnenc of I. 2Io;r.-. n. ! M4u- is a ritv of sixty thti.,t d t a:id i.a ist au ojen sal-rn itt.;"i ; :e rwih.n th 'nintr i.i wh -i T .:-3.U. It 1 ' atel. and yet it i jut n t: o: the most f-r.ar-.ible tr''i:!y. ! tiling a a how or stire-ro .1:1 t-. ri.t e K-aro !y lr? loan 1 at any pr.-. wi.ii than a th-u(tud new r-s t?ti' - . 1 ra." than a million d dinrj wcrtaof n-w . .'.j- n.:-k--. s hu ,,Z th-m tb H:-.: i:i u-ai-in pr-K-es oj rrcfti vu. r"n '.--3rv run f ro n tenty-ave to f.ttr j--' nrZ hiher thin a year it na'i ileiH products fur t-xc.--isl U..- f l"tT inore than tive million dollar. V.:-rr t.al rt imfs i-xtreriie!y prosper' u-. r 1 " fc'-tual statist! of tfj- tra:str -..,-'f s:mw that th Kjulat.on l nu r t 1:. l? n-w arrivals oloue. at th? raf a mi 1 it month. A K'ol manv :.r : woul l iiK to le kilUl v. th- va-, t U--prokibitin h.i killed 31oiti."' TEMPERANCE NEWS AC '"TF 'Peri-m licular driukinz" is a; a. a J In Krton. Ir. I I. Miwn say that leinoa Ijeerand win. It 1 not the last HriaS druakar l, but the f.rt. toat 12 Thobstiiirsani ii2? th Kn; in Iulia now iiuuit-r l '.'; The at'r,h-n4or for dr;m:tirs !c- don Lai rea from -jfj in l " 3 I The Stat Viticulture! Cmrn:-i " California proposal a Viti-jltu"'. T r 3 the interest of the wine an J brr-air r.- ofthatSute. Oaeofth pa;r.phl-U wil-ir ..: r.- by the Hrewer' Litrarr iiur-iu year it very appropriately entitle " 'rae of Drinking. Dr. Dfcarte,, of piru. trrit.i. th! half tbe Income of all medical m-n ' r eoraea directly or indirectly trjin t2 T' ue of tpunu. On a recent Mon lay mornln-. T- capital of prohibits n Kansa. aal r? inhabitants. Lad but oa- c-s l":- tbe polios court. Han Francisco has K'iTi sAloons r ' -" where liquor U wjI at retaU. If th p I tiOQ of th ritr i !Cil (in it-m Moa to every aeventy-thrwr penonr. It tt In? populatioo ts S-J.CrX). there ia a ' very thirteca mjxl a half votes. I
Siler City Leader (Siler City, N.C.)
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July 29, 1891, edition 1
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