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THE WEEKLY LEDGE!?;: GAFFNEY, S. 0., SEPTEMBER 13, IS!).'!. WINDOW OPEN BEV. DR. TALMAGE'S WORDS OF COM FORT AND CHEER. Are Your Windows Open to .Jerusalem? Daniel the Lion Hearted of tlio Arcs Not StandinK, l>ut Kneeling—Tlio Rattle and the Victory. New York, Sept. 8.—In his sermon for today Rev. Dr. Talinago has chosen a theme overflowing with Christian cheerfulness and encouragement. The subject is “Open Windows,” and the text selected was Daniel vi, 10, “His Windows being open in his chamber toward Jerusalem.” The- scoundrelly princes of Persia, urged on by political jealousy against Daniel, have succeeded in getting a law passed that whosoever prays to God shall be put under the paws and teeth of the lions who are lashing themselves in rage and hunger up and down tho stone cage or putting their lower jaws on tho ground, bellowing till the earth trembles. But tho leonine threat did not hinder the devotions of Daniel, the Coeur do Lion of the ages. Hi - enemies might as well have a law the* the sun should not draw water, or that u?o south wind should not sweep across a garden of magnolias, or that God sh u d be abolished- They could not scare him wdth tho redhot furnaces, and they can not now scaro him with tho lions. As eoon as Daniel hears of this enactment he leaves his oflice of secretary of state, with its upholstery of crimson and gold, and comes down tho white marble stops and goes to his own house. Ho opens his window and puts tho shutters back and pulls tho emtuiu aside so that ho can look toward the sacred city of Jerusalem and then prays. A Picture For an Artlot. I suppose the people in tho street gathered under and before his window and said: ‘‘Just sco that man defying tho law. Ho ought to bo arrested.” And tlio constabulary of the city rush to tho police headquarters and report that Daniel is on his knees at tho wide open window. ‘‘You aro my prisoner,” says tho oflicor of tho law, dropping a heavy hand on tlio shoulder of tho kneel ing Daniel. As tho constables open tho door of tho cavern to thrust in their prisoner they see tho glaring eyes of the monsters. But Daniel becomes the first lion tamer, and they lick his hand and fawn at his feet, and that night ho sleeps with tlio shaggy mane of a wild beast for his pillow, while tho king that night, sleepless in tlio palace, has on him tho paw and teeth of a lion ho can not tame—tho lion of a remorseful con science. What a picture it would bo for some artist! Darius in tho early dusk of morning not waiting for footmen or chariot, hastening to tlio don, all flushed and nervous mid in dishabille, and look ing through the crevices of tho cage to see what had become of his piimo min ister. ‘‘What, no sound!” ho says. ‘‘Daniel is surely devoured, and tho lions aro sleeping after their horrid meal, tho bones of tho poor man scat tered across tho floor of tho cavern.” With trembling voice Darius calls out, ‘‘Daniel!” No answer, for tho prophet is yet in profound slumber. But a lion, more easily awakened, advances, and with hot breath Mown through tho crev ice scorns angrily to demand tho cause of this interruption, and then another wild beast lifts his mane from under Daniel's head, and tho prophet, waking up, comes forth to report himself all unhurt and well. But our text stands us at Daniel’s window, open toward Jerusalem. Why in that direction open? Jerusalem was his native land, and all the pomp of his Babylonish successes conld not make him forget it. Ho camo there from Jerusalem at 18 years of ago, and lie never visited it, though ho lived to be 85 years. Yet when ho wanted to arouse tho deepest emotions and grand est aspirations of his heart lie had his window open toward his native Jerusa lem. There aro many of you today who understand that without any exposition. This is getting to be a nation of foreign ers. They have come into all occupa tions and professions. They sit in all churches. It may bo 20 years ago since yon got your naturalization papers, and vf 'i may bo thoroughly Americanized, cut you can’t forget tho land of your birth, and yonr warmest sympathies go out toward it. Your windows aro open toward Jerusalem. Your father and mother are buried there. It may have been a very humble homo in which you were born, but yonr memory often plays around it, and yon liopo some day to go and seo it—tho hill, tho tree, tho brook, tho house, the place so sacred, tho door from which you started off with parental blessing to make your own way in the World—and God only knows how some times you have longed to seo the famil iar places of your childhood, and how in awful crises of lifo you would like to have caught a glimpso of the old, wrinkled face that bent over you as you lay on tho gentle lap 20 or 40 or 50 years ago. You may have on this side of tho sea risen in fortune, and like Daniel have become groat and may have como into prosperities which you never could have reached if y<ju had staid there, and you may have many windows to yonr house-—bay windows and skylight windows and windows of conservatory and windows on all sides— but you have at least one window open toward Jerusalem. Lire’* Struggle. When tho foreign steamer comes to tho wharf, you seo tho long lino of sail ors, with shouldered mailbags, coming down tho planks, carrying as many let ters as you might suppose to l»o enough fora year’s correspondence, and this re peated again and again daring tho week. Multitudes of them are letters from home, and at all tho postofliccs of tho land people will go to tho window and anxiously usk for them, hundreds of tlroummdH of persons finding that win* ftro of foreign raalln the open window Hfwtrrfl JtfnmiiTOTtL fftft "When aro you coming homo to see ns? Brother has gone into the army. Sister is dead. Father and mother are getting very feeble. Wo arc having a great stiugglo to get on here. Would you ad vise us to come to you, or will you come to us? All join in love and hope to meet yon, if not in this world, then in a hot ter. Goodlw.” Yes, yes. In all these cities and amid the flowering western prairies and on tho slopes of the Pacific and amid tho Sierras and on the hanks of the lagoon and on the ranches of Texas there is an uncounted multitude who this hour stand and sit and kneel with their win dows open toward Jerusalem. Some of these people played on tho heather of tho Scottish hills; some of them were driven out by Irish famine; some of them in early life drilled in the German army; some of them were accustomed at Lyons or Marseilles or Paris to seo on the street Victor Hugo and Gambetta; somo chased the chamois among the Alpino precipices; some plucked the ripe clusters from Italian vineyard; somo lifted their faces under tho midnight sun of Norway. It is no dishonor to our land that they remember the place of their nativity. Miscreants would they be if, while they have some of their windows open to take in the free air and the sunlight of an atmosphere which no kingly despot has ever breathed, they forgot sometimes to open tho window toward Jerusalem. An Open Porthole. No wonder that the sou of the Swiss, when far away from home, hearing tho national air of his country sung, tho malady of homesickness comes on him so powerfully as to cause his death. Yon have the example of heroic Daniel of my text for keeping early memories fresh. Forget not tho old folks at home. Write often, and if you have surplus of means and they aro poor make practical contribution, and rejoice that America is bound to all tho world by ties of sanguinity as in no other nation. Who can doubt but it is appointed for tho evangelization of other lands? What a stirring, melting, gospoliziug theory that all tho doors of other nations aro open toward us, while our windows aro open toward them 1 But Daniel in tho tent kept this port hole of his domestic fortress unclosed because Jerusalem was tho capital of sacred influences. There had smoked tho sacrifice. There was tho holy of holies. There was the ark of the cov enant. There stood tho temple. Wo aro all tempted to keep our windows open on the opposite side, toward the world, that wo may see and hear and appro priate its advantages. What does the world say? What does tho world think? What does tlio world do? Worshipers of tho world instead of worshipers of God. Windows open toward Bablyou. Windows open toward Corinth. Win dows open toward Athens. Window’s open toward Sodom. Windows open to ward tho flats instead of windows open toward tho hills. Sad mistake, for this world as a god is like something I saw in tho museum of Strasburg, Germany —tho figure of a virgin in wood and Iron. The victim in olden time was brought there, and this figure would open its arms to receive him, and once enfolded tho figure closed with a hun dred knives and lances upon him, and then let him drop 180 feot sheer down. So the world first embraces its idolaters, then closes upon them with many tor tures, and then lets them drop forever down. Tho highest honor tho world could confer was to mako a man Roman emperor, but out of 05 emperors it al lowed only six to die peacefully in their beds. The dominion of this world over mul titudes is illustrated by the names of coins of many countries. They have their pieces of money which they call sovereigns, crowns and half crowns, Napoleons and half Napoleons, Freder icks and double Fredericks and ducats and Isabelliuos, all of which names mean not so much usefulness as domin ion. Tho most of our windows open toward the exchange, toward tho salon of fashion, toward tho god of this world. In olden times the length of tho English yard was fixed by the length of tho arm of King Henry I, and wo are apt to measure things by a variable standard and by the human arm that in tho great crises of life can give us no heip. Wo need, like Daniel, to open enr windows toward God and religion. NeccsHlty For Prayer. But, mark you, that good lion tamer is not standing at tho window, but kneeling while ho looks out. Most pho tographs are taken of those in standing or sitting posture. I now remember but ono picture of a man kneeling, and that was David Livingstone, who in the cause of God and civilization sacrificed himself, and in tho heart of Africa his servant, Majwara, found him in the tent by the light of a candle stuck on the top of a box, his head in his hands upon tho pillow and dead on his knees. But hero is a great lion tamer living under the dash of tho light, and his hair disheveled by tho breeze, praying. Tho fact is that a man can see farther on his knees than standing on tiptoe. Jerusalem was about 550 statute miles from Babylon, and the vast Arabian desert shifted its sands between them. Yet through that open window Daniel saw Jerusalem, saw all between it, saw beyond, saw time, saw eternity, saw earth and saw heaven. Would you like to sco tho way through your sins to pardon, through your troubles to comfort, through temp tation to rescue, through diro sickness to immortal health, through night to day, through tilings terrestrial to things celestial—yon will not see them till you take Daniel’s posture. No cap of bouo to tho ji lints of the lingers, uncap of bone to the jnintsiit ilH-ellmw, Imi <'ttp<>f tM.inoto tho knees, made so In cause tho God of tho body was the God of the soul, and espe cial provisic n fur those who want to pray and physiological structure joins With spiritual necessity in bidding ns pray and pray and pray. In olden time tho Earl of Westmore land said ho hfldnopocd to tnte to pray for him, but all tho prayers of the church universal amount to noth ing unless, like Daniel, wo pray for our st i/es. Omen and women, bound ed on one side by Shadrach’s redhot furnace and tho other side by de vouring lions, learn the secret of cour age and deliverance by looking at that Babylonish window open toward tho southwest. "Oh,” you say, ‘‘that is the direction of tho Arabian desert.” Yes, but on tho other side of tho desert is God, is Christ, is Jerusalem, is heaven. Tho Brussels lace is superior to all other lace, so beautiful, so multiform, so expensive—400 francs a pound. All tho world seeks it. Do yon know how it is made? The spinning is done in a dark room, tho only light admitted through a small aperture, and that light falling directly on the pattern. And tho finest specimens of Christian character I have ever seen or ever expect to seo are those to be found in lives all of whose windows have been darkened by bereavement and misfortune save one, but under that ono window of prayer tho interlacing of divine workmanship went on until it was fit to deck a throne, a celestial embroidery which angels admired and God approved. Thick of Heaven. But it is another Jerusalem toward which wo now need to open our win dows. Tho exiled evangelist of Ephesus saw it ono day as tho surf of tho Icarian sea foamed and splashed over tho bowl ders at his feot, and his vision reminded mo of a wedding day when tho bride by sister and maid was having garlands twisted for her hair and jewels strung for her neck just before shoputs her be trothed hand into tho hand of her affi anced. ‘‘I, John, saw tho holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.” Toward that bridal Jerusalem are our windows opened? Wo would do well to think more of heaven. It is not a mere annex of earth. It is not a desolate outpost. As Jerusa lem was tho capital of Judea, and Babylon tho capital of the Babylonian monarchy, and London is the capital of Great Birtain, and Washington is the capital of our own republic, tho New Jerusalem is the capital of tho universe. Tho king lives there, and tho royal fam ily of tho redeemed have their palaces there, and there is a congress of many nations and parliament of all tho world. Yba, as Daniel had kindred in Jerusa lem of whom ho often thought, though ho left homo when a very young man, perhaps father and mother and brothers and sisters still living, and was homo- sick to seo them, and they belonged to tho high circles of royalty, Daniel him self having foyal blood in his veins, so wo have in tho Now Jerusalem a great many kindred, and wo aro sometimes homesick to seo them, and they aro all princes and princesses, in them tho blood imperial, and wc do well to keep our windows open toward their eternal residence. It is a joy for us to believe that while wo are interested in them they aro in terested in us. Much thought of heaven makes one heavenly. The airs that blow through that open window are charged with life, and sweep up to us aromas from gardens that never wither, under skies that never cloud, in a spring tide that never terminates. Compared with it all other heavens aro dead failures. Homer’s heaven was an elysium which ho describes as a plain at tho end of the earth or beneath, with no snow nor rainfall, and tho sun never goes down, and Rhadamauthus, tho justestof men, rules. Hesiod’s heaven is what ho calls the islands of the blessed, in tho midst of the ocean, three times a year blooming with most exquisite flowers, and tho air is tinted with purple, while games and music and horseraces occupy tho time. Tho Scandinavian’s heaven was the hall of Walhalla, where the god Odin gave unending wine suppers to earthly lieros and heroines. Tho Mo hammedan's heaven passes its disciples in over tho bridge Al-Sirat, which is finer than a hair and sharper than a sword, and then they are let loose into : a riot of everlasting sensuality. The American aborigines look for ward to a heaven of illimitable hunting ; ground, partridge and deer and wild duck more than plentiful, and tho hounds never off tlio scent, and tho | guns never missing lire. But tho geog- i rapher has followed tho earth round I and found no Homer’s elysium. Voya- i gers have traversed the deep in all direc tions and found no Hesiod’s islands of tho blessed. Tho Mohammedan’s celes tial debauchery and the Indian’s eternal hunting ground for vast multitudes have no charm. But hero rolls in tho Bible heaven. No more sea—that is, no wide separation. No more night—that is, no insomnia. No more tears—that is, no heartbreak. No more pain—that is, dismissal of lancet and bitter draft and miasma and banishment of neural gias and catalepsies and consumptions. All colors in tlio wall except gloomy black. All the music in the major key because colebrativo and jubilant. River crystalline, gate crystalline and skies crystalline because everything is clear and without doubt. White robes, and that means sinlessness. Vials full of odors, and that means pure regale ment of tho senses. Rainbow, and that moans the storm is over. Marriage sup per, and that means gladdest festivity. Twelve manner of fruits, and that means luscious and unending variety. Harp, trumpet, grand march, anthem,, amen and halleluiah in tho sumo orches tra. Choral meeting solo, and overture meeting antiphon, and strophe joining dithyramb, as they roll into tlio ocean of doxologii'H. And you and 1 may liuvo all that, and have it forever througlr Clinst if wo will let him with tho blood of uno wounded hand rub out our sin, and with tho other wounded hand swing open tho shining portals. Think, Talk, Droum. Day and night keep yonr window open toward thnt Jerusalem, ising about it. Pruynbai Think about it. Talk gone into it. Do not worry if some thing in yonr heart indicates that you are not far off from its ecstasies. Do not think that when a Christian dies he stops, for he goes on. An ingenious man has taken tho heavenly furlongs as mentioned in Rev elation and has calculated that there will bo in heaven 100 rooms 16 feet square for each ascending soul, though this world should lose 100,000,000 yearly. But all tho rooms of heaven will lie ours, for they aro family rooms, and as no room in your house is too good for yonr children, so all tho rooms of all tho palaces of tho heavenly Jeru salem will be free to God’s children, and even the throneroom will not bo de nied, and you may run up tho steps of tho throne, and put your hand on the side of tho throne, and sit down beside tlio King according to tho promise, ‘‘To him that overcomoth will I grant to sit with mo in my throne.” But yon caimot go in except as con querors. Many years ago the Turks and Christians were in battle, and tho Chris tians wore defeated, and with their commander Stephen fled toward a fort ress where tho mother of this com mander was staying. When sho saw her sou and his army in disgraceful retreat, sho had tho gates of the fortress rolled shut, and then from the top of the bat tlement cried out to her son, “You can not enter here except as conqueror.” Then Stephen rallied his forces and re sumed tho battle and gained tho day, 20,000 driving back 200,000. For those who are defeated in battle with sin and death and hell nothing hut shame and contempt, but for those who gain tho victory through our Lord Jesus Christ tho gates of tho new Jerusalem will hoist, and there shall bo an abundant entrance into tho everlasting kingdom of our Lord, toward which you do well to keep your windows open. Tired Women An Orphan Girl’d Good Fortnne. The return of Miss Anna Delaplaine of Madison, Wis., to her homo after a year spent with relatives in England, ono of whom, Sir Richard Tangye, ac • companied her, has brought up her ro mantic story. When a littlo girl, sho was left an orphan and was committed to tho Mendota asylum for a slight nervous disorder. Tho attention of Miss Blanche Delaplaine, a daughter of tho lato General Delaplaine, was attracted toward tho child, and she took her home, where sho soon recovered her health. Sho was then legally adopted by Miss Delaplaine and assumed the latter’s name. In 1890, through a magazine article, Miss Dolaplaine’s attention was called to tho fact that there was a family in London bearing tho same name as that of her ward, Tangye, and she wrote to them, telling tho child’s story. Prompt ly came an answer claiming the child as a cousin, and from that time on tho English relatives have sent tho young girl beautiful gifts and a year ago in sisted upon her visiting them. Sir Rich ard Tangye is a self made man of great wealth, whoso fortnne was made by tho invention of tho hydraulic jack, with which tho Great Eastern was launched. Ho and his brother own mammoth works in Birmingham and London and in Cornwall and employ thousands of men. Two years ago Sir Richard was knighted by tlio queen. —Chicago Chron icle. R. S. LIPSCOMB ) Find in the blood pnri’j ing, building-up qualities of Hood’s Sarsaparilla just what i^GHgp’oi e£ insurance and Real Estate Agt., nla, Texas, gives u ’ her experience be low: “I suffered almost death with local trouble*, which developed Into a very serioaa affection andmada a surgical opera tion necessary. I was completely broken down, had numerous boils, and when I commenced taking Hood’s Sarsa parilla I weighed only 112 pounds. Now I weigh over 125 pounds and am in better health than for the past fifteen yean. Formerly I was covered with eruptions; now my skin is clear. I can truly say Hood’s Sarsaparilla has no equal for poor run-down women. Every one remarks about how well I am looking.” Mrs. Isa Griggs. Hood’s Pills flood’s Sarsaparilla. 23c. It’s the Talk Based on facts that your dollar will buy more Groceries at Webster’s than at any other store in town. My* stock of ^I^Fine Candies is up-to-date. Yours for business. W. M. Webster, Jr. July 19, 1895. Merchandise Broker And Dealer in The Celebrated No. 9 Weheler & Wilson Sewing Hachines. Needles and attachments for all different makes of machines. Office over R. A. Jones’ store. A Wise Investment. A policy of insurance in such com panies as the iEtna, Home, Hartford, American Fire and Pennsylvania to protect your home and business from loss and damage by fire is a wise in vestment. I shall be glad to furnish such pro tection at any time. Call before in suring. 1^. O. 100 PROOF Com Whiskey. 100 )o( fnrnish 100 T WILL fnrnish 100 proof Corn ^ Whiskey in quantities of 4 gallona and 3 quarts at $1.40 per gallon and upwards. Address, J. P. DELLINGER, Dellingers, N. C. T^ree. (d)Dolfar^ wVlf' buy $ . n; all STY £5 °j Toz<$, Ay Jr}juYxnt i iu ^ ivy tvitk m-nj Jkut? Fainting by Machinery. Painting by machinery, practiced on a large scale fur (ho first time in conuec- tion with tho mammoth exposition buildings at Chicago, in tho United States, in 1893, has become an every day accomplishment, and painting ma chines are now regularly purchasable articles. Fur several years previous to the mentioned use at Chicago of ordi nary garden hose and spraying nozzle outfits, by means of which tho immense areas of wall space in tho fair buildings were coated with paint and calcimine, a substantially similar plan has been and still is followed at sumo of the American railroad shops for painting shop walls, freight cars and the like, but (he appliances there used, though very serviceable and (ime saving, were home made and could scarcely bo cou- sidered as articles of commerce. Now, however, (he intending user of a paint ing machine need no longer resort to a makeshift apparatus, but can buy it in the open market in various sizes and forms, just as ho would buy any other standard piece of machinery.—Cassier’s Magazine. Milk on Draft. For ten days a man who looks like a granger, and who claims Snake Hill as his home, has been peddling “milk on draft” to the residents of the upper west side of Harlem and has been doing a good business. The granger looking man has with him two cows, which ho leads through the street, yelling at the top of his voice: "Here you are! Nice fresh milk on tap!” The charge for the milk is 12 cents a quart and 3 cents a glass. Tho majority of his customers seem to be tho mothers of young chil dren, who watch tho milk drawn fresh from the cow without any fear of its being adulterated or skimmed before it reaches them. When asked how he was getting along, tho man replied: “Can’t complain. Guess I’ll have to double up on my cows if business keeps a-boom- ing. ”—Now York Sun. Turnip Seed! Fine Assortment!!! I’lioiie JI. Niji'ht Oall W. B. DuPRE, *47—2 Itinjg'H. b ARROLL. CARPENTER '1 AH UMPHRIES. FURNITURE, STOVES, BUGGIES, WAGONS, COFFINS, BURIAL ROBES &c. FURNITURE IN ALL STYLES AND * prices which laugh at competitors. pay special attention to the Undertaking Business. We have also received a larg« quantity of Cedarine which will make your old furniture look as well as new, at 25c per bottle. If interested at all, call and let us convince you of our cheap prices. CARROLL, CARPENTER & HUMPHRIES. Two Lives Saved. 1. I’hocho Thomas, of Junct ion 111., was told by hor doctors she onsmnptiou and that there was j iope for her, but two bottles of )i sco very eoinp Mr City, had < no hope 10 Dr. King’s Nm cun d hor and life. .Mr. Tlio St. San I'YnneiHvo, 11iv.nlfill Cold, 11 of Dr. King’s New Die t wo weeks was cured. TTiT Y CLOSE OUT THE ENTIRE remnant of my stock of Straw y Hats, Ladies’ Oxford ties and Summer Dress Goods an prices lower than you have ever had. The best line of saddles in town, just opened up. at prices from $3.50 to $15. A big lot of double and single barrel Shot Guns, Pistols of all makes, ieeiiys it sun i her! Cartridges of all kinds and calibres always on Eggern, I3!> i 1 lor from i ulTerei ;; hi ( ciVi’V III! da a ;.e hot! !e and in H mil nr- hand. Respectfully, land Bald ho hnrlnopPprl to prny hucatt— iffiontluDrr - : ofi it. 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