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ONE LORD, ONB FAITH, ONE BAPTI8 M"—EPHB8IA N8 IV SERIES, VOL. 3.—NO. 43 COLUMBIA, 8. C., FRIDAY. Ji NE 30. 1871 OLD SERIFS, VOL. V ffl WTB^I8HEP the Hglit ami fire have come bad: to his ©jre. Sinew that day, the Wtttera barp mmik hm found heaven nearer earth ; light has begin) to break in and hi labor* At the age of four score years he discharged the duties of his chair la the Sevhiary with pooetuality sad vigor. He had Iris wioh, dying in msdife rttm*. imtmg his last letters was one addressed to a venerable miaietor, Dr. HeUeu dd>, ia which he Mvtgn is the whwpiet of a long We, and records a sober judgment concerning hts “ltfowork.” The following is an os tract from it, which will be read with upon him from above. * He has made a toflaomc joaruej to the “Holy City,” walking all day, and begging food ami lodging at night. Borne days has he been in Rome, viewing the grand displays and great nrbes; but he thiuks this does not seem like “Bely Rome. 9 He has gazed on the Veronica, which is a cloth said still to retain the impression left by our when 8t. Veronica to speak boldly for the truth in the flu® of a world of enemies ; to defy the highest authority on earth;,to unchain the Bible, add send the pfvriotu ueaaages on angelt* wings through all the laud. Carlisle says: •*! wiU caM thlo farther a tear, great matt | great in intellect, In oooragr. Hi iffrrtim and integrity—our of the Kpahktine, to Itnptoiw Mm to fam back, dM he not nay, “Go tell yoor master that if the* tat* at Worms as many devils as there are tiles oa the rooilh, yet would I go in* And go in he did f Straight through that crowd of secirt friend and open foe did he w«d Ms way. Monks scowl lroad. d0mamM life. If ** would afifift** wareelvra to any work, the effort is nm \rnn tin less we are engaged In it, trusting in the Lord. The man who aadertakas a duty in his own name and strength and in deiiendence on his own ability, will be almost Oort to foil, eras Is the judgment of the world. There may mouth-* ......<1, tVidsw* of HUH real Student*..... , Who fau to remi w of thdr mbs charged per am - **• entered on trees sfe Ms foot, the King summoned his {tohtical ministers to his side. o go jt metnn MW DM*?* Alv niw n ii uu tm* huu t ion hoof, without the Hr*t p*iym«- nt , jpgaisraraB imontoita.! >n« neryxi who take# a paper rvg- . ftfga (he post office—whether cu- I to ha Same v snot to r s, w whether Saviour's fWce presented it to hlta to wipe his brow upon, when bowed under the weight of the cross. Poor lather—all eyes —stores, bat sees nothing bat a piece of white cloth, hanging on a black board. He thinks he lacks faith to see it, ami perhaps is tempted to take oat his thongs and whip him self. Ue goes to see the skull of St. Peter and 8t. Paul, but, to his honest German eyes, they seem to be only “carved in wood* Poor Lather! mechanically does he go through every detail of the prescribed round of devotions, believing against expe rience, and hoping against hope. Bat watch him now, as he goes to perform one of those penances that will give indulgence for 1,000 years. He is to ascend the “Ssncta Seal a"— the holy staircase, which once, they say, formed a part of Pilate’s house. Slowly, mournfully, on his knees, he commences the ascent; slowly, sadly, he creeps from step to step, bruised on the hard stone, worn into hollows by the knees of pilgrims. Patiently still be rises—when see! Tie lifts himself; he stands erect on bis feet; throws bis head hack« gates Into the sky with a heavenly light beaming and playing over his face. There, while bowed oa those steps, seeking earthly aid, a voice from heaven has come floating down, sinking into his big soft heart, and speaking in a soul soothing whisper the words that ever after rung from his mighty lips as a butte cry: “The just shall lire by fhith !* And God be imused ! It hip not ceased echoing, bat Hags yet, and yet may it ring, in circles ever widening rjjiuid the world, until they meet again ami rise to heaven, from whence they came! IfAJUXG rr THK THB8KCL In the next picture, we are oar monk passing through the streets of Witteinborg, with a step quick aud firm. His face galm, yet indiguant, his powerful aud erect form suggest* rather the warrior than the Priest. In bis bauds he carries a large pack et of paper*. ..These are hut famous 99 theses or articles against the sale of indulgences. Bee him at the door of the castle church nailing them up. These indulgences were {tapers sign ed by the Pope, which, it was pre tended, could pardon the sins of men even before they were committed. They were sold to get money to complete the building of the famous St. Peter’s Cathedral at Koine. A priest named Tetsei carried on this remarkable traffic. A great red cross would 1m- erected, with the crown of thorns, the nails and spear suspended from it, and by some wicked deception the poor |>eople are said sometimes to have seen the blond of the crucified “flow from that cross.” Before the cross was a large iron money chest, ami these lines were written upon it: . “A* noon as money ia this chest no**. So soon the soul to Heaves it brings.” Often had Luther preached against this practice, aud now he boldly struck at it with his theses. They were printed ipi Latiu and German, and sent flyiag through all laods. D’Aubignc says “they spread with the rapidity of lightning. Before a month bad elapsed, they found their way to Rome. In the space of a fortnight they had run tbroegh all Christendom, as if angels themselves had bean the bearers of them to all men. It is difficult to conceive the stir they occasioned: They were afterwards translated into Dutch and Spanish, and a traveler carried them for sale as far aa Jerusa lem.” LtTTHKR WIIVOKS TMX MOTT OF ~s promts. Four years afterward we see Lu ther standing before the Diet of Worms. Before Kasper or, prelate priest Gazed on with wooder, by knight and soldier, burgher and peasant. This solitary man about to tiaee the mighty of the world. Here hod he come from his quiet home to answer the summons. Noth mg deferred him, nothing moved him. When entreated by friends Great, not as a hewn obelisk, but as an Alpine mountain—so rim pit, hott est, BftoaUneoos, not setting up to bo givut at all; there for quite an other purpose than betas great. from Spain, “who had torn his hooks to pieces,* (lashed their angry ryes upon him. Rome shrunk from him, ami crossed themselves, as if be were the Devil himself. Yet with eye Axed irmly forward sad soul looking up to God, oa through that mighty host he pasaed, nor turned aside. “As he drew near the door, the ret eratt General FreumtsU-rg, touching his shoulder, said t “Little Monk, you have before yoa an eocounter such am neither I, nor any other cap taiue, have seen the like of, even ia our bloodiest campaign*. But if your cause be just, aud if you know it to be so, g of God, and s orders hi* pager discou nt pay all arrtNUBirea, or ■tar continue to send it is made, and collect the , whether the paper is office or not. ’ ' i have decided that rvfu- ■wspapers ami perimli. aU office, or rciuertoir and aealkd for, is prism /oris the out work to the foil and iada live nature within. .VII the richness of a noble heart was there, and words of wise ad\iee were freely given to all, from the inquiring prince who desired to rale righteously, to the country and the duty of teaming.* That very day the erection of-a Univesaity was deckled Khonkl ftiul ourselves of the same mind, uamely, that none among all mankind ham been mute favored than ourselves as to the life-work •which was assigned us by the suign lac grace of God. Could any angel have coveted a greater calling than that in which we have spent our days! Fredbhing to poor, perishing men the unsearchable riches of Christ! Blessed be God that this— not heaping up treasures oa eaiih, not making ourselves a name among scholars, and the worldly wise, aud great politician*, and place-seekers —has been our occupation. I am constantly lamenting over my sbortr comings, my little profiting by all my advantages and opportunities of serving the Lord, and my countless infirmities and sins, aud I sometimes wish, in view of my mistakes and failures, that I could begin say coarse again; but, notwithstanding all iny drawbacks, I can Mi but call oa soul and all that is wkMn me to bless the Lord that I have beenJmrv on earth, not a banker, or lawyer, or statesmen, or prince, but a poor preacher of the everlasting gospel. And I am sure that in this yoa are like me. And bow should we rejoice together in the wooderftd grace of God toward os in this respect, if we could talk with each other of the ministry wc have almost comple ted !* , ~.u -r.ri' For the Lntheran Visitor thing. God will Friendly heart," love within that massive outer Much did he love poetry and and be wrote many of our as hymns. That grand hymn, //■Mrri," ehiims Lufhsr as i thor; he words. I JP by John, at t \e Celebration of l simply going aa a rooqaeror to da dare before all m«w the victory he had won from mightier foes the victor) be bad made certain the night before on his knees. And when he bad declared God’s truth, he said, “Here I stand; I can act de otherwise. God help aw!" Yew, there he stood—planted like the toohh- oak, ready for the storm. Ready for dwtigeou, rack ami dr*. He received, oae day, a touching tribute, when a strange minstrel from the North *{«pearvd at hi* window nml eaag a hymo, l*egis- hin*. “Ri ist das llrtl aoskuUMara Mar.** ("It hi the Saviour ram hr rr to oa.**) It woo a reopiwoe from Prussia, to the glad tkiiogo which hod tow for nil not let us turn to Martin jfefr, w! lose iuemory is'! so dear oh, a* the one from shorn our jeh re rives its name, at first to in ffrrfedon, t>nt ere lot)# held honorable, in showing that Le gs* are Christian* who strive to |w Ckri it as Lather dkLj ij If littl; town pf Fislehen, iu ouy, ttss Luthers birth-place, jUi«*re h e died. HU parents were imines, who found it a hard jgle t> gain a support. StiH Marti l was scut, when 13 years to the chool of the Fnturismii for, a. Magdeburg, where be tte one of a chbir of little hoys Went 1 rum door to door lagging he monks, ami ringing chants, wouh have thought that poor, n half*tarved cloister boy would to shake the world! ! Little in bail a beautiful voice, aud ij was the crust given aqd the I word spoken for the sake of sjtweet ittle ringer. When older, darkness ia hhn hi our ilcan ut com fort, and in every sorrow we find Christ our eternal joy. It is a blessed thing to be able to say, with s fall, true heart, I trust in the Lord Ghrist as my Saviour, as the friend who loved me and gave kimself for me. This is saving faith. No other faith that comes short of this is worth the ' >r«nr» crt sssfo. *wygf the third, “Art,* while in gokleu let to life, abut him op, away from the persecuting world. Hi the castle of Warthurg. Then* he made ase of hie powerful and well trained mi ad. to transhito the Bible into language that all could read and understand. There, in that old camtle, did he labor and prepare the mighty weapon to crush the enemies of God. There iraed him for lost. should. We are so apt to forget that be is the blessed Comforter who has taken up the work of Christ in its hearing upon his people's growth In grace; that it is be, who is the Para elete, the Advocate and Counsellor, who teaches ns the things of God which we are to learn. Let every man who trusts in the I xml remember that part of his work is to trust in the power of the Holy 8pirit, and In the grace of him whose presence brings sure peace and joy to the sonl.—Clr. Intelligencer. —while friends ami fyra, rejoicing at his disappear ance, thought thnt his voice was hushed forever—them did he open the Bible, and with it a sure way to heaven. Think you he rouhl have dome thin without his Christian Kdm- cationt Never! Without education, he could not hare translated; without the chriatlari element of edaeation to uphold Mm, he teonid meet have done ft! In that dark, solitary chamber he hod (so to spekk) many a fight with the Dfvil. One day, it is adkl, aa he was engaged in translating the New Tewtament, he fancied he aaw 8atdn prowling around, marking him and gnashing his teeth at him. Was Luther terrified f No! But lie took up Ms big inkstand and buried it at the Devil’s bead. Satan dodged it and disappeared, and the inkstand was smashed to pieces on the opposite wall. And ia that very room bow, the keeper of Warthurg will show you the spots mode by Lather’s ink. Glorious old Luther [ Tboogb shut up iu a dismal castle, with nerves over wrought by much writing ami over study, be still showed bis grand nature. Though ill of body and troubled by the dis tracted state of the church, be still wrote his mighty words of reproof and hurled them down from bis mountain rtrival Ilis friends might imprison his body, but they could not resell bis mind, sod ho was ready to fight the Devil himself for truth’s sake. Grand Lather! But the months of Lather’s cap A missionary society is said to have adopted a device, found on aa ancient medal, which represents a bullock standing between a plough and an altar, with the inseriptico, “Ready for either—ready for toil or Truly God on loved the World.* When he was apparently anoonartoua, his old frieod Justin Jouas said, “Venerable father, do jou die trust tug in Christ, nml in the doctrine jiio have constaatlj |iruarbed f He aumwnrvd by au audible and joyful “pm.* That was bin last word on earth. He folded bis bauds spun his breast, gently Mg bed. aud with that sigh his soul weat up to God. “In the place where his ey es opened on this earthly life, hi* spirit awakeo ed to the beavuuly life,* ami his wcepiug friends could only console themselves with the words so often upon Lather’s lrpa: “Fear not! God tivrth still* Thu* died Luther. Anxiety Vnwisa L Because all the future an ia God’s bands. An infinitely wme and good Being is sovereign ever all its events. Not one of them aaa escape bis notice, or rlwlc his control. 2. Breams* you have no right to put into oae day what belongs to another. The future *will have its able Go<*d.-<, of ttsnrr- *U tilUC cs fc** *»il r, than anV noR?c p, ami hnportbis » ct foji4Uiiywr, - prompt!v sop- of thr London W if it for ertsh rind 1. Is it because I am ashamed of ridicule, nod of what others will say to me f The whole history of ChrfstiaullN has proved that its gtvat ol»px t mut not be secured withont both the toil 1 1* education, this mental train- Luther afterwards owe«l his y library labors. It it said »t home and in the University as sppken of as “our Martin ft* 1 low soon and how glori- \ all Germany and the jwhol 6 } learn sd to call him our Anther. M this this noble instillment pd *4® iwejmred for glorious “Whosoever shall l«e dsIihiihm! of ' me and of my words, of him shall the Hon of Man lie nobsmed.” I i Is it hecanse of the mconsts- IwIKIvB OI |*YN*H vDl ihi IIIhN T “Every man riisll give an aceonnt of litmsrif to God.* A Is it because I am not wifi mg to giro up all to Christ f “What shall it profit * man if he ♦will 11 ttttl vric m IvWfs sCPWP his own sonl 1" - v { 1 A Is H beranae f am afraid I shaft “I fill up that which i* behind of the sftHetions of iNirirff in my flesh for His body’s sake, which is the Chnivk.* ia the agony of the stoning mmrifiee them, likely—end-they wiU be along ia doe time. Bat they hove no httri- nml auxieCies You mast not pie there were nort* frith Mai * Bhf Be has left, miexhxnsted, enough of the bitter cup of His previous toils and trials to remind His hflnvwi> amid their great work, what thefr of the present time, pot them there. X Because it is disregard of God's word. Just read the following i “Wherefore take no thought for the morrow, for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. 8nf ftoient unto the day ia the evil thereof* 4. Because it implies want of con Adence ia God. Lias He net hitherto dealt well with yoa f Could you hsve taken aa good care of yourself an Ha has take of you f If you eau reflect oa goodness, can yoa not anticipate goodness f Has not God laid a noble busts for confidence iu all Ilis faithfulness t JC3ALE BcXWfi* a .Stock in «ir Bm 4 ' lit* Luther's life, hat jioor monk, toiling slowly »th^ streets, bent los| with iveet bag of broken in eats, lis btxiily weakness makes a warden. The snow covers the —and bis feet are hew, and th cold, his face is pale, and r hands that clinch the coarse re rent thin. The man is sad jyet, oh ! so miserable ; ith fasting and setfinflu bil and blows. How dismal and looks Hi his long, > dingy gow », with its carious hood, belt round him, with an ink- d wad let on one ride, and some f haM leather thongs on the Msafo that eat into his poor >r H !was the custom then for w friiatiu monks to sfMirge !ve* ! for their smsL They i they could whip titti Devil rem Idoor to door the unaer- “HIu that oometh unto me I will in no wise east cat.* 5. Is it because I fear I am too great a dinner T “The blood of Jesus Christ cleans rtl» from alt riii * A Is it because I am afraid f shall not “hold out T “He which hath begun a good work ki you wifi perform R until the day of Jeeus Ohitet.* » 7. Is It beeaaae 1 am thinking that I will do as well as I can, and that God ought to be satisfied with (butt; ” ^ “Whosoever shall keep the Whole law and yet ofiend in one point, he J is guilty uf uH.* ^ • ' & Is H because I am. postponing the matter without any definite rea- jsfaction tljsa Tevas finring niusTfodnce- wen A CO.. mingled with men. Thau It wax that Luther's God Meeaed him with a noble wife, Catharine Yoa Bora, and a sweet choir of little stagers.— Weald we had time to dwell upon this most lovely and happy part of trouble. 6. Anxiety about the future can do you no possible good. R can not better At you to see it) but eootrari -wise. It will net change anything that is appointed to overtake yoa. , Therefore, ail these voices in your ears proclaim to you that it is a very poor buainees to tease and trouble taming tin, Harmony, Aeat free «** CO.,» rAr*ty iue Srnpturo \geuf, five ot Uiuta. • Go., <>r