The Lampasas Leader. (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 10, No. 16, Ed. 1 Friday, March 11, 1898 Page: 2 of 10
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FARM AND STOCK ITEMS-
Kansas, Nebraska and Missouri took
20,000 calves from Texas last autumn
and would be glad to get that many
mc-re now if they were to be had.
Curtis Bros, recently bought of
Thomas Trammell of Sweetwater,
7000 head of stock cattle, located in
Travis county, New Mexico, for $140,-
000.
The farmers in Parker county are in
the midst of corn planting notwith-
standing a cold wave which struck
this section recently, forming ice one-
eighth of an inch thick, but as it is
very dry no apprehension is felt for
the safety of the fruit crop which will
be enormous unless killed later on.
Capt. W. H. Getzendaner, one of the
largest land owners in Ellis county is
confident that that county will raise
a gocd crop the coming year. He said:
“The farming lands are all in good
condition now; the oat crop is look-
ing first rate; there is an increase in
the oat and wheat acreages this year.
Both oats and wheat look healthy and
there is a good stand of each.”
It is stated by an authority from
SanAntonio that southern cattle would
be worth $4 per head more if it could
be shown that they were free from
inefction. He trusted that the com-
ing spring and summer would settle
the matter, with the assistance of the
dipping vats, and that suitable action
'would be taken by the department of
agriculture to insure the opening of
the markets of the north to the cattle
raisers of south Texas during a rea-
sonable time every year, if not the to-
tal extinction of the quarantine line.
Some of the new settlers who have
recently come into the Scurry county
district are in very poor circumstances,
but poorly provided with either
money, farming imuleme«.ts or live
stock. They, of course, receive assist-
ance from their neighbors, the older
settlers, but it has been quite a burden
on the latter duringthepastsix months
to provide for so many destitute stran-
gers. Farming in many parts of the
Panhandle is hazardous for poor men,
for a short crop means suffering, and
although a good year pays well, as
large a profit probably being made as
could be made in any part of the Uni-
ted States, still the country is, strictly
speaking, a grazing and not an agri-
cultural country.
Mr. William Botts, of Bossier Par-
ish, Louisiana, was in Corsicana sev-
eral days since, on the outlook for
land for the purpose of planting it
with pecans. In speaking of the pb-
can culture he said: “The demand in
the markets east and north, and even
in Europe, for this American nut has
been growing year after year, and it is
evident to my mind that the supply of
wrild nuts will not be equal to- the de-
mand in a few years. There are a few
pecan plantations in the country, but
they will not be sufficient to meet the
demand for the nuts, even with the
wild supply added. I believe there is
money in pecan culture, and if returns
are not immediate', they will come af-
ter awhile. If I can get such lowlands
as I wish in this section, which I re-
gard as peculiarly adapted to the suc-
cessful cultivation of the nut, I will
put out at least 100 acres in young
trees. Texas is no doubt the best
country for pecan culture in the world,
and that is why I have come on a pros-
pecting tour here. We have plenty of
nuts in Louisiana, but they do- not
class with the Texas nut in the east-
ern markets.”
The fat cattle at the Paris, Tex., oil
mill pens are now commencing to find
their way to market. E. B. Harrold
of Fort Worth, w!k> has beetween 8000
and 10,000 head feeding there now,
proposes to ship about five trains a
week over the Frisco to St. Louis and
some probably to Chicago. The trains
are expected to leave Paris on Satur-
days, Sundays, Mondays, Tuesdays
and Wednesdays of each week until
the stock is all shipped. It is said
.that these cattle are in prime order
for market. Capt. Moore, of the Fris-
co, is of the opinion that Mr. Harrold
will keep up his supply of feeders at
Paris during the continuance of the
present satisfactory prices for beef
stock prevailing in the northern mar-
kets. Capt. Moore states that Texas
beeves are fast growing in estimation
north, and that in no long time they
will rank with the products of those
northern ranges, which have always
commanded a much higher price than
those from Texas. He thinks that the
feeding pens have done much for
Texas stock this year, and although he
is by no means certain that meal-fed
stock will ever bring fully the price
commanded by the corn-fed animal,
:he says that some magnificient market
cattle have left the Paris mills this
year for SL Louis.
TALMAGE’S SEBMON.
“THE GOOD SHEPHERD” LAST
SUNDAY’S SUBJECT.
From the Text, Psalms, Chapter XXIII,
Verse 1 as Follows: “The Lord Is My
(Shepherd’’ — The Battle Between
Wealth and Poverty.
HAT with post and
rail fences, and our
pride in • youth-
down, Astrakhan
and Flemish varie-
ties of sheep, there
is no use now of
the old-time shep-
herd. Such an one
had abundance of
opportunity of be
coming a poet, be-
ing out of doors twelve hours the day,
and oft-times waking up in the night
on the hills. If the stars, or the tor-
rents, or the sun, or the flowers, had
anything to say, he was very apt to
hear it. The Ettrick Shepherd of
Scotland, who afterwards took his seat
in the brilliant circle of Wilson and
Lockhart, got his wonderful poetic
inspiration in the ten years in which
he was watching the flocks of Mr. Laid-
law. There is often a sweet poetry in
the rugged prose of the Scotch shep-
herd. One of these Scotch shepherds
lost his only son, and he knelt down in
prayer and was overheard to say, “O
Lord, it has seemed good in thy provi-
dence to take from me the staff of my
right hand at the time when to us
sand-blind mortals I seemed to be most
in need of it, and bow I shall climb up
the hill of sorrow and auld age with-
out it, thou mayst ken, but I dinna.”
David, the shepherd boy, is watch-
ing his father’s sheep. They are pas-
turing on the very hills where after-
ward a Lamb was born of which you
have heard much, “the Lamb of God,
which taketh away the sins of the
world.” David, the shepherd boy, was
beautiful, brave, musical and poetic. I
think he often forgot the sheep in his
reveries. There in the solitude ho
struck the harp string that is thrilling
through the ages. David, the boy, was
gathering the material for David, the
poet, and David the man. Like other
boys, David was fond of using his
knife among the saplings, and he had
noticed the exuding of the juic« of the
tree; and when he became a man, he
said, “The trees of the Lord are full of
sap.” David, the boy, like other boys,
had been fond of hunting the birds’
nests and he had driven the old stork
off the nest to find out how many eggs
were under her; and when he became
a man, he said, “As for the stork, the
fir trees are her house.” In boyhood
he had heard the terrific thunder-
storm that frightened the red deer into
premature sickness; and when he be-
came a man, he said, “The voice of the
Lord maketh the hinds to calve.” Da-
vid, the hoy, had lain upon his back
looking up at the stars and examining
the sky, and to his boyish imagination
the sky seemed like a piece of divine
embroidery, the divine fingers work-
ing in the threads of light and the
beads of stars; and he became a man
and wrote, “When I consider thy heav-
ens, the work of thy fingers.” When
he became an old man, thinking of the
goodness of God, he seemed to hear the
bleating of his father’s sheep across
many years, and to think of the time
when he tended them on the Bethle-
hem hills, and he cries out in the text,
“The Lord is my shepherd.”
If God will help me, I will talk to
you of the shepherd’s plaid, the shep-
herd’s crook, the shepherd’s dogs, the
shepherd’s pasture grounds and the
shepherd’s flocks.
And first: The shepherd’s plaid: It
would be preposterous for a man go-
ing out to rough and besoiling work
to put on splendid apparel. The potter
does not work in velvet; the serving
maid does not put on satin while toil-
ing at her duties; the shepherd does
not wear a splendid robe in which to
go out amidst the storms, and the
rocks, and the nettles; he puts on the
rough apparel appropriate to his expos-
ed work. The Lord o,ur Shepherd, com-
ing out to hunt the lost sheep, puts on
no regal apparel, but the plain gar-
ment of our humanity. There was
nothing pretentious about it. I know
the old painters represent a halo about
the babe Jesus, but I do not suppose
that there was any more halo about
that, child than about the head of any
other babe that was born that Christ-
mas eve in Judea. Becoming a man,
he wore a seamless garment. The scis-
sors and needle had done nothing to
make it graceful. I take it to have
been a sack with three holes in it; one
for the neck, and two for the arms.
Although the gamblers quarreled over
it, there is no evidence of its value.
I have seen two rag pickers quarrel
over the refuse of an ash barrel. No;
in the wardrobe of heaven he left the
sandals of' light, the girdles of beauty,
the robes of power, and put on the be-
soiled and tattered raiment of our hu-
manity. Sometimes he did not even
wear the seamless robe. What is that
hanging about the waist of Christ? Is
It a badge of authority? Is it a royal
eoat of arms? No; it is a towel. The
♦MMiolee' feat ara filthy from the walk
on the long way, and are- not fit to be
put upon the sofas on which they are
to recline at the meal, and so Jesus
washes their feet, and gathers them
up in the towel to dry them. The
work of saving this world was rough
work, rugged work, hard work; and
Jesus put on the raiment, the plain
raiment, of our flesh. The storms were
to beat him, the crov/ds were to jostle
him, the dust was to sprinkle him, the
mobs were to pursue him. Oh, Shep-
herd of Israel! leave at home thy bright
array. For thee, what streams to ford,
what nights all unsheltered! He puts
upon him the plain raiment of our hu-
manity; wears our woes, and while
earth and heaven" and hell stand
amazed at the abnegation,wraps around
him the shepherd’s plaid.
“Cold mountains and the midnight air,
Witnessed the fervor of his prayer.”
Next I mention the shepherd’s crook.
This was a rod with a curve at the end,
which, when a sheep was going astray,
was thrown over its neck; and in that
way it was pulled back. When the
sheep were not going astray, the shep-
herd would often use it as a sort of
crutch, leaning on it; hut when the
sheep were out of the way, the crook
was always busy pulling them back.
All we, like sheep, have gone astray,
and had it not been for the shepherd’s
crook, we would have fallen long ago
over the precipices.
■Here is a man who is making too
much money. He is getting very vain.
He says, “After a while I shall be in-
dependent of all the world. Oh, my
soul, eat, drink and be merry.” Busi-
ness disaster comes to him. What is
God going to do with him? Has God
any grudge against Mm? Oh, no. God
is throwing over him the shepherd’s
crook and pulling him back into better
pastures. Here is a man who has al-
ways been well. He has never had
any sympathy for invalids; he calls
them coughing, wheezing nuisances.
After a while sickness comes to him.
He does not understand what God i3
going to do with him. He says, “Is.the
Lord angry with me?” Oh, no. With
the shepherd’s crook he has been pull-
ed back into better pastures. Here is
a happy household circle. The par-
ent does not realize the truth that these
children are only loaned to him, and
he forgets from what source came his
domestic blessings. Sickness drops
upon those children and death swoops
upon a little one. He says, “Is God
angry with me?” No. His shepherd’s
crook pulls him back into better pas-
tures. I do not know what would have
become of us if it ha.d not been for the
shepherd’s crook. Oh, the mercies of
our troubles! You take up apples and
plums from under the shade of the
trees, and the very best fruits of Chris-
tian character we find in the deep
shade of trouble.
When I was on the steamer, coming
across the ocean, I got a cinder in my
eye, and several persons tried to get it
out very gently, but it could not he
taken out in that way. I was told that
the engineer had a facility in such
cases. I went to him. He put his
large, sooty hand on me, took a knife,
and wrapped the lid of the eye around
the knife. I expected to be hurt very
much, but without any pain, and in-
stantly he removed the cinder. Oh,
there come times in our Christian life,
when our spiritual vision is being
spoiled, and all gentle appliances fail.
Then there comes some giant trouble,
and black-handed, lays hold of us and
removes that which would have ruined
our vision forever. I will gather all
your joys together in one regiment of
ten companies, and I will put them
under Colonel Joy. Then I will gath-
er all your sorrows together in one
regiment of i;en companies, and put
them under Colonel Breakheart. Then
will ask, which of these regiments
has gained for you the greater spirit-
ual victories? Certainly that under
Colonel Breakheart.
In the time of war, you may remem-
ber, at the South and North, the ques-
tion was whether the black troops
would fight; but when they were put
into the struggle on both sides, they
did heroically. In that great day of
eternity it will be found that it was
not the white regiment of joys that
gained your greatest successes,
but the black troops of trouble, mis-
fortune and disaster. Where you have
gained one spiritual success from your
prosperity, you have gained ten spirit-
ual successes from your adversity. *
*
You have noticed that different flocks
of sheep have different marks upon
them; sometimes a red mark, some-
times a blue mark,sometimes a straight
mark, sometimes a crooked mark. The
Lord our Shepherd has a mark for his
sheep. It is a red mark—the mark of
the cross. “Blessed a-re they that are
persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for
theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
Furthermore, consider the shepherd’s
pasture grounds. The old shepherds
used to take the sheep upon the moun-i
tains in the summer, and dwell in the
valleys in the winter. The sheep being
out of doors perpetually,their wool was
better than if they had been kept in the
hot atmosphere of the sheep-cot. Wells
were dug for the sheep and covered
with large stones, in order that the hot
weather might not spoil the water. And
right. So the Lord our Shepherd has
a large pasture ground. He takes us
in the summer to the mountains, and
in the winter to the valleys. Warm
days of prosperity come, and we stand
on sun-gilt Sabbaths, and on hills of
transfiguration; and we are so high up
we can catch a glimpse of the pinna-
cles of the heavenly city. Then cold
wintry days of trouble come, and we
go down into the valley of sickness,
want, and bereavement, and we say,
“Is there any sorrow like unto my sor-
row?” But, blessed be God, the Lord’s
sheep can find pasture anywhere. Be-
tween two rocks of trouble a tuft of
succulent promises; green pastures be-
side still waters; long sweet grass be-
tween bitter graves. You have noticed
the structure of the sheep’s mouth? It
is so sharp that it can take up a blade
of grass or clover top from the very
narrowest spot. And so God’s sheep
can pick up comfort where others can
gather none. “The secret of the Lord
is with them that fear him.” Rich pas-
ture, fountain-fed pasture, for all the
flock of the Good Shepherd.
The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Lastly: Consider the shepherd’s fold.
The time of sheep shearing was a very
glad time. The neighbors gathered to-
gether, and they poured wine and
danced for joy. The sheep were put
in a place inclosed by a wall, where it
was very easy to count them and know
whether any of them had been taken
by the jackals or dogs. The inclosure
was called the sheep-fold. Good news
I have to tell you, in that our Lord the
Shepherd has a sheep-fold, and those
who are gathered in it shall never be
struck by the storm, shall never be
touched by the jackals of temptation
and trouble. It has a high wall—so
high that no troubles can get in—so
high that the joys can not get out. How
glad the old sheep will be to find the
lambs that left them a good many years
ago! Millions of children in heaven!
Oh, what a merry heaven it will make!
Not many long meter psalms there.
They will he in the majority, and will
run away with our song, carrying it up
to a still higher point of ecstasy. Oh,
there will he shouting. If children on
earth clapped their hands and danced
for joy, what will they do when, to the
gladness of childhood on earth, is add-
ed the gladness of childhood in heav-
en?
It is time to get over these morbid
ideas of how we shall get out of this
world. You make your religion an un-
dertaker planing coffins and driving
hearses. Your religion smells of the
varnish of a funeral casket. Rather
let your religion today come and show
you the sheepfold that God has provid-
ed for you. Ah, you say, there is a
river between this and that. I know
it; but that Jordan is only for the sheep
washing, and they shall go up on the
other banks snow white. They follow
the great Shepherd. They heard his
voice long ago. They are safe now—
one fold and one Shepherd!
Alas for those who are finally found
outside the inclosure. The night of
their sin howls with jackals; they are
thirsting for their blood. The very
moment that a lamb may be frisking
upon the hills, a bear may be looking
at it from the thicket.
In June, 1815, there was a very noble
party gathered in a house in St. James’
square, London. The prince regent
was present, and the occasion was
made fascinating by music and ban-
queting and by jewels. While a qua-
drille was being formed, suddenly all
the people rushed to the window’s.
What is the matter? Henry Percy had
arrived with the news that Waterloo
had been fought, and that England had
won the day. The dance was aban-
doned ' the party dispersed; lords, la-
dies and musicians rushed into the
street, and in fifteen minutes from the
first announcement of the good news
the house was emptied of all its guests.
Oh, ye who are seated at the banquet
of this world, or whirling in its gay-
eties and frivolities, if you could hear
the sweet strains of the Gospel trum-
pet announcing Christ’s victory over
sin and death and hell, you would rush
forth, glad in the eternal deliverance.
The Waterloo against sin has been
fought, and our commander-in-chief
hath won the day. Oh, the joys of this
salvation! I do not care what meta-
phor, what comparison you have; bring
it to me, that I may use it. Amos
shall bring one simile, Isaiah another,
John another. Beautiful with pardon.
Beautiful with peace. Beautiful with
anticipations. Or to return to the pas-
toral figure of my text, come out of
the poor pasturage of this world into
the rich fortunes of the Good Shep-
herd.
The shepherd of old used to play
beautiful music, and sometimes the
sheep would gather around him and
listen. Today my heavenly shepherd
calls to you with the very music of
heaven, bidding you to leave your sin
and accept his pardon. Oh, that all
this flock would hear the piping of the
Good Shepherd.
Prof. Dolbear says that what is call-
ed stupidity is simply the indication
that a certain brain area is not proper-
then the shepherd led his flock wher- ly nourished or is without coaiiaunioa-
ever he would; aobody disputed bis lion with the nerve fibre,,
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