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TltE DAILY HERALD, PLATTSMOUTH, NEBRASKA, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1887. CONCORD AND DISCORD. DR. TALMAGE PREACHES AT THE BROOKLYN TABERNACLE. The Whole I'nlTerno Wn (him a Com-jil-to f uil - llnrurl Itrou-ht About by Mn Tlio Human Inl llo t Out of Tunr lluw to IC-store Hanuoiij. Uimjoki.yX, Nov. 0. Tho iimiii f:itur in (In; mu.sk; of tlio Ilrooklyn tiiUimu Io is tlio coiKro;atioii;il iniriff. Tcwlay, after tlio ojMMiiiif; w.ii, in wlik h all tlio thousands j:n tiiipatcil, I'rofmsor lirowno p::ive on tliu orari .Selierzo, opun til, y Mcwlclsttthii. The Ilev. T. I Jo Witt Tulmay, I). D., ex jmiiihIi1 :i chapter in tho littst I took of Samuel where; Saul, IKjswsM'd of an evil Bpint, threw ;i jave lin at I)uvi, who was iLivin on tho liarp Iicforo iim, tlms showing that tho evil spirit does not liko Kucrcil inubie;. Tlio subject of tho M'riuoii was "t'om-ord anil Disconl," and tlio text was from Job xxxviii, (J, 7: "Who laid the rornor utone thr-of; wheji tho iiiorniri.! htars can; together?" Dr. Talinage said: We have all seen tho ceremony at tho laying of tho cormr Ktone of church, asylum or Masonic temple. Into tho hollow of the stone were placed wrolLs of history and iiiirt ant documents to lc KUgK-stive if, 100 or 200 years after, tho building should lie destroyd by lire or torn down. Wo TememU-r tho silver trowel or iron liamim r that smote the square )iecrj of granite into sanctity. Wo renienibc-r fiome veiicrahlo man who pre sided, wielding the trowel or hammer. We rcmemlier aim) the music as the choir stood on the scattered stones and timlx-r of tho buililing alout to le constructed. Tho leaves of the note. IjooIcs fluttered in tho wind and were turned over with a great rustling, and wo remember how the bass, baritone, tenor, contralto and soprano voices commingled. They had, for many clays, lieeii rehearsing tlie spe cial programme, that it might l worthy f tho corner stone laying'. In my text tho poet of Uz calls us to a prander ceremony the laying of tho foundation of this great temple of a world. The corner stone was a block of light and the trowel was of celestial crys tal. All about and on tho embankments of cloud stood the angelic choristers, un rolling their librettos of overture, and other worlds clapped shining cymbals while the ceremony went on, and God, the architect, by stroke of light after stroke of light, dedicated this great ca thedral of a world, with mountains for pillars, and sky for frescoed ceiling, and flowering fields for floor, and sunrise and midnight aurora for upholstery. "Who laid tho corner stone thereof, when tho morning star3 sang together?" Tho fact is that the whole universe was a complete cadence, an unbroken dithy rarab, a musical portfolio. The great sheet of immensity had been spread out, and written on it wero the stars, tho smaller of them minims, tho larger of them sustaiued notes. Tho meteors marked the staccato passages; the whole heavens a gamut, with all sounds, in tonations anil modulations; the space be tween the worlds a musical interval, trembling of stellar light a quaver; the thunder a base clef; the wind among trees a treble clef. That is the way God made all things a perfect harmony. But one day a harp string snapped in the great orchestra. One, day a voice sounded out of tune. One day a discord, harsh and terrific, grated upon the glori ous antiphone. It was sin that made tho dissonance, and that harsh discord has been sounding through the centuries. All the work of Christians, and philanthro pists, and reformers of all ages is to stop that discord, and get all things back into the perfect harmony which was heard at the laying of the corner stone, when tho morning stars sang together. Before I get through, if I am divinely helped, I will make it plain that tin is discord and righteousness i- harmony. That things in general are out of tune is as plain as to a musician's ear is tho unhappy clash of clarionet and bassoon in an orchestral rendering. The world's health out of tune: Weak lung and the atmosphere in collision, dis ordered eye and noonday light in quarrel, rheumatic limb and damp weather in struggles neuralgias and pneumonias and consumptions and epilepsies in flocks swoop ujson neighborhoods and cities. "Where you find one jktsoii with, sound throat and keen eyesight, and alert ear, and easy respiration, and regular pulsa tiou, and supple limb, and prime diges tion and steady nerves, you lind a hun dred who have to be very careful ljecauso this or that or the other physical func tion is disordered. The human intellect out of tune: The judgment wrongly swerved or the mem ory leaky, or the will weak, or the tem per inflammable and the well balanced xnind exceptional. Domestic life out of tune: Only here and there a conjugal outbreak of incompatibility .of temper through the divorce courts, or a filial outbreak out a father's will about tho surrogate's court, or a case of wife beat ing or husband poisoning through the criminal courts, but thousands of fam ilies with June outside and January within. Society out of tune: Labor and capital, their hands on each other's throat. Spirit of caste keeping those down in the social scale in a struggle to get up, and putting those who are up in anxiety lest they have to come down. No wonder the old pianoforte of society is all out of tune, when hypocrisy and lying, and subter fuge, and double dealing, and syco phancy, and charlatanism and revenge have for 6,000 years been banging away at the keys and stamping the pedals."" On all sides there is a perpetual ship wreck of harmonics. Nations in discord. Without realizing it, so wrong is the feel ing of nation for nation that the symbols chosen are fierce and destructive. In this country, where our skies are full of robins and doves and morning larks, we hare for our national symbol the fierce nd filthy eagle as immoral a bird as can be found in all the ornithological cata logues. In Great Britain, where they have lambs and fallow deer, their symbol is the merciless lion. In Russia, where from between her frozen north and blooming south all kindly beasts dwell, they choose the growling bear: and in the world's heraldry a favorite figure is the dragon, which is a winged serpent, ferocious and deathful. And so fond is tho world of contention that wo climb out through tho heavens and baptize one of the other planets with the spirit of bat tle and call it J.lars, after tho god of war, and wo give to the eighth sign of the zodiac the name of tho scorpion, a creature which is chiefly celebrated for its rioadly sting. But, after all, these symlxils are expressive of the way nation fe-elst toward nation. Discord wide as the continent and bridging the seas. I sup jxse you have noticed how warmly in love dry goods stores aro with other dry gooils til ores, and how highly grocery men think of tho KUgars of tho grocerymen on tho same block. And in what a eulogis tic way idiopathic and homoeopathic doc tors sjK-ak of ea'-h other, and how minis ters will sometimes put ministers on that Ijcautiful cooking instrument which tho English call a spit, an iron roller with spikes on it, and turned by a crank be fore a hot lire, and then, if tho minister J icing roasted cries out against it, the men who aro turning him say: "Hush, brother! we aro turning this spit for the glory of God and the good of your soul, and you must bo quiet while we close the services with: "l:li-st ! tin- tii? that binds Our lii'urs in Christian love " Tho earth is diametered and circum ferenced with discord, and the music that was rendered at the laying of tho world's corner stone, when the morning stars sang together, is not heard now; and though hero and there, from this and that part of society, and from this and that part of tho earth, there comes up a thrilling solo of love, or a warble of worship, or a sweet duet of patience, they are drowned out by a discord that shakes tho earth. Taul says: "Tho whole creation groaneth," and while tho nightingale, and the woodlark, and the canary, and tho plover sometimes sing so sweetly that their notes have Ijcen written out m musi cal notation, and it is found that the cuc koo sings in the key of D, and that tho cormorant is a basso in the winged choir, yet sportsman's gun and tho autumnal blast often leave them ruflied and bleeding, or dead in meadow or forest. Paul was right, for the groan in nature drowns out tho prima donnas of the sky. Tartini, the great musical composer, dreamed one night that he made a con tract with Satan, tho latter to 1x3 ever in tho composer's service. But one night he handi-d to Satan a violin, on which Diabolus played such sweet music that tho composer was awakened by tho emo tion and tried to reproduce tho sounds, and therefrom was written Tartini's most famous piece, entitled the "Devil's So nata," a dream ingenious but faulty, for all melody descends from heaven, and 011I3' discords ascend from hell. All hatreds, feuds, controversies, backbitings and revengef; aro the devil's sonata, are diabolic fugue, are demoniac phantasy, are grand march of doom, are allegro of perdition. But if in this world things in general are out of tune to our frail ear, how much more so to ears angelic and deific. It takes a skilled artist fully to appreciate disagreement of sound. Many have no capacity to detect a defect of musical execution, and, though there were in one bar as many offenses against harmony as could crowd in Isc.tween the lower F of the bass and the higher G of the soprano, it would giyo them no discomfort, while on tho forehead of the educated artist beads of perspiration would stand out as a result of the harrowing dissonance. While an amateur was performing on a Xiano and had just struck the wrong chord, John Sebastian Bach, the im mortal composer, entered the room, and the amateur rose in embarrassment, and Bach rushed past the host, who stepped forward to greet him, and before the keyboard hail stopicd 'vibrating, put his adroit hand upon tho keys and changed tho painful inharmony into glorious cadence. Then Bach turned and gave salutation to the host who had invited him. But the worst of all discords is moral discord. If society and tho world are painfully discordant to imperfect man, what must they bo -to a perfect God? People try to define what sin is. It seems to mo that sin is getting out of harmony with God, a disagreement with his holi ness, with his purity, with his love, with his commands, our will clashing with his will, tho finite dashing against the infinite, the frail against the puissant, the created against the creator. If a thousand musicians, with flute, and cornet-a-piston, and trumpet, and violon cello, and hautboys, and trombone, and all the winged and stringed instruments that ever gathered in a Dusseldorf jubilee should resolve that . ihcy would play out of tune, and put concord to the rack, and make the place wild with shrieking, and grating, and rasping sounds, they could not make such a pandemonium a3 that which rages in a sinful soul when God listens to the play of its thoughts, pas sions and emotions all discord, lifelong discord, maddening discord. The world pays more for discord than it does for consonance. High prices have been paid for music. One man gave $225 to hear the Swedish songstress in New York, and another 025 to hear her in Boston, and another $650 to hear her in Providence. Fabulous prices have been paid for sweet sounds, but far more has been paid for discord. The Crimean war cost $1,700,000,000, and our American civil war over $9,500,000,000, and tho war debts of professed Christian nations aro -about $15,000,000,000. The world pays for this red ticket, which admits it to the saturnalia of broken bones, and death agonies, and destroyed cities, and plowed graves, and crushed hearts, any amount of money Satan asks. Discord!. Discord! But I have to tell you that the song that the morning 6tars sang together, at the laying of the world's corner stone, is to be resumed again. Mozart's greatest overture was composed one night when j he was several times overpowered with sleep, and artists say they can tell tho places in the music whero he was falling asleep, and the places where he awak ened. So the overture of the morning stars, spoken of in my text, has been asleep, but it will awaken and be more grandly rendered by the evening stars of the world's existence than by the morn ing stars, anil, the vespers will be sweeter than the matins. The work of all good men and women, and of all good churches, and all reform associations is to bring the race back to the original harmony. The rebellious heart to be Attuned, social life to be attuned, com mercial etluca to bo attuned, intorna tionality to bo attuned, hemispheres to bo attuned. But by what force and in what waj? In olden time tho choristers had a tun ing fork with two prongs, and they would strike it on the back of pew or music rack, and put it to the ear, and then start tho tuno and all the other voices would join. In modern orchestra tho leader has a complete instrument, rightly attuned, and ho sounds that, and all the other performers turn tho keys of their instruments to make them corro sjoind, and sound the liow over the string and listen, and sound out over again, until all tho keys aro screwed to concert pitch and the discords melt into 0110 great symphony, and tho curtain hoists and tho baton taps, and audiences aro raptured with Schumann's "Paradise and tho Peri," or Rossini's "Stabat Mater," or Bach's "Magnificat" in D, or Gounod's "Redemption." Now, our world can never be attuned by an imperfect instrument. Even a Cremona would not do. Heaven has or dained tho only instrument, and it Li made out of tho wood of the cross, and tho voices that accompany it are im ported void's, cantatriees of tho first Christmas night, when heaven serenaded the earth with: "(J lory to God in tho highest and on earth jK-ace, good will to men." Lest wo start too far off and get lost in generalities, we had better In-gin with ourselves, get our own hearts and life in harmony with the eternal Christ. Oh, for his almighty spirit to attune us, to chord our will with Ilis will, to modu lato our life with His life and bring us into unison with all that is pure and self sacrificing and heavenly. Tho strings of our nature are all broken and twisted, and the bow is so slack it cannot evoke anything mellifluous. Tho instrument made for heaven to play on has been roughly twanged and struck by influ ences worldly ami demoniac. O master hand of Christ, restore this split and frac tured and despoiled and unstrung nature until first it shall wail out for our sin and then trill with divine pardon. The whole world must also be attuned by tho same power. A few days ago I was in the Fairbanks weighing scale manufactory of Vermont. Six hundred hands, and they have never had a strike. Complete harmony between labor and capital; tho operatives of scores of years in their beautiful homes, near by the mansions of tho manufacturers, whose invention and Christian behavior made the great enterprise. So, all the world over, labor and capital will bo brought into euphony. You may have heard what is called the "Anvil Chorus," com posed by Verdi, a tuno played by ham mers, great and small, now with mighty stroke, and now with heavy stroke, beat ing a great iron anvil. That is what the world has got to come to anvil chorus, yardstick chorus, shuttle chorus, trowel chorus, crowbar chorus, pickax chorus, gold mine chorus, rail track chorus, loco motive chorus. It can be done and it will be done. So all social life will be at tuned by the Gospel harp. There will be as many classes in society as now, but the classes will not be regulated by birth, or wealth, or accident, but by tho scale of virtue and benevolence, and people will be assigned to their places as good, or very good, or most excellent. So. also, commercial life will be attuned, and there will bo twelve in every dozen, and sixteen ounces in every pound, and ap ples at the bottom of the barrel will bo as sound as those on tho top, and silk goxls will not be cotton, and sellers will not have to charge honest people more than the right price because 'others will not pay, and goods will come to you corre sponding with the sample by which you purchased them, and coffee will not bo chickoried, and sugar. will not be sanded, and milk will not be chalked, and adul teration of food will be a state's prison offense. Aye, all things shall bo attuned. Elections in England and the United States will no more be a grand carr.ivai of defamation and scurrility, but tho elo vation of righteous men in a righteous way. In the Sixteenth century the singers called the Fischer Brothers reached tli lowest bass ever recorded, and the high est note ever trilled was by La Bat-tar-della, and Catalini's voice had of three and a half octaves: but Chris tianity is more wonderful; for it runs all up and down the greatest heights and the deepest depths of the world's necessity, and it will compass everything and bring it in accord with the song which the morning stars sang at the laying of the world's corner stone. All the sacred music in homes, and concert halls and churches tends toward this consumma tion. Make it more and more hearty. Sing in your families. Sing in your places of business. If we with proper spirit use these faculties, we are rehears ing for the skies. Heaven is to have a new song, an en tirely new song, but I should not wonder if, as soinetimo on earth a tune is fash ioned out of many tunes, or it is one tune with the variations, so some of the songs of tho redeemed may have playing through them the songs of earth, and how thrilling as coming through the great anthem of the saved, accompanied by harpers with their harps, and trumpet ers with their trumpets, we should hear some of the strains of Antioch, and Mount Pisgah, and Coronation, and Lenox, and St. Martin's, and Fountain, and Ariel, and Old Hundred. How they would bring to mincl, the praying circles, and communion days, and the Christmas festivals, and the church worship in which on earth we mingled! I have no ! idea that when we lid farewell to earth wo are to bid farewell to all these grand old Gospel hymns, which melted and raptured our souls for so many years. : Now, my friends, if sin is discord and righteousness is harmony, let us get out of the one and enter the other. After our dreadful civil war was over, and in the summer of 1SC9, a great national peace jubilee was held in Boston, and as an elder of this church had been honored by the selection of some of his music, to be ren dered on that occasion, I accompanied him to the jubilee. Forty thousand peo ple sat and stood in the great Coliseum erected for that purpose. Thousands of wind and 6tringed instruments. Twelve thousand trained voices. The master pieces of all ages rendered, hour after hour, and day after day Handel"3 "Juelas Maccabaeus," Spohr's "Last Judgment," Beethoven's "Mount of Ol ives," Haydn's "Creation," Mendel- , Clrvfanl' KlnlnMt to a Oh 1.1. The G-year-old daughter of Frederick E. lioux, Florence, is proiiably the proud est and most delighted child in the? city. During tho president's viit hero last Sep tember 6ho decided to make l.im tlio recipient of a liouquet of wild flowers, which she had gathered and arranged. Without telling any one of her determi nation, little Floroneo proceeded to the I-afaye-tte hotel, and giving the bunch of wild flowers to tho hotel clerk, asked him that it might lo sent to tho president. Florence was very much surprised, but not at all disconcerted, when the clerk, calling a lx-11 I joy. placed her in hi care that she might make the gift in pcrs':i. On entering the rooms occupied by tho chief magistrate, tho child walked straight up to him and, presenting the flowers, said: "1 picked thereon purpose for you, Mr. President." Tin; president, .-bowing in hw faco tho pleasure which tho childish gift and simplicity called forth, asked her name. This she readily gave, without, however, giving her resi dence, and, after being kissed by tho president, she returned to her home on South Sixth street. The parents of tho child could scarcely credit tho story when she told them of the incident of tho day, but they were; convinced a few days ago when the por trait of the president, with an autograph letter of thanks, arrived at their house directed to Florence. She was rejoiced upon receiving so much notice from the president, and desired that she might write a letter to him thanking him for his remembrance. Her teacher was re quested by her to write tho letter, but re fused, telling her that she would Ijo ablo in a few weeks to write it herself. Ever since then Florence lias been laltoring faithfully to accomplish that end, and looks forward with delight to tho time when she will have reached the height f her ambition. In finding tho address of his little admirer tho president employed the aid of the Philadelphia postofiice. Tho name was given to every letter car rier by Postmaster Ilarrity with instruc tions to inquire if such a child lived on their route. After patient search Flor ence was found and tho presidential pres ent was forwarded to its destination. Philadelphia Call. Hair Crowing After Death. Sitting in tho office of the comptroller of the treasury the other day wero two gentlemen waiting for the preparation of 301110 document which tho bureau wa.i just aljout compiling. On tho wall oppo site hung a fine oil iortrait of Salmon P. Chase, tho lir.-t comptroller, showing him as a handsome, florid faced man, without beard and with head partiallv bald. That doesn't look much as he 3id a year ago," sr.i l one of them, noting the handsome portrait. "A year ago; why, ho has ljocn dead these ten years or more, hasn't he?" "Yes, eighteen of them. Yet I saw him only a year ago with full beard and a full head of hair, very different from the picture you sec before us. ' "What do you mean?" "Simply this: I was present when his remains v.-ere taken from Oak View cemetery fer transmission to Cincinnati a year ago. Although seventeen 3-earshad elapsed tlio remains wero still in an almost perfect state. The features were entirely distinguishable to those who knew him in life. Tho clothing was in a perfect state of preservation. Tho principal changes were that tho face was dark, and instead of L-eing smooth, as was Ins custom in life, it was coveivd with a full growth of bcr.rd, two inch' or so in length and mixed with gir.y. '"!;.' head, which you see was bald in lil'; covered with a full suit of hair, partly gray." Omaha Herald. M!s i'Iii'Is I i!i: ration. The announcement i f Mi s Phelps' new "Gntu" story, entitled "Tho Gates Be tween." recalls the remark of a promi nent Kansas City l.-.rly who was driving witli some guests ::! ng the Hesperus reael this summer, between Magnolia and Gloucester. Mass. As a curve of the beautiful driveway disclosed the narrow "Neck" stretching out to fori, the western woman turned Ut h'. r c-'mpanion, saying: "Wo drove out on tho neck last week when wo went to Manchoster-by-tho-Seu, and had a view of Elizabeth Stuart Phelps' summer home. After that vi. k I understand why she's always writing about gates. Why, there is nothing els as noticeable. They thrust themseivca across the road at every turn without the shadow of an excuse; but not one of the? six was 'ajar.' And warnings were posted at every one against leaving it ajar 'under extreme penalty of the law.' " American Magazine. 1'ashioiinble 'C'olorcl" 'Weddings. "Colored" weddings are among the fashionable experiments in the east. Tlio regulation toilet of white silk prevails with brides, but tho chromatic style may be run and rerun before a color is found suitable to tho bridesmaids. At yel'.ow weddings only brunettes aro chosen, and either soft silk, brocade, tulle or plush i.-, used in the costumes. The maids cany Neil roses, the wedding table is orna mented with yellow and that color is used about the reception room, wherever prac tical. At blue weddings the maids of honor dress in pale blue moire and trans parent cloth, and the favors from the groom are turquoise. Bunches of blue hydrangia are used for hand bouquets, and blue asters for house decoration. Chicago Times. A Story from Pittsburg. In the cork leg he has worn since the war a Waynesburg dcctor discovered a large colony of bedbugs this week. There were at least 500 of them. They seemed to breed in tho knee joint and in a hole 'on the side of the limb, nis wife, a very neat woman, faintetl upon the discovery. She had been mystified by the fact that the beds in her splendid mansion were infested with vermin. Houses which she and her husband visited were similarly infested by the leg being unscrewed and left on the floor at night. The New York firm to which the leg has been sent for cleaning says that bedbugs liave a partiality for cork logs. Chicago News. Mrs. Robert T. Lincoln keeps a scrap book in which she preserves all the news paper and magazine articles which appear concerning her ixumortal father-in-law. i Tin; Miiiie: quality ot rooU 10 jx-r the .! i.-.si.s.-ijij)i. Will neve r he E.BPAIRIKTG- FESTER MERGES. hX'ZEZE! FURNITURE FOU ALL r !.: Werr 54 ffl 1.1,1 1, m.i mt MiiB 31 HiiiiTiw i mm mm 1 mmm mtmmm KOI; Parlors SSedrooiii.s, DissiE-rooms. fLitcheisH, Hallways and (ilfliccs, (JO TO Where a lminifieeiit stock of (Joods and lVir Prices abound. UNDERTAKING AND EMBALMING A SPECIALTY CORNER MAIN" AND SIXTH (succussoi; to Will keep constantly on Iian u Drugs and Medicin "Wall l:jier and a Full Line of ZDZETTG-G-IST'S STTlIDIRIIEa. PURE LIQUORS. E. O. 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