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Calm age Sermon By Rev. Frank De Witt Talmage, O.O. »■ « Los Angoles. Cal., May 13.—In this ftertuon the preacher records his ob servations during a tour of the wrecked city of San Francisco after the disaster and draws some timely lessons from the experience. The text is Psalm civ, 82, ‘'He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth; he toucheth the hills, and they smoke.” Yes, I have been to San Francisco. I have felt the earth heaving beneath my feet. With my own eyes I have seen the blackened, smoking ruins. I have walked under the tottering walls. I have heard the exploding dynamite razing the ruins to the ground. Some people said I could not get into the city If I went there, and some said I might be able to get into the city, but if I did I would certainly be put to work cleaning the streets and piling up bricks. And some people said that if I got into the city I would be quaran tined and not be allowed to come out because the smallpox was raging there. And some people said I would get kill ed by the falling walls If I entered the burned district. And some said I would have to drink water out of the broken •ewers and get typhoid fever if I ever entered the ruined city. What some people said of course did not happen. King Solomon understood this fact thousands of years ago when he wrote the proverb, “He that observeth the wind shall not sow.” The man who •imply goes ahead doing bis work as •God gives it to him to do will accom plish that work. And the man who is always looking for obstacles and dan gers ahead will find these obstacles by the hundreds and thousands if he will only turn his timid ears and listen to what other people may say. Obstacle* May Be Overcome. Obstacles ahead always have Im pressed me like the steady stream of wagons and carriages and automobiles and electric cars which go rumbling down Broutlway, in New York city. Jhe average countryman who goes to the great metropolis for the first time •tope at the curbstone and looks on that steady line of vehicles In amaze ment. He stands on the curbstone, as I have often seen him stand, waiting for a cessation of those revolving wheels; hut, like Tennyson’s brook, men may come and men may go, but the vehicles of Broadway, New York, eeem to go on forever. Not thus does the old New Y'orker do. He wants to -croM Broadway. He does not hesitate half a minute at the curbstone. He steps out into the street at once. He dodges this way; ^he runs that way; he grips hold of the bridle of a horse here, and In a few seconds he is over the street. That is the way I got into San Francisco, only a few days after It was burned. People said I could not get in, but I went ahead. I dodged this way; I pushed that way; I shoved a little here ahd begged farther on un til I not only crossed the ferry, but by Monday night following that catastro phe I had tramped over every nook and corner of the burned district. From the encampments In Golden Gate park Into the burned out district of old Chinatown I went. Thus I am able today to render an account of my visit and teach a few gospel leuons from the •‘bright side of an earth quake.” <<Tke Bright Side of an Rarthqaake.” “Oh,” you say, “there Is no need of talking about the ‘bright side of an •arthquake’ unless you are going to talk about the lurid flames which, with their famished tongues, licked up near ly ten square miles of as fine buildings as any city ever had. Three hundred million dollars' worth of property was certainly destroyed. A friend of mine, on the morning that San Francisco burned, was coming from Honolulu. Away off at sea they saw the black ened clouds. They could not make out wftat was the matter. Nearer and nearer they came, until suddenly some one cried out, “San Francisco Is burn ing!” Then as they came nearer and they saw the awful flames In their work of death no one spoke. All was •Hence except the surging of the waters as the prow of the boat cut throagh them, and the steady panting and puff, puff, puff of the machinery. Oh, do not talk to me about the bright side of an earthquake! Is there a bright side to Dante’s inferno? Is there a bright side to streets strewn with corpses? Amid the ruins which you saw there must have been hun- ttreds of unknown dead. Talk about the agonies and the tears and the wrecked fortunes of this holocaust If you will, but not about Its bright side.” Yes, my friend, 1 am going to tall; about the bright side of this earth quake even against your protest. For In all my tramplngs about this ruined town, and In my Intercourse with these noble people, I found more bright ness than sorrow, more Joy and con gratulations than heart sobs and com plaints. This is why I have taken for k my subject the sunrise of the morning, Instead of the dark eclipse. Hot One Complaint. The most natural course for me to pursue, in the first place, Is to tell you that from Jie moment I put my foot Into San Francisco to the time that-* ■tepped aboard the ferry to start back tor Oakland I did not find one tear or one complaint from all the multitude of people I saw and conversed with. And when I speak thus ren 'ruber tha‘ I am not lu the least mitilfying the awful ravages of this earthquake. If you have been to New York and could Imagine a fire starting at Forty-second street, burning clear on down to the Battery and sweeping away every ho tel, every palace of Fifth avenue, ev ery store and factory and office build ing and leaving practically nothing standing, you can imagine what this fire desolation means. Of course New York Is a larger city than San Fran cisco, but the proportions I have drawn are about the same. Now, all through these burned districts, all through the parks where the homeless are encamp ed, all through the resident regions where the homes are still standing, I saw not one wet eye nor one face de noting sorrow. Yes, I misspoke my self. I did fiad one woman seemingly In tears. I turned to a physician lu charge of this district and said, “That is the only person I have seen crying In all this city.” He replied: “Yes; but she Is not crying for the loss of proper ty. She is recovering from an attack of epilepsy, and she would have had this attack whether San Francisco burned or did not burn." Cheerfulness Amid Rains. Now, what is the great practical gos pel deduction of this universal cheer fulness and thankfulness which I saw amid the smoldering ruins of San Fran cisco? It Is this: Most of the things you and I complain about are not In the least essential to true happiness. Let a man come home from business and find his dinner late and there Is no end of grumbling. Of course, I do not allude to your home, but to your neigh bor’s. On account of the' late dinner the business man growls at the cook, and he growls at his wife, and he growls at the children, and he growls at everything. Let a man lose a few thousand dollars In a business deal and he is on the verge of nervous col lapse and feels that he Is heading to ward the poorhouse. Let a man have an attack of Indigestion and pessimism will find one of its best disciples to preach the doctrine of “total deprav ity” and to tell how the whole human race is going to complete destruction. But let a man be caught In a San Francisco earthquake and tossed about like a shuttlecock; then let the fire start and make him run like a hunted rabbit; let him be compelled to sleep out of doors, without a blanket or a covering, for two nights; then let his home and store and all his Investments barn up; then, instead of going around with lugubrious countenance, he will meet you with a smile upon his lips and say: "Thank God, I am alive! Thank God, my wife and children are alive! Thank God, we are all well and are together!” The simple fact Is some of us are complaining today not because we have too many troubles, but because we have too few troubles. In all the great city of San Francisco, amid Its ruins and its tents, its parks and its homes still standing, I saw not one aad face nor heard one complaint. The ‘Thank Gods” rendered every where had the most marvelous intona tion I ever heard. May God help us to be grateful for his mercy and kindness In our little troubles, as Ban Francisco grateful to him amid the ruins of her best streets and her finest proper ties. A Clean City. The second great fact which I heard amid those smoldering ruins was that when the better element of a city want It to be morally clean that city in stantly becomes clean and the bad ele ment runs to cover as quickly as the tigers and the Jackals flee to the Jun gles and as the prairie dogs’ tails dis appear into their holes at the hunter’s approach. When the buildings of San Francisco fell as flat as the walls of Jericho at the blast of the ram’s horn then San Francisco arose In her moral and spiritual strength. San Francisco was never as free from sin as on the first few nights following the awful conflagration. No sooner did those huge office build ings and apartment houses and mam moth hotels tremble and totter in the grip of that horrible earthquake like an aspen leaf shaken in the winds than at once the thieves and the robbers and the libertines and the ghouls of the night clapped their hands and began to cry: “Aha! Now’ for our harvest! All the wealth of San Francisco Is lying where our hands can clutch 1J.” But these thieves and robbers con gratulated themselves too soon. No sooner did these moral lepers start to loot than at once the soldier# rifle* shot them down like mad dogs. No sooner did they try to enter the tum bled down stores and pick up the gold from amid those ruins than they were halted at the point of the bayonet. It was only necessary to kill half a dozen of the miscreants. Then these coward ly marauders—for they are always cowardly at heart—crouched in fear and begged for mercy and ran away from San Francisco by scores and hun dreds to find safer quarters in other towns where Justice was not so quick* ly dealt out A Safe City. Thus as I kept walking up and down those streets, where I felt as safe as & little child would feel In his mother’s arms, I kept saying to myself: “With the fallen walls of San Francisco as an object lesson why will other cities any longer trifle with evil doers? Why will a city like Chicago allow the holdup men to prowl about Its back alleys? Why will they allow the lecherous hands of Its ruffians to stretch forth and destroy Its fairest and purest wo men? Why will we not do as Diaz did to the capital of Mexico and as San Francisco is doing today? Why will we not make it a capital punishment tor any man to put the pistol of a highwayman to our foreheads and de mand our money? Why will we also not make it a capital punishment for any man to try to destroy the purity and saersdness of the home?” If the holdup crimes were dealt with as lup quickly and as severely in our eastern cities as they are today in the Pacific metropolis our streets would not only be safe, but the women—our wives and mothers and sisters and daughters— would be able to walk out at any time and be held as sacred as they are by our own firesides. But the quiek cessation of robbery and theft In San Francisco was not the only lesson of good government to be learned amid those smoking ruins. The new laws or the martial laws not only declared, “Thou shall not steal,” but they also affirmed, “Thou shalt not be an extortioner,” and “Thou shalt not take an unfair advantage of the weak ness*^ of thy neighbors,” for Just as the murderers and the thieves were ready to loot their victims at the point of the pistol the extortioners were ready to squeeze the lifeblood out of their victims If they could do so in a legal way. “How?” you ask. Well, lefus for a moment picture ourselves In this burn ed city. The flames in the business portion seem to be everywhere. The water pipes-and the gas pipes and the electric wires are broken. The escap ing gas has been ignited by the live wires. The fire engines are helpless, for the water supply Is gone. The flames are creeping nearer and nearer to your house. You rush forth fran tically to hunt up an expressman. “How much?” you ask. “Will you carry my trunks out of the reach of danger?" “Give me fifty or a hundred dollars,” Is the answer. “Can’t you do it for less?” “No,” he says; “there arf only a few wagons, and we can get any price we ask.” Or the flames have burned themselves out and there are only a few bakery stores left. You enter one and ask for bread. “How much Is a loaf?” “One dollar,” says the baker. “Can’t you sell the bread for less?" “No. I can raise my price, and instead of getting 5 cents a loaf I am going to get a dollar.” This was the condition confronting the people of San Francisco during and immediately after the conflagration. Now what happened? Why, General Funston sent forth orders some'hing like this: “If any man who has a horse and wagon is found overcharging confiscate his wagon and horse. If any man who owns a bakery store is found over charging take away his store and drive him out from behind the counter." Thus we find that In the darkest days of the San Francisco horror the baker was not allowed to charge more than an honest, fair price for his bread nor the expressman to overcharge for his vehicles. The extortionist was not then permitted to fatten upon the lifeblood of his neighbors. But there was stfl 1 another fact which wonderfully Impressed me amid those ruins. Though there were some mean and contemptible people living In San Francisco, as there are mean and contemptible people living In all cities, yet the vast nfajorlty were no ble in heart and deed and were ready to go forth and help those who could not help themselves. No man could appreciate this self sacrifice so much as the outsiders who came to San Francisco during the first few days after the city had been burned out I went from feeding station to feeding station. There I fonnd men and wom en standing In line awaiting their turn. ‘Hiey were there by the scores, by the hundreds and the thousands. Some of these men and women were dressed in the garments of wealth. Some had on Persian lamb coats. Some wore seal skin sacks. Behind them were those who were dressed in the clothes of the humble laborer. They all were equals now. Their money was gone In many cases. They had lost their all and could lose no more. “But who are these people whe are distributing the food and the clothing?” I asked again and again. “Who are these men who are running the automobiles and car rying the sick to the hospitals and looking after the city?” “They are the men who, like ourselves, have lost ail,” would come back the answer. Like us, when they want food, they take their places in line to get it, but as soon as they are fed they go on the relief com mittees. If they have houses still standing they open them to take in the homeless. It was the grandest sight I ever saw. Having lost their all, there were thousands upon thousands who not only suffered in silence, but at the same time gave their substance and energy to care for others. This help was not given by people of only one social station, but of all stations. The aristocrat was there working side by side with the plebeian, the college grad uate with the illiterate man. There they were all working side by side to help each other. But I cannot close without one other word of congratulation as well as of warning. No sooner did the cry of help come from the burning city than at once clothing and breadstuffs came pouring In. Within a few hours Sacra mento sent her donations. Then came Los Angeles with her carloads. Then the Portland and the Denver trains filled with food supplies came rolling In, while off in the distance we could hear the revolving wheels of trains coming from cities of the far eaat. San Francisco would have starved to death had not this help come. And so plentifully did It come that I believe there was not a hungry man, woman or child in all the city when I was there. By the beneficent contributions of her sister cities San Francisco was not only fed, but well fed. So impress ed was I with this fact that, though I had In my pocket some money given to me to distribute to the sufferers, I found no one hungry and no one na ked. Now, what did I do? I said to my self: “San Francisco is having a hard time now, but the hardest time will be those days that are ahead. In a few weeks this free distribution of food and clothing will stop. Then the labor ers will go to work, and there win be plenty at work for every ablebodied man who can work in the streets or at other manual labor. Then the hard pinch is to come. It will come to the widow and the old folks who cannot work with their hands. It will come to the boarding bouse keeper and to the young girls and the invalids.” Then I | took some of that money and gave it to the San Francisco pastors and said: ‘‘You distribute this money to the suf fering poor of the household of faith. Do not distribute It now. but within a few weeks. Then It will be sorely needed. Within five weeks there will be u hundred sufferers In San Fran cisco where there are only ten now." Thus I beg and Implore the big hearted people of these United States not to halt In their contributions for the San Francisco sufferers. Do not feel be cause you have tided them over the first few days that this Is all the help that will be needed. As I was riding home in the train a gentleman said to me: “There have been more fortunes lost In this fire than have ever existed. I know of a dozen men who claim they had lost thousands, yet who I know never had a dollar In the bank.” Thus when a Are starts like this there are scores of men v ho come around begging for bread, claiming that they are refugees from San Francisco and have been thrown out of work and lost their all. The simple fact Is they were tramps before the fire, they always have been tramps and always will be tramps. But be cause we are now and again Imposed upon by bad men let us not refuse to help the thousands and the hufidreds of thousands who are needy and who always have doue right and who will try to do right in the future* if we only put them on their feet at the present time. But the earthquake has disclosed a bright side In still another sense. Sad was It to hear the awful news of the suffering. But no sooner did the news come than all - over the land our churches and our people went to work. Our children gave. Fathers and moth ers and sisters and brothers all gave. The churches were turned Into receiv ing stations. And some men and wo men who never knew what It was to help ar jther turned In and went to work. Ihen, strange to say, not only did our work bring happiness to oth ers, but our sacrifices have brought bapph ess to ourselves. Aa we worked and It bo red for others we found the Chris Joy, the heavenly Joy, coming to oi’ selves. In giving our lives for other we felt the rewards In our own heart * a hundredfold. May we con tinue, with God’s help, to find a gos pel joy In helping the sufferers lix our cities. May we continue to be food for the hungry, clothes for the naked, medicine for the sick and homes for the homeless. Then not only will we bless others, but Christ will smile upon us his divine benediction, as he has doue for so many during the past few days as we la!>ored for the San Francisco sufferers. [Copyright, 1906. by Louts Klopsch.} Presiding In the Honse. Major McDowell, clerk of the house of representatives In Washington, was ^approached by a young member who \vas perplexed as to what he should do if called upon to preside temporarily. “Well,” said McDowell, “when I was a member of that body of scamps an old member came to me to post me as to what I should do when I was called upon to preside. ‘Before you do any thing,’ he told me, ‘go into the wood shed and practice making a noise with a mallet. When you’ve learned how to make more noise with that mallet than all the members of the house talk ing at the same time you’ve got the secret of presiding over the house down fine.’ ‘Now, suppose somebody asks a parliamentary question you can’t an swer, what must you do?’ ‘Pound your desk so hard nobody can hear and yell for help. By the time the house Is in order Asher Hinds will be at your el bow to tell you what to do. Then ask the member to repeat the question and answer it as If that was the first time you had heard it.’ ” HU Final Realism. Never was the delirium of alcoholism more vividly represented than It was recently in the little rural theater of Nemours. It was depicted lu all its spasms of hideous torture by M. Chi rac, a confirmed Inebriate, but known to many playgoers- of Paris, because a few years ago he was an actor of some repute. As the hideous depicter of the drunkard at Nemours he won the un stinted applause of every one In the theater. In the excitement of It wom en fainted and men grew pale. As the actor was carried off the stage at the end of the fearful scene men and women all over the house rose to their feet and cheered. A few minutes latec a hush fell over the little theater when the announcement was made from the stage that M. Chirac had died In the spasms and that the play was at an end. Then for the first time the audi ence realized that M. Chirac was not acting when he had represented the drunkard. He was actually in the con vulsions preceding death from alco holism.—Argonaut. . An “Exclamatory” Ailment. A colored man In the employ of Rep resentative James D. Richardson of Tennessee was detailing to a friend the particulars of a relative’s Illness, when, according to the congressman, the following dialogue ensued between the two darkles: “Yes. sirree!” exclaimed the negro first referred to. “Mose is sure a sick man. He’s got exclamatory rheuma tism.” "You mean Inflammatory rheuma tism,” explained the better Informed colored-man. “De word ‘exclamatory’ means to yell.” “Yes, sir, I knows It does,”* quickly responded the other in a tone of de cided conviction, “and dat’s Jest what de trouble Is—de man Jest yells all de time.”—Success Magazine: Women as Weil as Men Are Made Miserable by Kidney Trouble. (rt: > Kidney trouble pjreys upon the mlr.d, dis courages and lessens ambition; beauty, vigor and cheerfulness soon disappear when the kid neys are out of order or diseased. Kidney trouble has become so prevalent that it Is not uncommon for a child to be born ^ afflicted with weak kid neys. If the child urin ates too often, if rhe urine scalds the flesh or if, when the child reaches an age when it should be able to control the passage, it is yet afilicted with bed-wetting, depend upon it. the cause of the difficulty is kidney trouble, and the first step should be towards the treatment of these important organs. This unpleasant trouble is due to a diseased condition of the kidneys and bladder and not to a habit as most people suppose. Women as well as men are made mis erable with kidney and bladder trouble, and both need the same great remedy. The mild and the immediate effect of Swamp-Root is soon realized. It is sold by druggists, in fifty- -ent and one dollar izes. You may have a sample bottle by mail ree. also pamphlet tell- Bom* of swanp-Root. ng all about it, including many of the housands of testimonial letters received i rom sufferers cured. In writing Dr. Kilmer > c Co., Binghamton, N. Y., be sure and | icntion this paper. Don’t make any mistake, but re member the name, Swamp-Root, Dr Kilmer’s Swamp-Root, and the ad dress, Binghampton, N. Y., on even bottle. ANNOUNCEMENTS. Announcements placed In this col umn until the primary election for $5.00. All card* must be accompanied by the cash to Insure proper atten tion For the Senate. Believing that Cherokee county and South Carolina need the services of J. C. Otts, Esq., in the State Senate, we present hig name to the voters of Cherokee county, subjeoj to the Dem ocratic primary election. Tax Payer*. ’ I hereby announce hyself as a can didate for the office of State senator for Cherokee county, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. W. S. Hall, Jr. For Clerk. I hereby announce myself a candi date for Clerk of Court of Cherokee county, subject to the results of the Democratic primary. M. A. Sarratt I am a candidate for Clerk of Court of Cherokee county, subject to the Democratic urimary. Z. A. Robertson/ • With the consciousness of having performed the duties of the office of Clerk of Court in a faithful, efficient and economical manner, for the best interests of the county and to th^ sat isfaction of the public, and on tb* rec ord I have made as to merit and fit ness. I solicit the support of all the 'voter of the county, for re-election in the ensuing Democratic primary. Respectfully, J. Eb. Jefferies. I announce myself a candidate for Clerk of Court for Cherokee county, subject to the action of the Democrat ic primary. _ J. C. Hollis. For Probate Judge. I am a candidate for Probate Judge of Cherokee county, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. G. W. Speer. Thanking the voters of the county for their confidence reposed hi m© In the past, and feeling better qualified by experience in the office to dis charge the duties thereof. I hereby announce myself a candidate for re- eleiction to the office of Probate Judge for Cherokee county, subject, however, to the rules of the Democrat ic primary election. J. E. Webster. I announce myself a candidate tor the office of Probate Judge of Chero kee county, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. Will D. Thomas. For Coroner. I hereby announce myself a candi date for re-election to the office of Coroner, subject to the action of the Democratic primary. J. S. Vinesett. 7 * I hereby announce myself a candi date for Coroner, subject to the rule# of the Democratic primary. J. O. Tate. For Supervisor. 1 hereby announce myself a candi date tor Countv Supervisor subject to rules of the Democratic primary. E. Felix Lipscomb. The friends of J. V. Whelchel, rec ognizing the valuable services ren dered tM' him while supervisor of Cherokee county, hereby announce him as a candidate for that office, sub- Jc-' 1 to the rules of the' Democratic primary. I am a candidate for re-election to the office of County Supervisor, sub ject to the rules of the Democratic primary. _ Wm. Phillips. For Auditor. Having been assured by many friends and having a clear consctanoe of having fully performed the duties of Auditor of your county, I respect fully announce myself as a candidate for re-election to the office of Auditor, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary election. I feel grateful to my many friends and thanking them for former support I most kindly soli cit their support in the Present elec tion. I am, your humble servant, W. D. Camp. O. B. Daniel Is hereby announced as a candidate tor Auditor of Cherokee county, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. I hereby announce myself as a can didate for Auditor of Cherokee county, and will abide by the result of the Democratic primary. _ D. Both Hughes. Fop Sheriff. Profoundly grateful to the people of Cheroke« county for the honors they have already conferred on me, I an nounce myself a candidate for reflec tion to the office of Sheriff of Cherokee county and I promise to be govern- ©d by the result of the Democratic primary election. W. W. Thomas. Standing on my official record as an officer of the past and being assured by many friends of my satisfactory service*!, I hereby announce myself as a candidate for Sheriff of Cherokee county, subject to resultg of Demorcaf lc primary. A. L. Hallman. I hereto announce myself a candi date tor Sheriff of Cherokee county, subject to the rules of Democratic primary. R. J. FVxster. For Treasurer. I announce myself a candidate for re-election to the office of Treasurer of Cherokee county, subject to the Democratic primary. I take this oc casion to thank my friends for their unwavering loyalty, and point to my record in office to merit their continu ed support. W. Harrv Gooding. For Superintendent of Education. I hereby announce myseGf a candi date for re-election to the office of Superintendent of Education, and take this opportunity to thank the people most, kindly for the honors already conferred. I will abide bv the rules of the Democratic primary. J. L. Walker. i A Winner Brannon’s Ice Cream It costs us more to give our patrons Bran- rnon’s Cream than it would if we made our own Cream and conse quently our profit is smaller; but it is a satis faction to us to Jknow we [are giving you the best product that money can buy, Brannon’s Cream is favorably known all over South and North Carolina. If it were possible to get better Cream thanJBran- non’s, you can bank on it we would get it. Try Brannon’s Cream; if you are not delighted simply tell the boy to, charge it to the house. 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