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FROM PLAT'FORJ'I-U'P HIGHER!
Marvin Williams was “high up” on the lecture
platform, and North, South, East and West he
charmed thousands. “They
Marvin Williams, the all liked it,” to use his own
Lyceum Star, Joins quaint, original saying,
North Georgia Con- whose “likery” was not out
ference —Os Course of fix.”
He Will Succeed. But high as the lecture
platform is as an opportu
nity for doing good, Marvin Williams has heard the
call to “come up higher,” and he has entered the
active ranks of the Christian miinstry, having been
appointed by the last North Georgia Conference to
be pastor of the Methodist church at Douglasville,
Georgia.
We heartily congratulate our old home town on
the acquisition of such a rare spirit as preacher and
citizen. That hustling, growing little city will be a
happier, better town because Marvin Williams lives
in it. A sample of the man may be seen in the following
unique Christmas card which we have received (bor
dered with personal greetings in his own hand) and
which, we learn, he scattered all over Douglasville.
It is entitled “Sposin”:
“I can’t find it now, but when I was a little boy,
I had only to shut my eyes and I was in the Quaint
Country of Sposin. (Sposin was a land where you
Sposined.) Christmases are heartaches apart to a
boy, so one day I shut my eyes and sposined Christ
mas was twice a year! Fine, fine! The next trip I
sposined Christmas came once a month. Sweeter
yet! But still my boyish fancy called for more sto
ries to my Wish Castle, and one night, with Moth
er’s kiss fresh upon my lips, I cuddled down under
103rd Psalm—Paraphrased.
Pastor J. E. McShan, Cumberland Presbyterian
Church, Water Valley, Miss.
Bless, O my soul, with all thy powers,
The holy name of God,
His mercies tell from day to day,
His praises speak abroad.
Thy many sins he doth forgive,
Thy sore diseases cure;
From all destruction save thy life, —
Redeem and make it pure.
He doth with kindness crowm thy life,
With tender mercies, too;
Thy mouth with good He’ll satisfy,
Thy youth with strength renew.
The Lord hath not rewarded us
As all our sins deserve,
His tender mercies large and free,
Doth us from wrath preserve.
His anger He’ll not always keep,
Nor will He always chide;
His loving kindness those will share,
Who in his love abide.
As heaven above the earth is high,
So great His mercies are,
To those who fear His gracious name,
And trust His daily care.
As East and West are far removed,
As far as points can be,
So doth He separate from us
All our iniquity.
As a father doth his children love,
And cherish them each day,
So God doth love and pity those
Who His commands obey.
Our feeble frame He knows full well,
That we are dust remembers,
Our bodies to fierce winds exposed—
To blight at once surrenders.
The transient flower which at pur feet,
In helpless beauty lies,
Does life so fitting illustrate,
As it in blooming dies.
The Golden Age for January 6, 1910.
the snowy cover and shut my eyes and sposined it
was Christmas All-The-Time! When I dreamed that
dream my feet went up and down under the cover
like popping corn.
“That is my wish for you—that staunch and loyal
comradeship with our Elder Brother in which He
shall be ever giving giving, giving you joy and peace
and sweet service to do, and you shall ever be giv
ing Him your loyalty and your love. That, Sweet
Friend, is God’s Christmas all the time.”
“MARVIN WILLIAMS.”
But the marginal greetings? Well, here they are
while we blush becomingly, but “honor bright,” we
thought all these good things about Marvin Williams
before he wrote on that Christmas card as follows:
“Here’s my little Heart’s Wish for you and yours.”
“I have just read your editorial in The Golden Age
on ‘White Atrocities on ‘ Niggers.’ ”
“Bully tor you! We need men brave enough to say
things like that about that very thing.
“I’m an Upshaw man, and, Methodist that I am, I
don’t believe you are ever going to ‘fall from grace.’ ”
“Marvin Williams.”
“P. S. —There isn’t but one trouble about fellows
marrying such women as you and I got —we’ve got
to feel all the balance of our lives that we never
can do quite as big a thing again as we have al
ready done.” “M. W.”
Jesso! Much obliged to you, “old man.” Your
Christmas card, all told, has made the editor feel
like E. P. Roe’s Annie Walton did in Paris when she
got a cablegram from her Gotham sweetheart —
“treated by electricity.”
The mercies of our blessed Lord,
From age to age endure;
His promise to the righteous man
Is to His child made sure.
His throne He hath in heaven prepared,
His kingdom ruleth wide;
All nations shall to Him bow down,
And know no God beside.
Then, O my soul, bless thou His name,
With angels strong above
Repeat, repeat aloud His praise.
Whose blessed name is “Love.”
Stailvart Citizenship at Biloxi.
(Continued from Page 1.)
“The Ideal Commonwealth —The New Biloxi.”
“Sir Thomas More gave us ‘Utopia’; Francis Ba
con’s erudition brought forth the ‘New Atlantis’;
in the moon-tinctured dreams of Thomas Campa
nella, the ‘City of the Sun’ had its birth; James Har
rington’s vision of a perfect sphere, where beatitude
alone should reign, is raptuously pictured in ‘Oce
ana.’
“But E. M. Barber, “of Biloxi, does not waste his
time in painting on the poet’s canvas the infinite
peace and joy of dwelling in a world of his own
great dreaming; he is a man of deeds, not words, and
the New Biloxi, as remodeled by the hands of this
moral sculptor, will be a city beautiful, beside which
the New Jerusalem shall lose its lustre. Mr. Barber
has enlisted the support and co-operation of Mr.
Noel, the illustrious governor of our great common
wealth, and together they will essay the task of
cleaning the door sill of the Augean stables. * * *
“It will be noticed that in his letter, the governor
does not specifically state that he will be present at
the formation of a Law and Order Enforcement
League in Biloxi, but Mr. Barber assures us that
he will be here at some later time, and then these
Gold Dust Twins —we hesitate to use the metaphor,
but picture the cartoon for yourself—will start the
dust flying.
“Nerve is Mr. Barber’s staple in trade. Had he
been present when Socrates drank the hemlock,
undoubtedly he would have wanted half, and then
made old ‘Soc’ clean out the glass. The governor
does not know just what he is up to in this propo-
'four
By G. T. Howerton, East Ceffiwt’l
School, Ada, Okla.
Shut your mouth! This advice is
with some warmth and not in all friendship,
I assure you I am speaking as a friend. Nor am I
giving advice of any other nature than PHYSICAL.
It is a fine investment often to “shut one’s mouth,”
and close in that “member which no one can bridle.”
I have known a few pieces of violence to arise from
the “open mouth and the wagin’ tongue.” But
this little article wants to warn you only of the
dangers to your health of the “open mouth.” AIR
is our most abundant and cheapest food. Air is our
best friend. We need it every MINUTE, and in
fact several times in a minute. But we do'not need
it through the mouth. The nose is “fixed for breath
ing,” but not the mouth. This good friend of ours
may carry many enemies, and while intended to
bring life only may often bring DEATH when admit
ted through the mouth. It is a hard matter for
dust and disease germs to find their way to throat
and lungs through the nose, but very easy when
they enter byway of the mouth. So, “Shut your
mouth” is good advice to breathe by, and also
good advice to COUGH BY. When you feel you
just must cough SHUT YOUR MOUTH. If necessary
place the hand over it and press hard. If you are
TEMPTED to open your mouth when you sleep
it will pay you to TIE IT UP with a rubber dam. By
all means and FOR YOUR HEALTH’S SAKE,
SHUT YOUR MOUTH: (1) when you breathe;
(2) when you sleep; (3) when you COUGH, and (4)
when you EAT.
sition, but Mr. Barber is acquainted with the facts
locally, and we defy him to show the need for any
Law and Order EnforcemenWLeague. His scheme
is an insult to the decency of every law abiding cit-'
izen of Biloxi, and as such will be properly re
sented.
“And the laymen up the state who are giving
so much of their valuable time to a consideration
of affairs that do not concern them will also doubt
less receive a vote of thanks from of~
Biloxi. They are poor, blind zealots, whose type
made possible every martyrdom recorded in all the
ages. Their maledictions would turn to fagots and
their hatred to the torch, but for the majesty of the
law, which they claim to present and uphold."
Whew! It’s a wonder the paper didn’t catch on
fire while these fiery, blistering sentences were
going through the press. But Evon Barber stood
undaunted and undismayed, like the famous “boy
on the burning deck,” nor cried he then:
“Say, Father say, if yet my task is done!”
An alumnus of Mississippi College as a literary
foundation and of the University of Mississippi and
Cornell in law, Mr. Barber entered early and vigor
ously into the political life of his state, where, as
legislator, presidential elector, and an uncompro
mising Prohibition Democrat, he has meant much to
Mississippi’s best upbuilding. He was appointed by
the last Baptist Convention on a committee to memo
rialize the Mississippi Legislature to submit con
stitutional Prohibition to the people.
He believes with the edito’ of this paper that
William J. Bryan is the Gladstone of America, and
is the biggest all-around man of two centuries.
Eloquent, able, spotless and fearless, Evon M.
Barbei’ is wortny and capable of filling any place
within the gift of the people of Mississippi.
The people of the United States did not any
objection to the appointment of the Jaf/e Rev. E. E.
Hale, D. D., as chaplain of the United .States Senate,
but there is ground for protest that his successor
should also be a Unitarian who denies the divinity
of Jesus Christ. It is hardly a fair representation
of the religious complexion of the country. There
are only 71 200 Unitarians in the United States.
They represent scarcely one five-hundredth part of
the religious sentiment of the land. It certainly
would have been a fitting thing to recognize the rest
of the peopje in this appointment,”—Western Evan
gel,
