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Bowed banners and the drums’ thick muffled beat
For him, and silent crowds along the street;
The stripes of white and crimson on his breast,
And all the trappings of a warrior's rest;
For him the wail of dirges, and the tread
Of the vast army following its dead
Unto the great surrender: half-mast high
r For him the flags shall brave the Winter s%—
These be his honors: and some old eyes dim
For love's sake, more than fame's—for him, for
him!
These things are his; yet not to him alone
Is this proud wealth of ordered honor shown.
Thus to their graves may go all men who stand
Between their country and the foeman’s brand:
This is the meed of hardihood in fight;
The formal tribute to a hero’s might;
A myriad dead have won the like award—
The unknown, unnumbered servants of the sword
Hath he no greater honor?
Tes, although
It win for his dead clay no funeral show;
Nor none shall tell upon the market place
What gave this hero his most special grace,
That for his memory, in the years to come,
Shall speak more loud than voice of gun or drum.
Great was his soul in fight. But you and I,
Friend, if need be, can set a face to die.
This land of ours has lovers now as then.
Nor shall time coming find her poor in men,
While the strong blood of our old Saxon strain
Fires at the sound of war in pulse and vein.
But this great warrior was in Peace more great,
More noble in his fealty to the state,
More fine in service, in a subtler way
Meeting the vital duty of the day;
Patient and calm, too simply proud to strive
To keep the glory of his past alive.
So burns it still, and shall burn. Every year,
-Of that high service made him but more dear,
More trusted, more revered. No lust of power
Led him to lengthen out the battle hour;
He sought no office: he would learn no art
To serve him at the polls or in the mart;
And yet he loved the people, nor did pride
Lead him from common joys and cares aside.
His kindly, homely, grizzled face looked down
On all tbe merry-making of the town
A face that we shall miss: we all were proud
When the Old General smiled upon the crowd.
So lived, so died he. Has a great man passed
And left a life more whole unto the last?
Upon the soldier’s coffin let this wreath
Tell of his greatest greatness, sword-in-sheath.
—H. C. Bunner, in Puck.
A Sermon Recentlr Delivered In Our
Chapel by Chaplain J. H. Albert.
We have now this fact —Thought makes
character. Hence (1) avoid soft, silly, senti
mental thoughts. Avoid books and people
that have nothing else to give you. Such
thoughts often indulged in, will ruin any one.
Gabriel himself could not live on these and
keep his place. You might as well expect
to build up a strong body on ice cream and
candy, as to think to build a strong char
acter out of weak and sentimental thoughts.
You and I have had some experience in the
world. We remember that when we were
boys, people would pet us on the head and
say nice, complimentary things about us.
We thought in those Jays that the whole
world was standing still, waiting our com
ing. But when we stepped out into the
world, we soon found our mistake. Men,
with all the nice things they said, did not
want us there. They looked on us with
jealous eye. This world is not a friend to
help one on in business, any more than it is
to help one on in grace. Whoever would win
anything in either field, must win it by the
strength of bis own right arm, and an in
vincible soul. Only character carved out
of granite can win anywhere in the battle
of life.
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Vol. No. 31.
GENERAL SHERMAN,
FEBRUARY 14TH, 1891.
A SERMON.
IN TWO PARTS. —PART 11.
“For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he.”—
Prov. xxiii, 7.
But, (2) avoid bad thoughts. Never let
your mind dwell upon thoughts that are
low, impure, vile or evil. They are the
ways of death. Look out over the world;
see the sins that afflict humanity. See the
rich man grinding the face of the poor
man; and the poor man grinding the face
of other poor men; see the wrong of man
against man; brother’s hand against brother;
homes broken up; the husband against the
wife, and the wife against the husband;
parents against the children, and the chil :
dren against the parents; see drunkenness
lay its disolating hand everywhere; see cor
ruption. and iniquity, and vice, and licen
tiousness blasting manhood, and damning
womanhood; hear the world groaning be
neath its awful load, and crying out, “How
long O Lord God Almighty, how long!” <
See and hear, and then ask. where is the
root of all this evil, and the answer will be.
In the heart. “As he thinketh in his heart,
so is he.” Behind every evil act, lies an
evil thought. Had there been no evil
thought there would have been no evil act.
Stillwater, Minn., Thursday, March 12,1891.
The soul rules the hand. I know it Is pos
sible to pursue, one line of thought, and
another line of action; but only for a time.
It is impossible to separate them forever.
Sooner or later the soul and the hand must
work together.
We sometimes see a man of the highest
standing in society, even in the church,
suddenly fall. Then two classes of people
gather around him. The good come, and
look and say: Ah how sad; this man has
been all his life honest and upright, true to
his trust, and loyal to his God; and now at
last, in an uneuarded moment, he fell. The
temptation was too great. Brethren its
false. False as hell itself. God, the eter
nal Father, does not leave men in their
hour of need. But on the other hand, some
people, not so good, look at the fallen one
and say: O, he is like all the rest of good
people; they will all do so if they get the
chance. They are all hypocrites. That,
too, is false. The truth is the man’s fall
was not sudden, only in appearance. A
few days ago, our noble and honored Sec
retary Windom fell dead at a banquet in
New Fork. It seemed sudden, but it was
not. Years ago the heart began to weaken;
overwork hastened the process; that night,
the excitement of the occasion, the enthusi
asm of soul, was too much for that feeble
heart, the last chord was severed, and it
ceased to beat. Just so this other man fell
in the moral world. Years ago the poison
entered his soul; it began working there;
one by one the chords of manhood were
severed, and of truth and righteousness; at
last there come a day, when the excite
ment of temptation was too great for the
weakened soul, the last chord was snapped
asunder and he fell. This is the way good
men fall. A cloud comes rolling up from
the west. The electricity begins collecting
itself in one point; so, too, a current from
the earth begins flowing up into some tall
tree top; the two approach each other,
n.earer and nearer, until at last, breaking
away, they rush together across the inter
vening space with a crash that shakes the
earth. So the soul moving in one direction,
and the hand in another, are all the while
drawing closer and closer, until at last they
rush together with a crashing ruin.
On the other hand we have seen men rise
up out of the mire and the clay, to the very
mount of transfiguration. Where lies the
secret of it? In the heart. They began
filling the heart with thoughts, pure, true,
holy, divine. They filled their soul with
God, and these bore them upward.
I urge upon you then, the constant read
ing and study of the Bible. It is not a
fetich, a magic wand, which men touch
and are saved. It is God’s thoughts which
men are to transplant into their own souls.
What can give such strength of character
and manhood, as the word of God implanted
in the soul? Have you ever read the two
inaugural addresses of President Lincoln?
Get them and compare them. The first is
the expression of a keen sighted politician,
that may be a statesman. There is nothing
especially remarkable about it. Then read
the second. It has lost the tone of the pol
itician. It is the voice of a statesman, and
more than a statesman. It is the voice of
the old time prophets of God. He speaks
like a Moses, or the prophet-statesman
Isaiah; and in the spirit of the Master, as
rising above the roar of battle, aid the
strife and hate of the hour, he stretches one
hand out over the south, and the other hand
over the north, and commits them both in
love to God. Whence the change. During
these four years, he was communing with
God. God’s word was his companion.' The
midnight hour found him pouring over its
pages. There lies the secret. As he
thought in his heart, so he was.
Capabilities of the Telephone,
The telephone is about to have a new ap
plication—that of foretelling storms. A
new discovery has been made as to one of
the properties of this means of transmit
ting sound. By placing two iron bars at
seven or eight meters distance from each
other, and then putting them in communi
cation on one side by a copper wire covered
with rubber, and on the other side with a
telephone, a storm can be predicted at least
twelve hours ahead through a dead sound
heard in the receiver. According as the
storm advances the sound resembles the
beating of hailstones against the windows.
Every flash of lightning, and. of course,
every clap of thunder that accompanies the
storm, produces a shock smiliar to that of
the stroke of a stone cast between the dia
phragm and the instrument. —Pioneer Press.
DEFECTIVE PAGE
“ IT IS NEVER TOO IiATE TO MEND.”
How Have You Spent Your Evenings?
Oh, had 1 but resisted the first tempta
tion to wrong doing! Ido not believe there
ever was a man or woman incarcerated
within the walls of any prison who could
prevent the frequent occurrence of those
words in their mind, and it matters not to
what limit their crimes and disgrace have
extended these words are ever before them.
It matters not how deep we may have sunk
down into the mire of degradation, there is
still one great consolation, and that is to
know that the power lies within each and
every one of us to redeem ourselves. Of
course there are many trials, troubles, and
difficulties to be encountered, but these
must bo met patiently and cheerfully and
above all we must practice self-control and
self-sacrifice. Here is the troub with >o
many whose future ant: ; it, ns<u<- Usuju,
they give way to . own evil anations.
Therefore they a table to re. tot tempta
tion of any kind; they have no command
over their own will, consequently they drift
along hopelessly with the current, until
finally they are landed into the clutches of
disgrace.
There is only one way for us to succeed
and that is to strictly guard our thoughts,
words and actions at all times. If we con
trol our thoughts and our words, and keep
them pure, our actions will invariably fol
low in the same channel. We. should never
allow our minds to settle for a moment upon
anything from which we can derive no good;
and if we are unable at all times to keep
jour minds from wandering from good to
bad, we must admit that to be no excuse for
bur words and actions. Every man has it
in his power to govern his conversation and
his actions, it matters not where a man
may be or under what circumstances he is
situated, if his words and actions are pure
he is honored and respected. If his conver
sation is free from abuse, slander and blas
phemy even the most degraded will respect
him, for they see that he has attained a
moral position in life which their own con
science tells them it is their duty to strive
for. Ybung man, did you ever gain any
thing by taking part in a sinful, disgraceful,
and impure conversation? The answer will
invariably be no. Such conversations are
only instigators of crime, and degradation.
Then let us avoid them, and guard our
words, and not only our words, but our ac
tions. It must be evident to each and every
one of us that there is a certain time when
we should carefully guard our actions, a
time which requires’more self-control than
any other—and when is that time? Even
ing.
Boys, in days past and gone, where have
you spent your evenings? Rev. T. DeWitt
Talmage says, “Young man, tell me how
you spent your evenings and I will write
you out a chart of your character and fut
ure destiny.” And we must all acknowl
edge this to be true; we need not go beyond
our own circle to tind true examples. How
many of us took our first downward step in
the light of day? Few, very few. Day of
fers but few inducements to the man seek
ing dishonesty and disgrace, while uight
sends forth Its glittering invitations and of
fers the hand of protection to the evil in
dined. When does a young man enter the
saloon and gambling room for the first time?
During the day? Oh no; he fears the honest
critic’s eye. Then let us guard against the
evil inducements which darkness lays be
fore us; let us watch oui footsteps by night
and others will watch them by day; let us
not enter any door where we weuld be
ashamed for our mother or sister to see us
enter. Some may say that is binding us too
close, but for us to regain an honorable po
sition iu life we cannot be too strict with
ourselves. Likely previous to our impris
onment no one watched us, but we should
ever remember that now the eye of every
one will be upon us; therefore let us strive
to reach a higher station in life.
No man was ever created fot the purpose
only of breathing oitt the few years allowed
to him here on earth without ever perform
ing any good deeds. Every man has his
work to do, but few of us indeed faithfully
perform our duty and honestly accomplish
the task set before us. Let us not yield to
the evil temptations which beset our path
way for the purpose of alluring us from the
course of honesty and virtue; don’t let your
last words be, “A wasted life.” Oh, what
words for a man to utter when the messen
ger of death comes to call him from time to
eternity! What a life he has lived! A mis
ery to himself, a disgrace to his relatives,
ittot.
and a burden to the community—died with
out even fulfilling the duty he owed to him
self, to say nothing of the duty he owed to
others.
Bismarck Prison, N. Dak.
Why Gen. Sherman did not Aspire to
the Presidency.
Why Gen. Sherman did not aspire to the
Presidency was set forth with characteristic
frankness in a letter which he wrote to Mr.
Blaine in May. 1884: “I will not in any
event entertain or accept a nomination as a
candidate for President by the Chicago Re
publican Convention, or any other conven
tion, for reasons personal to myself. I
claim that the Civil War, in which I sim
ply did a man’s fair share of work, so per
. .y accomplished peace that military
ndQ have an absolute right to rest, and to
iemand that the men who have been
schooled in t! rts and practice of peace
shall now do ,oir wr ’ equally well. Any
senator can & op froi: trs chair at the Capi
tol into the V''< >.o House and fulfil the of
fice of Presided, with more skill and success
than a Grant, Sherman, or Sheridan, who
were soldiers by education and nature, who
filled well their office when the country was
in danger, but were not schooled in the
practic - bv which civil communities are and
should V 'uverned. I claim that our ex
perience a 1865 demonstrates the truth
of this p positiou. Therefore, 1 say that
patrioti- s not demand of me what I
construe . .sacrifice of judgment, of in
clination, dof self-interest. I remember
well the experience of Gens. Jackson, Har
rison, Taylor, Grant, Hays, and Garfield,
all elected because of their military serv
ices, and am warned, not encouraged, by
their sad experiences. The civilians of the
United States should and must buffet with
this thankless office, and leave us old sol
diers to enjoy the peace we fought for and
think we earned.” The judgment of the
general was never sounder than when he
declined the nomination, though there is no
reason to believe that he wonld not have
done quite as well as any of his military
predecessors in the presidential chair. —The
Christian Register.
The Economy of the French.
While the description of Eli Perkins of
the French stove and its varied uses may be
somewhat exaggerated, it none too forcibly
illustrates the habits of the French people
in their household economy.
“The stove is about the size of an ice
water tank in a Pullman car. it is loaded
with two quarts of coal, the small three
inch pipe adjusted to the chimney and the
coal lighted. After burning awhile the
draught is shut off, and the stove is wheeled
around the room. The room is warmed in
sections. First it is wheeled up to the old
man, who throws out his fingers, then
across to the old lady, who embraces it,
and then up to the baby. Then It is
wheeled back to the chimney, the draught
opened, and the fire rekindled. There are
usually two chimney holes about the room.
After one room has been treated to a fire,
the stove is rolled into the hall or into an
other room, or taken by the handle and car
ried up stairs. The same stove is used iu
the bed room to dress by, rolled into the
breakfast room like a baby carriage, then
into the sitting room. It is multum in
parvo. It is a cook stove, fireplace, and
furnace. The American who burns ten
tons of coal in a range, twelve tons in a
furnace, and two tons in grates is amazed
when he sees a whole house in Paris
warmed with one ton of coal. The twenty
tons used by the American would warm the
Boulevard des Ltaliens. Such overstrained
economy has, however, its disadvantage in
loss of health, and occasionally of .life it
self.” —Scientific American.
A story is told of two young men who
had a wager that they would prevail on a
clergyman to drink until he became intox
icated. He agreed to drink with them, and
to their undisguised joy announced that he
would drink like a beast. Imagine their
surprise when he fulfilled his promise by
taking nothing but water, and of that only
a moderate quantity. He said a beast not
only drinks water but he knows when to
stop drinking.—o. T. A. News.
What is remote and difficult of success
we are apt to overrate; what is really best
for us lies always within our reach, though
often overlooked.—Longfellow.
Rive Gents.
C. W. R.

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