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OR. TALMAQE PniiACHE9 AN ELO
QUENT SERMON IN JOPPA.
A Hnrnl drawn frnin tlin llnlliiwiil Amu
cIaIIiiii of tlm Aiielrnt City Tine Clinr
Hjr Wlml It I niul Wlmt It MriitK.
Joita, Dec. 1. Today is tncnioniblo
In tlio micrcd history (if Jontm, tlio
Rov. T. Do Witt Tnlnmiro, 1). D..
preaching hero to n company of
Christian iraoplo of various dononiiiin
ions on "Tlio Hirthplncoof SowiiifrSo
iotios." IIo took for his text Acta
ix, 3D: "And nil tlio widows stood
by liim weeping, and showing tho
ooata and garnit'iiU which Dorcas
mado whiloslio wits with thom." Tho
preacher said :
unristnins or Joppal Impressed as 1
am with your mosnuo, tho drat I ovor
caw, and btirrcd as t am with tho fact
tfnt your harbor onco floated tho
great rafts of Lebanon cedar from
which tho temples at Jerusalem wero
buildcd, Solomon's oxen drawing tho
logs through this very town on tho
way to Jerusalom, nothing can niako
mo forget that this Joppa was the
birthplace of the sowing society that
lias blessed tho poor of nil succeeding
ages in nil lands. Tlio disasters to
your town whon Judas Maccabouis
Mt it on (ire, and Napoleon had llvo
hundred prisonors massacred in your
neighborhood, cannot make mo forgot
pint ono of tho most magnificent char
itios of the centuries was started in
this seaport by Dorcas, a woman with
hor needlo embroidering her iiainu in
cflucoably into tho bonollccnee of tlio
world. I sco hor sitting in yonder
homo. In the doorway, and around
about the building, and in tho room
whorosho sits, nro tho palo faces of tho
poor. Sho listens to their plaint, sho
pities their woo, she makes garments
for them, she adjusts tho manufactured
articles to suit tho bout form of this
invalid woman, and to tho cripple that
comes crawling on his hands and
knocs. Sho gives a coat to this ono,
alio gives sandals to that one. With
tlio gifts sho, mingles prayers and
toars and Christian encouragement.
Thon sho goes out to bo greeted on tho
street corners by thoso whom sho has
blessed, and nil through tho street the
cry is heard: "Dorcas is coming I" The
rick look up gratefully in her face as
alio puts her hand on tho burning
brow, and tho lost and tho abandoned
start up with bono as they hear her
gcntlo voico, as though an angel had
addressed them; and as sho goes out
flio lauo, oyes half put out with sin
think thoy sco a halo of light about
her brow, and a trail of glory in her
pat 1 1 way. mat night n null nam snip
Wright climbs tho hill and reaches
homo, and sees his littlo boy woll clad,
and says: "Where did these clothes
oonio from?" And thoy tell him,
nDorcus has boon hero." In another
gaco a woman is trimming a lamp;
3rca3 bought tho oil. In another
ylaco, a family that had not been at
tablo for many a week are gathered
uow, for Dorcas has brought brcutl.
DEATn AND RKSUllKKOTlON Of DOIIOAB.
But thcro is a sudden pause in that
woman's ministry. Thoy say: "Whero
is Dorcas? Why, wo haven't seen hor
for many u day. Whero is Dorcas?"
And ono of these oor peoplo goes up
and knocks at tho door and finds tho
mystery solved. All through tho
haunts of wretchedness, tho nows
comes, "Dorcas is sick I" No bulletin
flashing from tho palaco gate, telling
tLo stages of a king's disease, is mora
anxiously awaited for than the nows
from this sick benefactress. Alas I for
Joppa I there is wailing, wailing. That
toico which has uttered so many cheer
ful words is hushed; that hand which
and mado so many garments for the
poor is cold and still; tho star
which had poured light into tho mid
night of wretchedness is dimmed by
ftio blinding mists that go up from tho
river of death. In every God forsaken
place in this town ; wherever thcro is
a sick child and no balm; wherever
tioro is huugornnd no bread; wher
ever there is guilt and no commisera
tion; wherovor thcro is a broken heart
and uo comfort, thcro are despairing
looks and streaming eyes, and frantic
iesticulutions us thoy cry: "Dorcas is
cadi" They send for tho apostle
Peter, who happens to bo in the sub
urbs of this place, stopping with n tan
nor by tho name of Simon. Peter
argos his way through the crowd
around the door, and stands in tho
prosouco of tho dead. What expostu
lation and grief nil about him I Hero
stand some of tho poor people, who
show the garmonts which this poor
woman had mado for them. Their
grief cannot bo appeased. Tlio nposllo
Peter wants to perform a miriiclo. IIo
will not do itamidst tho oxcited crowd,
so ho kindly orders that tho wholo
room ho cleared. Tho door is shut
against tho populace. Tho apostlo
stands now with tlio dead. Oh, it is a
serious moment, you know, when you
aro nlouo with a lifeless body I Tho
apostlo gels down on his knees and
prays, aiid then ho comes to the life
less form of this ono all ready for tho
sopulcher, and in tho strength of him
Wiio is tho resurrection ho exclaims:
"Tahitha, arisol" Thoro is a stir in tho
fountains of life; tno heart flutters;
tlio nerves thrill; tho cheek Hushes;
tho oyo opens; sho sits up I
Wo seo in this subject Dorcas tho
disciple; Dorcas tho bouofactrcss; Dor
cas tho lamented; Dorcas tho resur
rected. If 1 had not seen that word disciplo
in my text, I would have known this
woman was a Christian. Such inusio
as that uover came fitnn a heart which
is not uhoided and blriiug by divine
graco. Boforo 1 show you the needle
work of tin's woman, I want to show
you her regenerated heart, tho bourco
of a puro life and of all Christian char
ities. I wish that the wives and mo
thers and daughters uiid sisters of nil
tho earth would imitate Dorcas in her
discipleship, JUioro you cross the
threshold of tho hospital, before you
enter upon the temptations and trials
of to-morrow, I chargo you, in tho
mime of God. and by thu turmoil and
tumult of tho judgment day, oh
women I that you attend t thu first,
last and greatest duty of your life
CTlo seeking for God and being at ponco
with him, When the trumpet shall
sound, there will bo an uproar, and a
wreck of mountain and continent, and
no human arm can help you.
Amidst tho rising of the dead, and
amidst thu boiling of yonder sen, and
amidsttlie live, leaping thunders of
tho flying heavens, calm and placid
will bo every woman's heart who hath
put her trust in Christ; calm notwith
standing all tho tumult, as though tho
firo in the heavens wero only the gild
iugs of an autumnal sunset, as though
tho peal of tho trumpet were only tho
harmony of mi orchestra, as though
tho awful voices of tho sky wore but a
group of friends bursting through a
gatoway at oventimo with laughter,
and shouting "Dorcas, the disciplo I
Would God that every Mary and
every Martha would this day sit down
at the feel of Jesus I
Till'. ritAlHlCH OK T1IK NKKDI.K.
Further, wo sco Dorcas the benefac
tress. History has told tho story of
tho crown; tlio epic poet has mine of
tho sword; tho pastoral poet, with liis
verses full of tho redolence of clover
tops, and a-rustlo with tho silk of tho
corn, has sung tho praises of tho plow.
i ien you ine praises oi uiu nucuiu.
From tno fig lent rolw prepared in tho
S amen ot lMieu to mo lasisiueii taien on
io garment for tho poor, tho needle litis
wrought wonders of kindness, gener
osity and benefaction. It adorned
the girdle of tho high priest; it fash
ionedlhe curtains in the ancient tnhcr
uaclo; it cushioned the chariots of
King Solomon ; it provided the robes
of Queen Elizabeth; and in high places
and in low places, by tho lire of tho
pioneer's back log and under the flash
of the chandelier, everywhere, it has
clothed nakedness, it has preached tho
Gospel, it has ovcrcotno hosts of pen
ury and want with tho war cry of
"Stitch, stitch, stitch l" The opera
tives havo found a livelihood by it,
and through it tho mansions of tho
employer havo bcon constructed.
Amidst tho greatest triumphs in all
ages and lauds, I set down tho con
quests of tho needle. I admit its
crimes; I admit its cruelties. It has
had more martyrs than the lire; it litis
punctured tho oyo; it has pierced tho
side; it has struck weakness into tho
lungs; it has sent madness into tho
brain; it has filled tho potter's field; it
hits pitched wholo armies of the mi tier
ing into crime and wretchedness and
woo. But now that 1 am talking of
Dorcas and her ministries to the poor,
I shall sneak only of the charities of
tho needlo.
This woman was u roprosonUitivo of
all those women who niako garments
for tho destitute, who knit socks for
tho barefooted, who prepare bandages
for tho lacerated, who Ax up boxes of
clothing for missionaries, who go
into tho asylums of tho suffering and
destitute bearing that Gospel which is
sight for thu blind, and hearing for tho
deaf, ami which makes the lame man
leap like a hart, and brings tho dead
to life, immortal health bounding in
their pulses. What a contrast between
tho practical benevolence of this
woman and a great deal of the charity
of this day 1 This woman did not spend
hor tinio idly planning how tho poor
of your city of Joppa wero to bo re
lioved; sho took her needlo and re
lieved them. Sho wns not like i those
persons who sympathize with imagi
nary borrows, and go out in tho street
and laugh at tho boy who has upset
his basket of cold victuals, or like that
charity which makes a rousing speech
on tho benevolent platform, and goes
out to kick tho beggar from tho stop,
crying: "Hush your miscrublo howl
ing I" Tho sufferers of tho world want
not so much theory as practice; not so
much tears as dollars; not so much
kind wishes us loaves of bread ; not so
much smiles us shoes; not so much
"God bless yousl" as jacketsand frocks.
I will put ouo earnest Christian man,
hard working, against five thousand
mere theorists on tho subject of char
ity. There aroti great many who havo
fine ideas about church architecture
who uover in their lifo helped to build
a church. Thcro aro men. who can
fivo you thu history of BuddLism and
lohammedanism, who uover scut a
farthing for their ovangclization.
Thcro tiro women who talk beautifully
about tho suffering of tho world, who
nover had tho courngo like Dorcas to
take tho needle ami assault it.
DISCIN.ES OF DOIICAB.
I am glad that thoro is not a pugo of
tho world's history which Is not a rec
ord of femulo benevolence. God says
to all lauds and people, Como nowand
hear tho widow's mite rattlo down into
tho poor box. Tho princess of Couti
sold all her jewels that she might help
tho famine stricken. Queen Blanche,
tho wife of louis VIII, of Franco,
hearing that there wero some persons
unjustly incarcerated in the prisons,
wcnlout amidst tho rabbi o anil took a
stick and struck tho doorns u signal
that thoy might nil strike it, and down
went tho prison door and out eamo
tho prisoners. Queen Muud, tho wife
of Henry I, went down amidst tho
poor and washed their sores and ad
ministered to them cordials. Mrs.
Retson, nt Matagorda, appeared on tho
battlellelu wliun tlio missiles or deatli
wore flying around, and cared for tho
wounded. ' Is thero a man or woman
who has over heard of tho civil war in
Amorica who has not heard of tho
women of thu Sanitary and Chris
tian commissions, or tno fact that,
before the binoko had gone up
from Gettysburg and Soutit Moun
tain, thu women of tho north
met tho women of tho south on tho
battlefield, forgetting all their animos
ities while thoy bound up tho wound
ed, and closed tho eyes of thu slain?
Dorcas tho benefactress.
I como now to speak of Dorcas tho
lamented. When death struck down
that good woman, oh, hew much bor
row there was in this town of Joppdl
I suppose thero wero women hero with
larger fortunes; women, perhaps,
with handsomer faces; but there was
no grief at their departure like this ut
the death of Dorcas. Thoro was not
mora turmoil and uptun ing in tho
Mediterranean sen, dashing against
tho wharves of this seaport, than thcro
were burgings to mid fro of grief bo
caubo Dorcas was dead. Thcro aro a
great many who go out of life and are
unmissed Thcro may bo a very largo
funeral ; there may ho a great jiany
carriages and n plumed hearse; thcro
may ho hllt sounding eulogiiims; tho
bell may toll nt tho cemetery gatot
thcro may ho a very lino tuurblu shnfl
reared over tho rcMing places hut tho
whole thing may be a falsehood and a
rIiiiiii. The eliuivh of God has lost
nothing, llir uoi hi has lost nothing,
it is oulv a nuisance abated it is only
a grumbler censing In llud lault; ills
only an idler stupiied .winning; it Is
only a dissipated inshionatile parted
from hi- wine tellar; while, on the
other liatul, no useful UliriMmii leaves i
this world without being missed. The
church of God cries out like the
prophets "Howl, fir tree, for tho cedar
has fallen." Widowhood conies and
shows the garment which thedcpaited
had made Orphans mo lifted up to
look into the calm face of the sleep
ing benefactress. Reclaimed vagrancy
comes and kisses tho cold brow of her
who charmed it away from sin, and
all through tho streets of Joppa there
is mourning mourning because Dor
cas is dead.
"TIIKIH WOIIKH DO FOLLOW TIIKM."
When Josephine of Franco was car
ricd out to her grave, there woio
great many men mid women of pomp
and pride and position that went out
after tier; hut 1 am most affected by
tho story of history that on that day
there wero feu thousand of tho poor of
Franco who followed her eollln, weep
ing and wailing until the air rang
again, necause, wlien tnoy lost .loscpn
ine. they lost their last earthly friend.
Oh, who would not rather have such
obsequies than all tho tears that wero
over poured in the lachrymals that
have been exhumed from ancient cit
ies. There may bo no mass for tho
dead; thero may be no costly sarcopha
gus; there may be no elaborate mauso
leum; hut in the damp cellars of tho
city, and through the lonely huts of
tho mountain cleii, thero will bo
mourning, mourning, mourning, be
cause Dorcas is dead. "Blessed aro
tho dead who die in thoIi'd; thoy
rest from their labors, and their works
do follow them."
I speak to you of Dorcas tho resur
rected Tho apostlo came to whero
sho was and said: "Arise; and sho sal
up I" In what n short compass the
great writer put that "Sho sat tip I"
Oh, what a time thero must havo been
around this town, when thu apostlo
brought her out among her old friends!
How the tears of joy must havo
started! What clanpingof bauds thero
must have been I Whatsingiiigl What
laughter I Sound it all through that
lane! Shout it down that dark alloy I
Let all Joppa hear itl Dorcas is res
urrected 1
noop nr.nim live aiavayh.
Yon mid I havo seen tho s-inio thing
many a time; not a dead body resusci
tated, but tho deceased coming up
again after death in tho good accom
plished. If a man labors up to fifty
years of age, serving God, and then
dies, wo aro apt to think that his earth
ly work is done. No. His inlluenco
on earth will continue till thu world
ceases. Services rendered for Christ
iioverstop A Christian woman toils
for the upbuilding of a church
through many anxieties, through
many self denials, with pravers
and tears, and then she (lies.
It is fifteen years since she went
nway. Now the spirit of God descends
upon that church; hundreds of souls
stand up and confess the faith of
Christ Has that Christian woman,
who went away fifteen years ago,
nothing to do with these things? I
sco the flowering out of hor noble
heart. I hear the echo of her footAteps
in all tho songs over sins forgiven, m
all the prosperity of the church. Thu
good thatscemed to bo buried hnscomu
up again Dorcas is resurrected.
After a while all these womanly
frionds of Christ will put down their
needlo forever. After making gar
ments for others, soino ono will mako
a garment for them; tho last robo wo
over wear the robo for tho grave.
You will havo heard tho last cry of
pain. You will havo witnessed the
last orphanngo. You will havo como
in worn out from your last round of
mercy. J tto not itnow wnero you
will slcop, nor what your opitaph will
bo; but there will bo n lamp burning
at that tomb und nc angel of God
guarding it, mid through all tho long
night no rude foot will disturb tho
dust. Sleep on, sleep on I Soft bed,
pleasant shadows, undisturbed roposol
Sleep on I
AbIitI Jwus1 nlesscilBleopI
I'rom wlilcli none cvor wnko to woep.
Thou one day thcro will bo a bW
rending, and u whirl of wheels, and
tho Hash of a pageant; armies march
ing, chuinsrliinkiiig, banners waving,
thunders booming, and that Christian
woman will arise from tho dust, nnd
sho will bo suddenly surrounded btir
roui.dcdhy tho wundoiers of tho street
whom sho reclaimed, surrounded by
tho wounded souls to whom she had
administered I Daughter of God, so
strangely surrounded, what means
this? It means that reward has como.
that the victory is won, that the crown
is ready, that tho banquet is bprcad.
Shout it through all tho crumbling
earth. Sing it through all tho flying
heavens. Dorcas isrosurrcctedl
CHH1STH aitKAT 01KT.
In lSSn. when some of tho soldiers
camo back from tho Crimean war to
Loudon, tho Queen of England dis
tributed among tlieni beautiful medals,
called Crimean medals. Galleries
were erected for tho two houses of par
liament and the royal family to sit in.
Thero was a great uudienco to witness
thu distribution of tho medals. A colo
uol who had lost both feet in the battlo
of Iukermaii was pulled in on a wheel
chair; others camo in limping on their
crutches. Then tho queen of Fnglaud
arose before them in the nauio of her
government, and uttered words of
commendation to the olllcors and
men, and distributed these medals, in
scribed with the four great battlefields,
Alma, Bahiklava, Iukcrinnii and So
bastopol. As tho queen gave theso to
tho wounded men and tho wounded
nillccrs, the bands of music struck up
tlio national air, and thu peoplo with
d reaming eyes joined in the bong:
doit Km our (,'raclom queen I
long llvo our noblo queen I
CoJ wvo tlio qillHMll
And then thoy shouted "Huzza!
Nil. 0117. Nilincilritl Ciiluiiiik.
1 mil roliiHse(l of 111 litt(il'.
My l'J, 0, :i In n Hnouul pronoun.
My 8, ID, '., A In n wild nnliiml.
My Ift, n, III l nil fu'llvii verb.
My til, IS, I I ix iiiitnernl.
My lf. 7, 1 1 111. t(l, It. I I to expand.
My S lt, II. 10 In n vrRutnblo.
My Ifi, l, U Uti Uxly of water.
My irt, 0, It, I, 10, 7 W mmiotliltiK unknown
or hidden.
.lywliololnu well known American nil
tlioroivt, mIioo most celebrated Htory linn lcen
trnnMntetl Into ninny Imi);tmi;e8, anil n n
piny 1h received w Ith unfailing Kiptilnrlty.
No. (MIS. Hidden WoriW.
In Hie mime of ono of tlio plant proxwol
for a national llower may lo fonml it raiiRO
of mountaliiK Moping towmd Ixitli Kuroo
anil Asia, a meadow, n verb, ''nil coeli," "n
urniv," a king nIiono imino l tlio tttlo of ono
of BluUwH-iiroV plays, a girl's namo, a cloth
mrnMire. "Irti("a imrtof tlio head, ovory
tiling. No. Will. Iltn.lirUed Proverb.
S-St-
No. 700. A Charade
I .Itllo Tom nnd Id h Inter went flitilng,
Their nKes wero noven und the;
Tliey returned nil e In led nnd kiuIIIiik,
Declnrinft they'd caught Home nllre.
Triumphant they opened their banket.
To tet innnium Keo their Krnnd prle,
"Why, thcHO nro not IIhIi, they nro ono twoft.
You Kllly young mien, hco their eyeit"
Tho children looked mire, dixupiioliited,
And Tom laid hi two on tho Moor,
Declillnj; ho didn't llko fishing,
Anil wan Hiiro he'd not go any more.
No. 701. Crom Word Knluitm.
My flrt N In water, but not In Inmt;
My second In foot, but not in I. nnd;
My third In In lark, but not In wron;
My fourth Is In flvo, lint not In ten;
My fifth nnd lnt In englo you'll n;o
My vliolo a goncrnl liruvo wim ho,
Who died In tho moment of victory.
No. 703, I)ro T.rltor I'roverb.
-E-I, -I-II-U- -N-W-K-a- I- -n--I-T-Il
rV -0-L-.
No. 703. Curtailment.
Curtail "old," nnd linvo "generation."
Curtail "mature," nnd linvo "Ut tear a
worn."
Curtail "a Hue uwd for inoauring," nnd
havo a kind ot fruit.
Curtail "a number of nhin together," and
hnvo "to run nway."
Tho curtailed letters form a word moaning
'liability ," "obligation," "duo."
The Clpbrr 1'iuzle,
The authenticity of Hliakosponro'n nnto
graph loIng dlauuftsod by a largo and merry
party assembled round tho flresldoof a choor
ful country homo, a young lady present was
heard to remark, "That, of all thing, kIio
envied tho possoivn of such a tronsuro." On
retiring to rest, blio discovered tho following
on her dri-KsIng tablo:
You 0 a 0, hut lOtheoj
O, 0 no 0, but O, 0 mo.
And, O, lot my 0 thy 0 be,
And give 0 010 tlieo.
This tho translate! ns follows:
You sigh for a cipher, hut I iltch for then,
O, sigh for no cipher, but 0, High for ine.
And O, let my cipher thy cipher be,
And give sigh for slcb, for I sigh for theo.
A Hldille In Illijriiin.
Two brothers wo nro; groat burdoiw we licnr;
By soino wo nro heavily pressed.
We aro full nil tho day, but in truth I may
say
Wo nro empty when wo go to rest.
A alr of shoes.
Key to Hie I'uzzler.
No. tt. A Word I'uzdoi 1. An ncro. 2.
Nacro. 8. Crnno. -1. Near. ft. Era. 0. Er
In error. 7. E. (east).
No. C8!5. Acrostic: H.iturn. Lovo, Eng
land. Eve. I'etrarch. Initial: Sleep.
No. 080. Diamond nnd Unit Square;
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No, 037. (leogrnphlcal Enigmas: 1. Cat
kill, 'i, Leavenworth. 3. lioston. 4. Now
nrk. ft, liwell, 0. Dunkirk. 7. Cleveland,
a Sprlngllold. 0. New Orients. 10. Hart
ford. 11. Saratoga Spring. 12. Manches
ter. 18 liultlmoro. H. 'Hannibal. 1ft. Wll
llmantt No. ttoS. Arithmetical: C, I, ono hundred
end ono; L, fifty, dividing ft gives C L I;
cipher, O, nildod gives CLIO, ouo of tho ulna
muses.
No. I'.S'J. Crossword Enigma: Najioloon.
No. (100. -A I'ootlcul Quotation:
Oh, what a tangled neb wo vcae
When first wo practice to ilccelvol
No. Gill. -What Is It? Tho figure 8.
No, ft.!. Curtailments: Whont boat eat.
No. 093. Easy Word Squares:
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No. COl.-Omtral Acrostic:
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No. 005 Hcheadlnga: Iz-ono. A-brldge,
F-car,
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