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T i THE LEDGEU: GAFFNEV, L., MARCH 25, 1897 SAVED BY THE BLOOD l i RE DR. <EORY TALMAGE EXPLAINS THE OF VICARIOUS SACRIFICE. “Without gheddiug H* 1 Suju That lu Or«I»-r to I'uderatand It We Have Only to l»e the Same Com* tuou Sense For ICeligion That We Do For Everything Else. Washington, March 21.—From mauv conditions of life Dr. Talmage, in this sermou, liraw s graphic illustrations of one of the sublimest theories of religion —namely, vicarious sacrifice. His text was Hebrews ix, 22, of blood is no remission. JohnG. Whittier, the last of the great school of American poets that made the last quarter of a century brilliant, asked me in the White mountains one morning after prayers, in which I bad given out Cowper’s famous hymn about the “fountain filled with blood,” “Do you really believe there is a literal applica tion of the blood of Christ to the soul''” My negative '• ply then is my negative reply now. TL> Bible statement agrees with all physicians and all physiologists and all scientists in saying that the blood is the life, and in the Christian religion it means simply that Christ’s life was given for our life. Hence all this talk of men who say the Bible story of llcod is disgusting and that they don’t want what they call a “slaughter house religion” only shows their inca pacity or unwillingness to look through the figure of speech toward the thing signified. The blood that on the darkest Friday the world ever saw oozed or ing carefully after his apparel, remem bering his every birthday with some memento, and, when ho.is Ircopht home worn out with dissipation, nurses him till he get: well and siurts him again and hopes and expects and prays and counsels and suffers until her strength gives out aud she fails. She is going, and attendants, bending over her pillow, ask her if she has any message to leave, and she makes great effort to say some thing, but out of three or four minutes of indistinct utterauce they can catch but three words, “My poor boy!” The simple fact is she died for him. Life for life. Substitution! About 8B riars ago there went forth from our northern aud southern homes hundreds of thousands of men to do bat tle for their country. All the poetry of war soon vanished aud left them noth ing but the terrible prose. They waded knee deep in mud. They slept in snow banks. They marched till their mt feet tracked the earth. They were swindled out of their honest rations aud lived on meat not fit for a dog. They had jaws all fractured and eyes extinguished aud limbs shot away. Thousands of them cried for water as they lay dying on the field the night after the battle aud got it not. They were homesick aud received no message from their loved ones. They died in barns, in bushes, in ditches, the buzzards of the summer heat the only attendants on their obsequies. No one but tli* infinite God, who knows every thing, knows the ten-thousandth part of the length and breadth aud depth aud height of the anguish of the northern and southcun batth fields. Why did these fathers leave their children and go to the front, and why did these young men, William Turner was met t y a volley of abuse from all the art galleries of Eu rope. His paintings, which have since won the applause of all civilized na tions—“The Fifth Plague cf Egypt,” “Fishermen on a Lee M.< re In Equally Weather,” “Calais Pier,” “The L'uu Rising Through Mist” and “Dido Buiiei- ing Carthage”—were then targe ts fer who have ever had their heart changed mean by “blexxl.” I glory in this reli gion of blood. I am thrilled as I sec the suggestive eailcr in sacramental cup, whether it be eif burnished silver set on clofh immaculately white or rerngh hewn from wooel set on table in le g hut meeting house of the 1 wilde rne ss. Now I am thrilled as I see the altars of ancient sacrifice crimson with the bleiexl erf the slain lamb, aud Leviticus is tei me not so much the Old Testame nt as the New. Now I see why the destroying angel passing over Egpyt in the night spare d all theise houses that hud blood sprinkled on their dexirposts. Now I know what Isaiah means when he speaks of “one in re d apparel coming with dyed garments from Bosrah, ” and who the Apoca lypse* means when it describes a heave n ly chieftain whose “vesture* was dipped in blexid, ” aud what Peter the apostle means when he speaks of the “precious blexxl that cleanserfh from all sin,” aud what the old, wornout, dc<*re*pit mis sionary Paul means when in my te*xt he erie*s, “Without she-ddiug of bloexl is no remission.” By that blexxl you aud I will be saved—or never saved at all. Glory be to Gexl that the hill baek of Whatever he may do that he Jerusalem was the battle field on which do and whatever he* may ’ Christ achieved our libe*rty. The most exciting aud overpowering day cf one summer was the day I spent on the battle-fie ld erf Waterlex). Starting out with the morning tiain from Brus sels, we* arrived in about an herar on that famous spot. A son of one who was in the battle and who had heard from his father a thousand time's the* whole se*e*nc ree-ite-d accermpanie-d us over the fielel. There stor'd the* old Hougomont critics to shoot at. In defense of this outrageously abused man a yc-urg au thor erf 24 years, just one year e;ut of college, came forth with his pen and wrote the able st aud me st famous essays on art that the world ever saw or ever will see* — Jerfm Ruskin’s “Modern Painters.” Fesr 17 ye*ars this author fought the battles of the maltreated art' ist, and after, in poverty and broken beartedness, the painter tad died anel the public tried to undo their cruelties toward him by giving him a big funeral aud burial in St. Paul’s cathe dral his old time friend took out of a tin box 19,000 pieces of paper containing draw ings by the old painter, and through many weary and uncompensated months assorted and arranged them feir public observation. Pee»ple say John Ruskin in his old days is e-roes, misanthropic aud morbid onght not to eay that he onght not to say between now anel his death he will leave this world insolvent as far as it has any e a- pacity to pay this author’s pen fejr its chivalric and Christian defense of a pexjr painte r’s pencil. John Ruskin for William Turner. Bloexl for bloexl. Sub stitution! What an exalting principle this which leads eme* to suff.v for anothe r! Noth: vg SPMI The leading liniment of the age, rapidly cures Rheumatism, Neuralgia and all pains. For Cuts, Sores, Burns, Sprains and Bruises it is invaluable. SALVATION OIL should be in every house, it costs only 25 cents, insist on getting it. Take no other. Cbm LANGE’S PLUGS. The Great Tobacco Antidote. 10c. Dealers or maU.A.C.Mever & Co .Bano .Nd. We are beter prepared than ever to — —^ SAVE OUR CUSTOMERS MONEY on Drugs, Paints, Oil, Glass, etc. Also a full line of School Miscellanies. We give a special discount to Teachers, and can sell you books as cheap as • anywhere in the United States. Parties buying in large quantities for schools will also receive a discount if all are bought together. Our Line of—— PICTURE * trickled or poured from the brow, aud i postponing the* marriage day, start out the side, and the bands, and the feet of the illustrious suLcu r, back of Jerusa lem, in a few hours coagulated and dried up and forever disappeared, and if man laid depended on the application of the literal blood of Christ there would not have been a soul saved for the last 18 centuries. In order to understand this ml word of iny text we only have to exercise as much common sense in religion as wc do in everything else. Pang for pang, hunger for hunger, fatigue* for fatigue, tear for tear, blood for blood, life for life, we see every day illustrated. The act of substitution is no novelty, al- into the probabilities of never coming back: For the country they died. Life for life. Blood for blood. Substitution! Life For Life. But we need not go so far. What is that monument in Greenwood? It is to the doctor- who It 11 in the southern ep idemics. Why go? Were there not enough sick to lx* attended in these northern latitudes? Oh, yes! But the doctor puts a few medical books in his valise, aud some vials of medicine, and leaves his patients here in the hands of other phy sicians and tak< s the rail train. B< fore he gets to the infteted i< gious lie passes crowded rail trains, regular aud extra. though I hear men talk as though the taking the flying and affrighted popuia- idea cf Christ’s suffering substituted for tions H ,. ar * r j vos j n a c jt y over which u our suffering were something abnormal, something distressingly odd, something X wildly eccentric, a solitary episode 111 the world’s history—when I could take you out into this city and before sun down point yon to five hundred cases of substitution and voluntary suffering of one in behalf of another. Overwork. At 2 o’clock tomorrow afternoon gc among the places cf business or toil. It will be no difficult thing for yon to find men who by their looks show you that they aro overworked. They are prema turely old. They are hastening rapidly toward their decease. They have gone through crises in business that shattered their nervous system and pulled on the brain. They have a shortness of breath and a pain in the baek of the head and at night an insomnia that alarms tlx m. Why are they drudging at business early aud late? For fun? No. It would lx difficult to extract any amusement out of t! "t cjhrustiou. Because they are avaricious? In many eases no. Bs cause their own personal expenses are lavish: No. A few hundred dollars would meet all their wants. The simple fact is tlx man is enduring all that fatigue and ex asperation and wear and tear to kc< p his home prosperous. Tlx n* is an in ’is- | ible line reaching from that store, In :;i that bank, from that shop, from that scaffolding, to a quiet scent* a few blocks away, a few mil^s away. And tkvij n | the secret of that business enunrancr. He is simply the champion of a home stead for which he wins bread and ward robe and education and prosperity, and in such battle 10,000 men fall. Often business men whem 1 bury uiix die of overwork for others. Sons sudden d-is- j ease finds them with no power of h sist- ance, and they are gone. Life* for lift Blood for blood. Hvtlstituticn! At 1 o’clock tomorrow morning, the hour when slumber is most uninter rupted and most profound, walk amid the dwelling houses of the city. Hire and there* you w ill find a dim light lx*- c^use it is the house hold eust( m to 1:< q a subdued light burning, but most of the houses from base to top are a* dark as though uninhabited. A merciful God has sent forth the archangel of sleep, and Ire puts his wings over the c ity. But yonder is a clear light burning, and outside on the window casement is a glass or pitcher containing food for a sick child. The fcxxl is :et in tlx fresh air. This is the sixth night that mother has sat up with that sufferer. HJx- has to tlx* last point ol eyed the physic inn’s presi riptiou, not giving a drop fexj much or too little ora moment too sixm or too late. fc*ho is ve ry anxious, for she has buried three < hildren with the same disease, aud she prays aud weeps, each prayer and sob ending with a kiss of the pale cheek. By dint of kindness she gets the little one through the ordeal. After it is all over tlx* mother is taken down. Brain or nervous fever sets in, and one* day she leaves the convalescent child with a mother’s blessing and g'oes up to join the three in the k'ngdom of heaven. Life for life! Hubstitution! Tlx fac t is that there arc an uncounted number of mothers who, afte r they have navigated a large family of children tbr< ogh all the* diseases <rf infancy and ge t thorn fairly started up the flowc ring slope erf boyhood and girlhood have only streaglh enough left to die. They fade* away. Home call it consumption. Borne e-all if nervous prostration. S< me call it in termittent or malarial indisposition. But I oull it martyrdom erf the dome sfic circle. Life for life. Blexxl for blexxl. Hubstitution! SulMtitutlou. Or perhaps the mother liuge-rs long enough to sec* a son get on the wrong road, und his fdmer kindness bfcor.xs rough reply when she expresses anxiety great horror is broexling. He g«x*s from couch to couch, feeling erf the pulse and studying symptoms and pre se-ribing day after day, night afte r night, until a fed- low physician says: “Doctor, you had bette r go liejme anel rest. You lexik mis- eraUe. ” But Ik* cannot rest while* so many are suffering. On and on until some morning finds him in a delirium, in which he talks of home, and then rises and says he must go and look alter those patients. He is told to lie down, but he fights his atte-udants until lie | falls back and is weaker and weaker, and dies for people with whom ho had no kinship, and far away from his own family, and is hastily put away in a stranger’s t< mb, and only the fifth part of a newspaper line tells us of his sacri- , fice—his name just mentioned among five. Yet he lias touched the farthest height of sublimity in that three* week.; of humanitarian service*. He gexs straight as an arrow to the bosom of him who said, “I was sick, ami ye* vis- itidn.c.’’ L'fc for lift*. Blood for blexxl. feubstitution! In the legal j refession I se-e the same principle < f self - sac rific e'. In 184<) Wil liam Frt rmau, a ] auperized anel idiotic negro, was at Auburn, N. Y., cm trial for min'd'. 1. He bad slain the entire Van Ne st family. The foaming wrath c4 tliv (fltuuittnity could be* kept off him only by rimed -tables. Who would vg’/^o ej to lx- his counsel? No att< ■; hey v.v.iilcu to sacrifice lii* - popularity by such an ungrate frl task. All were i ilent save* one—a young lawyer with fe e ble vein that could hardly lx heard outside the bar, pale and thin and awkward. It was WaUiam II. Be wawl, who saw that the prise new was idiotic and irresponsi ble* and ought to be put in an asylum rather than put to death, the heroic: counsel uttering these beautiful words: “I speak now in the hearing erf a peo ple who have pre*judged prisoner and e*(.ix!emnid me for ple ading in his. bo- half. He is a convict, a pauper, am gro, without intellect, sense or e motion. My child wjth an affectionate smile*disarms my «ur**we>m fae-e of its frow n whe ne ver I cross my threshold. The beggar in the stree t oblige s me to give* lx*cause be says, ‘God bless you!’ as I pass. My dog caresses me with fondness if I will but smile on him. My Deem* recognizes me when I fill his manger. What re ward, what gratitude, what sympathy aud af- fccticu can I expect he re? Tlx*re the* prisoner sits. Look at him. L< ok at the* asst mb!: around von. Liste n to their ill suppressed ee-nsures anel tlx ir e xe*it( d fears and t< 11 me* v. he*r<* among my neigh bors or my fe llow men, where eve n in his lx art I c an expect to find u senti meut, a thought, not to say erf reward or of acknowledgment, or even of i<-e*cg- nition? Gentlemen, you may think erf this evidence what you please*, bring in what verdict you can, but I asse verate before ix-ave-ti and you that, to the* be'st of my knowledge* anel be lie f, the prise ne r at the* bar eiex*s uerf at this moment know why it is that my shadow falls on you instead of his own.” Tlx* galletws got its victim, but the post mortem examination of the poor creature' showe d to all tlx* Kurge*ejus aud t<< »11 tlx* world that the public was wrong, rtiat William H. Seward was vigin rmd thst hard, stony ste*p of ob- hxpjy m.Wh Auburn court re x«n was the first sTqr erf the stairs of fame up which he went to the top, or to within one step <rf tlx top, that last denied him through me. Ix ry <rf American politics. I^^^iyt#*u4'lin:e r w as e ve r seen in an Amerffau courtroom than William H. Seward, without reward, standing be tween the tury < 1 the* populace* and the loathsome imbecile. Substitution! A FttiuU-r's VrtK-il. tyjU^rc aim ef the lint* arts there ; waAu- ic markable an instance*. A bril- 4 *ib<Art him. But she goe s right on, look- j hunt but hypereritie ised painter, Joseph so kindles eutliPsiasm or awakens elo quence or chimes pex*tic canto or moves nations. The principle is the dominant one in our religion—Christ the martyr, Christ the celestial hero, Christ the defender, Christ the substitute. No ne*w’ principle, for it was as old as hu man nature, but now on a grander, wider, higher, deeper and meire world resounding scale The shepherd boy as a champion for Israel with a sling top pled the giant of Philistine Ifaggadex io in the dust, but here is another David, w ho, for all the* armies of churches mil itant and triumphant, hurls the Goliath of perdition into defeat, the e rash of his brazen armor like* an explosion at Hell Gate. Abraham had at God’s com mand agrec*d to sacrifice bis son Isaac, and the* same God just in time had pro vided a ram of the thii be t as a substi tute. But here is uuothc r Isaac bound to the altar, and no hand arrests the sharp edge s of laceration and eleatj*. and iho universe* shivers aud ejuakes md recoils and groans at the horror. Furi*aLlug m Throac. All good men have for centuries been trying to tell whom this substitute was like*, and every comparison, inspired and uninspired, evangelistic, prophetic, ujiostolic and human falls sheirt, for Christ was the Great Unlike. Adam a type* erf Christ, be*cause he came directly freunGod; Noah a type erf Christ, be cause he delivered his own family from the eieluge; Melchisedec a type of Christ, because he had no predecessor or successor; Joseph a type of Christ, be- | cause* lie was cast out by his bre*thre*n; Moses a type* of Christ, because lx* was a deliverer from bondage*; Ham son a type of Christ, because cf his stre ugth to slay the lions anel carry off tlx* iron 1 gates of impossibility; Solomon a type ; of Christ in the affluence of his domin- | ion; Jonah a type of Christ, because erf ; the stormy sea in which he threw him- self for the rescue of others. But put to- 1 ge t her Aelamanel Noah anel Melchisedec | and Joseph and Moses and Joshua and ! Humsou anel Holomon and Jonah, anel they would not make a fragment erf - a Christ, a quait- r of a Christ, the half erf a Chri' t or the millionth part erf ■ Chrirf. lie forsook a throne anel sat down e;n his own footstool. He came* fre m tlx top of glory to the bottom of humilia te n and change d a circumference* se raphic for a eireumfere nee diabolic. Once* waite d on by ange ls, now hissed at by brigands. From afar and high up he came down; past metiers swifte*r than they; ly starry thrones, himself uxre' lustrous; past larger worlds to smaller worlds; down stairs cf iirma- ux nts, and fre m cloud to cloud and through tree tops and into the camel’s stall, to thrust his shoulde r unde-r <jur burdens and take the lances erf pain tlm ugh his vitals, and wrapped himse lf hi all tlx* ftgenie s which v.e* deserve* for our misdoings and stoexlontbe* splitting decks < f a foundering vessel amid the dri uching surf e f the sea and passe d midnights on tlx* mountains amid wild beasts erf prey aud ste e d at the print where* all earthly and infernal heistilitie s eh urged e n him at < nee with their kee n sale—odr substitute! Whe n did attorney ever endure: so much for a paupe r client or physician feir the* patient in the lazaretto or mother for the* ehilel in membranous croup, as Christ for us, as Christ for you, as Christ for me? Hliull any mail or w oman eir child in this audience who has ever suffered fe<r anothe r find it hard tei un- de rstand this Christly suffering for us: Shall I hose : w heist? sympathies have been w rung in be half of the unfortunate have no appmrfatie 11 of that one* uioux-ut which was lilte*d out of all the age s of eternity as most conspicuous, when Christ gathered up all the sins of those ! to be re dee med under his one arm, and all his sorrowr under his other arm am! said: “I will atone for these* under my right arm and v ill heal all those under my left aim. Htrike me with all thy glittering shafts, O eternal justice! Rollover me* with all thy surges.ye oceans of sorrow!” Aud the thundcr- berfts strue*k h ui from above, ami tlx* seas of trouble* reilleel up fre 111 bene ath, hurricane* alte*r hurricane and e*y#dom* alter e-yclouc, and tlx 11 anel there 111 presence of heaven and e arth aqd hell— ye*a, all worlds witne ssing—the price, I the* bitter price, tlx* transcendent price, the 1 awful prie e, the glorious price, the infinite price.*, the e te rnal price, was paid that serfs us free*. Light €iu the ejuwrtiou. That is what Paul means; that is What I mean; that is what all those chauteau, the w*alls dented and scrate hed and broken and shattered by grape-shot and cannon ball. The re* is the well in which 800 dying and deael were pitched. There is tlx* chapel with the head of tho infant Christ shot off. There art* the gates at which for many hours English and French armies wrestled. Yonder were the: 100 guns of the Eng lish and the 250 guns erf the French. Yonder the Hanove rian hussars fleel for the woexls. Yonder was the ravine of Ohaiu, where the French cavalry, not knowing there was a hollow in the ground, rolled over and down, troop after troop, tumbling into one awful mass of suffering, hoof of kicking horses against brow and breast of captains and Colonels anel private soldiers, the human and the' be*astly groan kept up until the day alte r all was shove led under because of the malexlor arising ia that hot month of June*. The Lioa and Hie Lauit>. “There*,” said our guide, “the high land regiments lay down on their faces waiting for the mome nt to spring upon the foe. In that orchard 2,600 men were cut to pie ces. Hen* stexxl Wellington, with white lips, and up that knoll rodo Marshal Ney on his sixth horse, live ^ having been shot under him. Here the ranks of the Fn nch broke, and Marshal Ney, with his Lexrf slashed of a sword, j and his hat off - , and his face covered | with powder and blood, trie d to rally j his trexips as he cried, ’Come aud see bow a marshal of France dies on the battlefield!’ From yonder direction Grouchy was e*xpt cte*d for the French re- cnforcemeut, but he came not. Around those woods Blucher was looke d for to re-enforce the English, and just in time he came up. Yonder is the field where Napoleon stexxl, his arm through the reins of the horse’s bridle, dazed aud insane, trying to go back.” Beene* from a battle that went on from 25 minutes to 12 o’clock, on the 18th of June, until 4 o’clock, when the English seemed de feated, and their commander cried out: “Boys, can you think of giving way? Re member old England!” And tho tide tuffii d, and at 8 o'clock in the evening : the man of destiny, who was called by . bis troops Olel Two Hundred Thousand, ! turne d away with broken heart, and the fate of ce nturies was decided. No wonde r a gre at mound has been j rear d there Lundre ds of fee t high—a mound at the e xpense of millions of dol- : lur.* and many yvars in rising—and on J the tep is the gre at Belgian liem of j bre uzt, and a grand olel lion it is. But ; our gre at Waterlex) was in Pale*stine*. 1 Thi-iv came a day when all Ix*ll rexle ; up, leel by Apollyeju, and the* Captain erf j our salvation confronted them uktne, the Rider ejn the white horse of the Aperalpys*' going out against the: black horse cavalry of death, and the bat- talie 11s of the de me.niac, and the* myr- | mfelonsof darkix*ss. From 1'2 o'clock at noon to 8 o’clex-k in the* afternoon the gre at<*st battle of tlx* universe went on. ! Eternal destinies were bi ing decide-u. I All the arrows cf he ll pierce d cur Chief- | tain, aud tlx* battle axes struck him un til brow anel cheek anel shoulder aud hand anel fexrf v.e re incarnadined with oozing life, but he fejught ejn until ix gave a final stroke, and the* e*emmuuder 111 chief of 1x11 and all his forces fell back in e:ve rlusting ruin, and tlx* vie- I tory is ours. And on the uxmixl that celebrates tlm triumph we plant this day twe» iigures, not in bremze' or iron or sculpture el marble*, but two figures of ; living light, the' lion of Judah’s tribe aud the Lamb that was slain. is complete, and the largest ever brought to are prepared to furnish any kind of frames workmanship pictures. Gaffney, with as as can be had anywhere. Bring on We good vour Our Prescription Department is filled with the purest and freshest Drugs and Chemicals, and we have a licensed Pharmacist in charge who will take pleasure in compounding all prescriptions brought to us. 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