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2 i!,i si & tion of worshipers from Sabbath to Sabbath what he sees in the faces of his people and he will tell you that he finds there most everything except that one thing which makes men anddestined women look as though they were pre paring to move among the amazing and marching sanctities of God. Be loved, pause a moment, "the place whereon thou standest is holy ground." When we approach God in that spirit of reverence and devotion which Moses manifested when God spoke to him from the burning bush such a deep impression will be made on our own lives that we shall not halt to ask concerning the manner of our going. We shall be so enthused that v\e shall go straightway and our ap peal to every man will not be in'vain. We are losing something from our worship and in consequence we are too often impotent when we should be strong. I would that we might be possessed, as our fathers were, by that spirit of worship and reverence which is the gateway into realms of grace and light. This near approach to God is not a relic of a prehistoric nor medieval age. It is not a relic of pagan superstition and darkness, [t is the dynamic of the Christian re ligion, and failing to possess it we shall have no more power to influence the lives of men than the lone rain drop has to turn the factory wheel. I like that picture of reverence which Robert Knowles draws in his "St. Cuthbert's." Men and women leave the sanctuary with a look upon their faces which only those can wear who have met and talked with God. Such men go out into the world to do and dare in the Master's cause and they always accomplish something in His name. Such men leave their impress on other lives because they have not an impoverished conception of God. And what shall be our message to these classes that are alien to the church'-' The spirit of heroism has not died out of the hearts of men. Even though it smoulders so low it cannot be seen it is still there. A spark of the divine is in every breast. It is the church's business to fan that spark till it flames and burns with a fervid heat. Let us, then, not make ouis a weak appeal. Challenge men on the ground of heroism. We are commissioned to lead you forth into a new land, but it is to be a land of strife where you aie to meet and con quer the moral Hittite and the spirit ual Jebusite. We do not lead you to realms where you may lay your head on your pillow at night secure in the thought that there are no more battles to fight. The church's challenge is not alone. "Ho, everyone that is athirst, come!" but there's is also the challenge to heroism, "Come, all ye who desire to give." "Ho, ye who be lies it is more blessed to give than to receive, come." I have never known of any man who ever amounted to much without making sacrifices. "If any man will come after me let him take up his cross and follow me," so said the Master, and that must be the true one of any appeal that strikes down deep into the hearts of man. "Men, I have not called you to pleasure," said Garibaldi, "If you go with me, you will not have an easy time, I cannot promise you wealth or comfort. No, I will call you to war, to long marches, to hunger and wear iness, to discomforts a thousand fold, to fighting, and even to death. Will you come with me on these terms for our county's sake?" That is the spirit in which the church must make her appeal to men. When we as a church come so close to God that ob truding thoughts of business and pleasure are shut out from our minds in these moments of worship, the divine voice of authority will come to us so clearly that we shall be impelled to leave all on the altar, and go into the world and challenge men to hero ism. We want iron in our blood. We want more of aggressiveness in our re ligion. I thoroughly believe in the church militant. We have a message to deliver, a mission to fulfill. Is there any reason why we should lie meekly down and surrender while the arch fiend of man's soul rides tri umphant over our prostrate forms? So long as we fight His fight the Godchurch of battles is with us. We must not be content to simply hold our own, we must push the fight. Instead of ask ing, as some men do, whether the church is needed any longer, I would propound the question, when has the church been more needed? This is an age when problems are crowding thick and fast upon us. There is need that the church bear calm witness to those facts and principles on which the hopes of humanity depend. Above all, we need an unswerving iaith to believe that the gospel of Jesus Christ is able to save to the ut termost that out of this struggle and strife the one king who will be victori ous is Jesus that the one throne that will stand then all the eons of eternity is the throne of Christ. There is but one way to cure the ills of men. Slowly but surely, all those who boldly went forth to cure the ills of men in other ways are coming back to the cross, seeing in it, and in it alone, the "Healing for the hurt of my people." If we have lost our "IMA h.Jt -^*-*-^-t THE faith, even to a small degree, let us in these moments of self examination take a fresh grip on the eternal verities, for surely our church is still to be the instrument in God's hand to make our fellow men see,North "what is the height and depth, and length and breadth of the love of God." We need a supreme faith. This com munity must be saved for the sake of those who long for the better days of the kingdom for the sake of those who believe that here the Lord is working out the supreme problem of the welfare of coming generations: for the sake of those who come here hun gry for the ideals which a true church should exalt. I make my appeal to you that you permit not our work to lag or halt, because I believe we have something to bequeath to this people. This com munity is not done with us, we are not done with it. Our forebears helped to found this church. We will try to direct its more effective work. The pioneers of '56 laid the corner stone. but we will raise the structure story on story and hope and pray that ours may be such an effective work that the kingdom cf our Christ shall speed ily be ushered in in mighty power. We cannot prove a failure if we are true to the past, faithful to the present and alert for the future. I am convinced that it is possible for us to make undreamt of additions to the energy and impact of our church's strength, but to do it we must walk along the paths of sacri ficial grace. When the power of our church becomes sacrificial, where she bears in her body the "marks of our Lord Jesus," you may be assured that the people will come together, and the church will move among the alienated classes with a fascinating constraint. Deep down in the hearts of men there are loving chords of kin ship ready to thrill and to respond to the royal note. But we shall fail dis mally in our attempts to bring har mony unless we enter into the experi ence and suffering of Christ and be come clothed with "the power of His resurrection." May it be our blessed lot to exhibit to this people the spec tacle of a church thoroughly "alive unto God a church quickened in moral perception, compassionate and, daring, presenting at all times in the name of Jesus the only remedy that has proved effective for tbp "healing of the nation." Sunday evening's services began with a song of praise, which was fol lowed by the reading of a poem writ ten by Mrs. O. C. Tarbox, Oneonta, New York, and received by the Dor cas society. A letter of greeting to members of the church from Dr. Tar box was then read to the congrega tion. The letter is hereunder repro duced: Oneonta, N. Y., July 14, 1906. To the Members of the First Congre gational Church and Society, Princeton, Minnesota. Greeting: Your kind invitation to be present at the celebration of the fiftieth anniversary of the church has been received by me and I thank you for the same. Nothing would give me greater pleasure, but unfor tunately the distance is too great, and my time too limited. Nothing, I re peat, would give me greater pleasure than to meet you all once more, and to grasp the hand of friendship, and to call up past days and events when I as one of you. The Congregational church of Princeton has had a checkered his tory of ups and downs, of bright and cloudy days, but I feel sure that its future is bright and promising. It has done a good work in the past, and it will do more successful work in the future. God has been with the church all these years, and will further bless you if you are faithful to His word and His promises. Pardon me if I speak from a personal standpoint in this letter, for, as my friend Mr. Rines used to say, I am in a reminiscent mood" tonight, and the memory calls up many persons and events connected with the church in years past and gone. I first became acquainted with Prince ton people, and the Congregational in particular, in the summer of 1880, 26 years ago this month. Fresh from college, I drove in from Elk River one day, with my father, hitched my horse in front of H. B. Covvles' old store on Main street, and went in to apply for the village school. H. B. Cowles, R. M. Neely and Chas. Keith then composed the school board. On coming out of the store, about the first thing that at tracted my attention was a large church across the street,large, I say, in proportion to the buildings of the village, and located on the most important business street. "That looks good," I thought, and speaks well for the place. There was a circus in town that daythe first circus in the history of the town, and I can recall the large attendance of out-of town people, many Indians included, all in holiday attire to witness the sights! Such was my introduction to Princeton, and in the fall, when I com menced my school work, I first at tended the Congregational church, as aurally I would, boarding with that ^i^W^^""l*lllillliMIII Y'lllllMIIBIIIlitllilIIWIiniiM||||[||l||||||||||l||li| old stand-by and pillar of the church, Mrs. Martha Hatch. Rev. David Henderson was the pastor, and I early made his acquaintance, and shared his companionship in the old Star hotel, where he boarded. Samuel Ross I never knew person ally, but I saw him once when an in valid. He died soon after. Some of the prominent members in those days were Mrs. Samuel Ross ("Aunt Margaret" so called) of sainted memory, Mrs. Olive R. Barker, Mrs. Martha Hatch, May Hatch. Mrs. Martha Rines, Mrs. Eliza Page, and Grandma Dimmick. No male resi dent members in those days can I remember. The Paynes I never knew, having moved away before my ar rival. It was hard work in those daj to keep the fire at the altar burning, the Sunday school and church attendance was irregular and not to be depended on, and interest flagged on many an occasion. Christian workers were few, and for the most part of the female sex, to whom the experience of building fires in the church, and ring ing the bell was not wholly unknown. In one respect, however, this church shone with a bright and resplendent light, i. e. in its pulpit talent. Lo cated in somewhat of a rough, lumber ing town, it was a missionary church, and for years was aided by the Home Missionary Society of Minnesota. In this way men of more than average ability were sent to Princeton. Rev. John Morley, state superintendent, was always a great friend of the Princeton church. What shall I say of the labors of these faithful men? Time will not suffice to speak of all, and to others I leave that task. Be it mine only to mention a few names and their work. PRINCETON UNION: THURSDAY, JULY 26, 1906. David Henderson was my friend, and probably no man, with the excep tion of my father, has had the in fluence over my life that he had, by his discourses and Christian example. A graduate of the university of Edin burg, he came to Princetonafter suc cessful pastorates in Gainesville, N. Y., East Saginaw, Mich., and other places. He was a great preacher, and could have filled city pulpits had he cared for city life. One of the great est lovers of nature, he was one of the deepest thinkers I have ever met, and could write and preach most beautiful, scholarly sermons that won him thethe praise of all. He went among the sick carrying comfort and joy to all, oftentimes bearing in his hands food and medicines to those in dire need. Well do I remember when diphtheria broke out in Blue Hill, in the Gal-those braith neighborhood, and this Good Samaritan walked on several occa sions the entire distance, in the coldest winter weather, carrying fooa and medicines in his hands to the hungry and the sick. In those days, if there was one thing that Princeotn people feared a little more than anything else on earth, it was a case of diphtheria, for we had no antitoxin to combat the enemy successfully. On many an oc casion like this he evinced practical Christianity. At his death in 1895 I came into possession of his "barrel" of sermons, and as fast as my means have allowed, it has been my pleasure to have them printed and scattered broadcast in the world. Many of you have received, from time to time, copies of these sermons, and they have been published in different re ligious papers, notably at Council Bluffs, Iowa, and Melrose, Maryland, generally with the statement that Mr. Henderson was formerly pastor of the first Congregational Church of Princeton, Minnesota. I speak of this, for you may receive inquiries about him from those who read his sermons. Many such letters have al ready been received by me. I am rejoiced that our present pastor, bear ing the same name, is proving himself a worthy successor. Another pastor whom I remember well, was Rev. Gerald Stanley Lee, who was or dained by this church. Rev. Twing, now president of West ern Reserve university, in Ohio, preached the ordination sermon. His pastorate, while not a long one, was successful, and he has since developed great talent as a critic, author and lecturer, and is very well known in the east. He was married a few years ago to Jennette Barbour, an authoress of note, who has written several popu lar novels under the name of "Jen nette Lee," and who is now professor of English literature in Smith college. I mention this for the information of those of you who formerly listened to him. Another worthy, successful pas tor was Rev. W. J. Warner, who came to us from New Richmond, Wisconsin. Through his initiative and sturdy efforts the church built the parson age and the C. E. society was organ ized. A revival blessed his efforts and quitei a number of earnest workers were added to the church. We could not keep this Christian worker long, and he soon resigned to pursue his studies in Chicago Theological sem inary, eventually settling as pastor of the Grace Street Congregational church of that city. Rev. M. A. Stevens of Minneapolis next became acting pastor of the church for about one year, and his strong sermons were only equalled by his excellent counsel and fatherly ad vice. How we did all enjoy his rich baritone voice as he aided in singing. Rev. J. M. Hulbert was our next pastor, of whom we delight to speak. A ripe scholar, and of a deep spiritual nature, he stimulated the church by his preaching and his Christian walk in life. He, too, was ordained by the church his uncle from Ohio preached the ordination sermon and Rev. Geo. Wells of Plymouth church gave the charge. It was with deep regret that we accepted his resignation, leaving us for larger fields of usefulness. Time and space does not permit me to speak of all the faithful pastors, among whom were Revs. C. D. Moore, David Donavan, C. H. Moxie and others. The church became self sup porting under the pastorate of Rev. C. D. Moore, and thereafter cut loose from the Home Missionary society. Also, during Mr. Moore's pastorate, the church adopted the manual for its guidance, and the present church hymnal was introduced. As I look back over the past years, I think we made a mistake in letting our pastors go without extra efforts in their be half. It was always so. Just as we would be prospering, and the church interests looking up, some other church would want our pastor, or he would get discouraged over lack of results or seeming half-hearted sup port and would resign. No church has suffered more, too, by the loss of members by removals from town. So many removals, and so many changes. I venture to say that if one-half only of the former active, working mem bers of the church, were now residing in Princeton, it would be one of the very strongest churches of our denom ination in the state, and it would be so easy to carry on the work. But do not be discouraged. It is God's way. Let the ranks be closed up, and each try to do a little more than formerly, if possible, and push the work. God will bless you still more sig nally. I wish I was with you. I rather think you can imagine where I would be found working, and I love to think that all those years when I was a member I was not wholly unfaithful to the interests of the church. Mis takes there were, but they were of the head and not of the heart. As I think of the past history of church a few facts stand promin ently forth. First. It is a fact that but for the Dorcas society the church could not have kept its doors open. God bless the Dorcas society, and especially members whose names do not appear as members of the church. Without the earnest labors, self denial and strenuous exertions of the ladies of the parish, the funds would not have been forthcoming for pas tor's salary, payment of taxes, debt on parsonage, repairs on church, church furnishings, etc., etc. I re peat it, God bless the ladies of the church and society, and hasten the time when those without the fold may be led by the Great Shepherd of the church into His kingdom. Second. It was the wisest kind of an action when the church building was removed to its present central location. Always remember that the credit for the same is due, largely, to the untiring efforts of Mrs. Mary Rines, who first thought out the plan, and who engineered the whole thing. It looked like an insuperable under taking to move the building so far, and also to buy the three church lots for $1,000 cash. But, tho' small in stature, she was a veritable dynamo in action, and a tower of strength to the faint hearted. Move it we did, before the streets were strung with wires for lights and 'phones, and now you are to be con gratulated on having the best possible location in town. Third. The little trees now growing about the church property I have the honor of furnishing. Mr. Clark kindly set them out for me. I love to think that they will be growing years after you and I have passed over yonder, affording delightful shade and cool rest to the worshipper and to the weary. Fourth. The church has fulfilled another great mission for good in past years. Until Jesmer's opera house was built, it was the larg est building for public purposes in town, and many a lecture, Memorial Day service, or funeral has been held within its walls. In that way it contributed very materially to the happiness and pros perity of Princeton,a fact that should not be lost sight of by the good citizens of the village. The exercises of the first graduating class of the high school were held in this church. I well remember the night. Tennie Cravens, Sarah J. Orr and Lizzie Sadley composed the class. Prof. Simpson presided. Hon. D. L. Kiehle delivered the address and C. H. Rines presented the diplomas. Six "im- ported" musicians from the city, in dress suits, furnished the music, and altogether it was a big success. As Wm. Cordiner said, "we gave them a good send off, even if the music did cost the district $50!" May I offer a suggestion? It has always been my desire and hope to some day see a room built on the north end of the churcha room 28 or 30 feet long and the full width of the church, with a door opening on Central avenue, and connected with the main audience room by folding doors at right of the desk. A room which the infant class of the Sunday school could occupy, and in which prayer meetings, C. E. society, busi ness meetings, Dorcas fairs, etc., could be held without heating and lighting the large room. Such a room could be built and equipped for from $300 to $400 and would very materially advance the spiritual welfare of the church. Think it over, and when you get ready to do it, (which I hope will be soon) you may put me down for $25 to head the list. This letter has already passed the limit that I intended, and I will close with these words. I have read how that in the north of England the fisher lads before departing on their peril ous voyages to the North Sea were wont, of old, to gather at the wharf, and with knees bended and heads uncovered, to receive the simple bene diction of the village pastor. And this is the "Fisherman's Bene diction." "The Lord bless thee, and keep thee, give thee favorable breexes, a prosperous voyage, a safe haven and a stout heart for the storms." "Sail on, and trust the compass in thy breast Trust the drviner heavens that around thee bend, And steering lor the port of perfect rest, Trust most of all in thine Eternal Friend Wishing you grace, mercy and peace, I am, Yours sincerely, O. C. TARBOX. Many other letters had been re ceived by the pastor and these will be read to the congregation next Sunday. Rev. S. V. S. Fisher of Minneapo lis delivered the evening sermon and selected for his subject "The Keynote for the Church of the Twentieth Cen- A General Banking Busi ness Transacted. Loans Made Security. on Approved Does a Gener^-Banking W. P. CHASE, rianager. Collecting and Farm and Insurance. Village Loans. ?vvvvvvvvvvvtvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvVVVVVV^v%vv^ M. S. RUTHERFORD E. L. MCMILLAN W Make A Specialty Farm Loansof tury." Rev. Fisher is a powerful, scholarly orator, and from beginning to end of his impressive discourse the congregation was held in wrapt at tention. The evening service was greatly en hanced by the rendition of a vocal solo, "Just for a Day, "by Mrs. H. C. Cooney. Benediction was pronounced by Rev. J. S. Staples of Geneva, Ne braska, chaplain of the Nebraska state G. A. R. and a veteran minister of the gospel. The church expresses its sincere thanks to all those who kindly as sisted in this celebration, and es pecially to the Methodist brethren, who suspended services in their church in order to participate in the jubilee exercises. 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