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VOL. X.
THE WANDERER’S SCUI.
Oh, nhy should I weep because men weep!
For me fierce winds are singing,
And past the mists and veils of rain,
A blithesome Soul, I’m winging.
And past moon, with her pool of
dreams
And her ruin’d hills, forlorn,
] geek the tale she has long forgot,
And I hear Orion's horn.
Orion hunts with the laughing dead;
And, down the thundering skies,
They point my little grave to me
Where wet in the field it lies.
—Anita Fitch, in the Atlantic.
JOIN WOll
3w/TNr,xr MAN
Li
y/ oj> r Tiv.rWA)
IT was not long ago that a Chicago
woman caused comment, some
merriment and a great deal of
serious thought by advertising that
she would give 81000 to any business
man who could within a stated time
prove to her satisfaction that ho had
been always and in every least detail
of his business transactions scrupu
lously honest. The money, it is be
lieved, is still in the hands of the
woman who made the offer. This
does not go to show that Chicago
business men are less honest than those
driving bargains elsewhere, but those
who followed the course of things at
the time that the competition for the
81000 was at its height came to the
conclusion that the woman believed
that there was a difference between
< onitnercial honesty and personal hon
esty, and, ns a matter of fact, not a
few came to loo!: on the thing in the
same light.
All tiiis is apropos of the story of
a commercial transaction which went
through in Chicago the other day and
where a big Southwestern business
man lost one of the chances of his life
because lie had not hewed straight
to lire line of personal honesty. It is
doubtful also if anyone would be will
ing to stretch the limits of commercial
integrity sufficiently to include his
case.
Twelve years ago a Chicago whole
sale grocery firm, one of the largest
in the world, received an order from
ilie Southwest for 4<X> hags of sugar,
100 pounds to the bag. The merchant
who ordered the sugar is for present
purposes named John Fox. The firm
that sent the sugar was Wade, Scales
& Cos.
•Tolm Fox had many dealings with
Wade, Scales & Cos. prior 1o his sugar
order, and after it as well, until a short
time ago. Fox was, and is, a success
ful business man. He is rich, but there
is to-day one fly in tlio commercial
ointment. Fox has moved his great
establishment into Chicago, but he is
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"WE don't NEED TO WORDY ADOPT THE
MIS 'AKE.”
not occupying the big Quarters in the
tine business district that he had
picked out for himself. Instead of
plenty of light, air, room, elevator ser
vice and the other things that lie had
expected to acquire, lie is in cramped
quarters and is making less money by
a large amount each day than he would
be making if he could have secured the
place for a business home that he had
set Ids heart on.
One day recently a man with a som
brero on strolled into the office of
ado. Scales &Cos. To the first man
ho met he said: “I want to see the
boss. I hay® something of importance
to talk about.”
Will you send in your name?” asked
the grocery employe.
The visitor took the blank slip of
paper offered him and wrote this on
it:
'Mr. Nobody, from Nowhere. Tills
i* niy name until after our conversa
tion.”
'live that to the boss,” lie said, ‘‘and
tell him I think lie'll be glad to sco
nio - and that if lie talks right 1 11 give
him niy right name and where I came
from.”
’ uriosity more than anything else
h'd the staid and dignified Mr. M ade
to allow this unconventional visitor a
'bailee to get into his private office,
•ttice there Mr. Nobody said: ‘‘lf I’ll
show you where there is stoOO due this
firm and easily collectable, a SISOO
’bat you know nothing about, what
"ill the information be worth to me?”
"I don’t see how it's, possible,” said
Mf- Wade, “that even with our great
business there could lie that large
•'’mount due us and we know nothing
about it.”
Tcil me what it's worth to nit* if
m.v information is correct—and I'd
Prove to you by your own books inside
01 flvo minutes that it is correct—and
'bin we’ll proceed to business."
'lnformation that lliis firm is so fool
:ls not to know that an easy eol
lectable SISOO is due it is worth .50
*° any man who will prove it. Show
11,0 ’bat we are such business idiots,
and I’ll givp you SSO light out of my
own pocket. More than that, if by
’be faintest chance it hat you should
DADE COUNTY SENTINEL.
euy should prove to be true and we
can collect the 81500, I'll give you a
third of it."
The sombreroed stranger went down
into an inside pocket. “Go to your
books, September 12, 1889,” he said.
Mr. Wade went to ills books. There
after the stranger had mentioned an
invoice number they found what iu a
nutshell was this:
“Shipped to John Fox, Bioknell,
Ariz., 400 bags of sugar of 100 pounds
each—4o,ooo pounds.”
“Now turn to your books of January
14, 1890,” said the stranger, adding,
"this is easy money for me."
It did not take Mr. Wade and his
bookkeeper more than a minute to find
out that instead of wending a bill for
40,000 pounds of sugar to John Fox,
they had sent him a bill for 400
pounds, a bill which he had paid
promptly. A receipt had been sent
Mr. Fox, and the transaction closed,
and through one of those absolutely
unexplainable bits of business mistakes
that will occur in houses doing trans
actions of millions a year the error
had never been discovered. There was
due the firm of Wade & Scales from
John Fox SISOO and interest thereon
for something like twelve years.
“You see,” said the visitor, "I was
Mi - . Fox’s bookkeeper for years and
years. When the bill for 400 pounds
of sugar came in I called his attention
to the mistake, and he said: ‘l’ll pay
the bill as it stands, and if they ever
send a bill for the remaining 3000
pounds I’ll pay that, too, but I guess
we don’t need to worry about the mis
take.’ The other day John Fox kicked
me out of his employment for a trivial
mistake--kicked me out penniless at
that. What I am doing now you may
consider a piece of revenge. So it is
laregly, but I also need money.”
The Westerner left the place with
SSO iu his pocket and the next mail
took a bill to John Fox for SISOO, plus
the interest for twelve years. Actuated
by curiosity to know how the man
would explain the matter, Mr. Wade
inclosed with the bill a query as to
why, having received 40,000 pounds of
sugar, Mr. Fox had sent on pay for
only 400 pounds.
Within a week a check for the full
amount of the bill and interest was re
ceived. John Fox was too good a busi
ness man not to know that he must
pay instantly, but as far as his dis
honesty was concerned, this is what
lie said in his letter, the only bit of
writing that appeared except the
name and figures ou the check:
“I make it a point never to pay until
bills are presented. You never sent the
bill for the extra 3000 pounds.
“JOHN FOX.”
Was Fox a thief or simply commer
cially shrewd?
Iu the years that had passed John
Fox had become a multi-millionaire.
Recently he wished to open a great
establishment iu Chicago. A. real es
tate agent found him a finely located
building near the heart of liie busi
ness district. Fox came way on to
look at it. • lie went to the agent's
office and found him looking somewhat
downcast, as a man might look who
was out a fat commission.
“Mr. Fox,” said the agent, “I was
utterly dumfouuded Iliis morning when
informed by the owners of the building
selected for you that they would not
let you have it under any circum-
stances. The owners are a firm of
wholesale grocers. When I pressed
them for a reason for refusing to let
(lie property to you, Ihe head of the
firm handed me a slip of paper and
said: ‘I understand Mr. Fox is to
come to see you to-day? When he
asks you for our reason in declining
io rent to him, simply give him this
piece of paper.’ 1 have the paper here,
but, Mr. Fox, I am free to confess that
I can’t find anything in it that even
iiints at a reason why the grocers
should decline to rent to you.”
John Fox held out Ids hand and re
ceived tlie slip of paper from the
agent. He unfolded it. He saw that
it was one of his own letterheads, and
below the printing lie read this, writ
ten in his own hand:
“Wade, Mealies & Cos.: Gentlemen—
I make it a point never to pay until
bills are presented. JOHN FOX.”
—Chicago Itecord-Herald.
America Demis in Astronomj.
“America is doing more and better
work in astronomy than tlie whole of
Europe combined. S. H. Burnham is
the greatest double-star astronomer
that lives or ever lived,” says Mir Rob
ert Ball, professor of mathematics and
astronomy at Cambridge University.
“In astronomical matters,” lie said,
“we in Europe all look to America.
The primacy of America in these mat
ters is largely due to the climate, which
is favorable to astronomical observa
tion, but much more to the wealth of
the American people and tlie large
sums of money that they devote to as
tronomical apparatus. I must admit,
however, that it is also due in part to
the superior talents of the American
astronomers. Both tlie Yerkes tele
scope and the Lick telescope are larger
than anything in Europe. It may
sound like fulsome flattery, but it is
a cold fact that America is doing more
and better work in astronomy than
the whole of Europe together."—Chi
cago News.
Finding; a Town’s Ace.
Anew method for the use of anti
quaries is suggested in a recent report
on the magnetic survey. One of its
exploring parties was able to tell about
wliat year an old town liad been laid
out by the amount of deflection of
its street lines from the true north and
south. They knew at what time in
the past that had been the variation of
the compass in that part of the coun
try, and their surmises as to the age
of the town proved correct.—Youth’s
Companion. .
TRENTON. GA. FRIDAY. FEBRUARY 7.1902.
BILL ARP’S LETTER
Qaestion of Liquor Traffic Is a
Hard Problem to Solve,
SCRIPTURE IS LIBERALS QUOTED
From the Beginning cf the Ages the
Drink Proposition Has Faced
Mankind—Dispensaries are
Discussed. ,
I was ruminating about this littie
unpleasantness that is going on
amongst our neighbors at Rome. My
comfort is that it is not as big a thing
as they think it is and will soon pass
away. After the electon is over the
leaders will apologize all round and
make friends and the dear people will
have time to reflect and wonder what
fools the leaders made of them. A
friend writes me that there is nothing
ir it but ring politics—who shall run
the machine, who shall have the of
fices. Whisky is in the background,
but the main thing is office. As Leon
ard Morrow once said at a public
speaking: "Boys, don’t let ’em fool
you. They are just side wipin’ round
huntin’ the orthography of a little of
fice.” Carlisle said, "England has a
population of 30,000,000—mostly
fools.” and just so there are enough
fools in every county or community
to elect a man if he can get them all.
He is pretty safe if he can get a ma
jority of them. “Dispensary or no dis
pensary,” that is the question that is
now stirring Ron, id Floyd county.
Well, we know ah „ ,ut it here in Car
tersvilie, for we tried the saloons for
years and they did so much harm we
abolished them and they will never
come back here again—never. Now
we are trying tbe dispensary; in fact,
we have two of them, one in Rome and
the other in Atlanta. We wouldn’t
have one in our town or county for
anything. The farther off the better.
The easier whisky is to get the more
will be drank. Dawson, in Terrell
county, has had a dispensary for near
ly four years. The sales for the first
year were $26,000. The second year
were $39,000, the third year $56,000,
and the present year it will probably
run to $75,000. You see it takes the
boys some time to find out how easy
it is to get it, but the consumption
goes on, increasing and tlio people
take comfort in that the profits in
crease their school fund and lessen
their taxes. No matter if it impover
ishes the poor and makes drunkards
of their young men, that is of no con
sequence.
Now, our dispensaries are most too
near. I wish that the consumers had
to get their supplies from Cincinnati
or Baltimore. That would cut the jug
business down one-half at least. The
common people couldn't wait so long
and nobody but common people would
get any hardly. It would be a long
time between drinks, as the governor
of North Carolina said to the governor
of South Carolina. There is bound
to be some drinking going on if they
knew that the world was going to be
burned up tomorrow. “Ail we can
do,” said a good man to me yesterday,
“is to make it hard to get and regulate
its sale and consumption.” This man
had had experience with young men
who drank on the sly. He used to
drink habitually himself, but found
the habit was growing on him. He
wanted it oftener and more of it, so
he quit short off two years ago. lie
said “that there was but little differ
ence between open bar rooms and the
dispensary, so far as the better class
of young men were concerned. A dol-„
lar bottle in a room with three or fo*tr
friends was about as bad the the dol
lar for drinks in a bar room.”
But the barrooms are a nuisance in
any town and a disgrace to its refine
ment. If they are allowed at all they
should be on some side street where
ladies do not frequent or have to pass.
Keep them out of sight and out of
smell. Of course, the drinking habit
cannot be stopped by law’, nor can
the sale of whiskey be stopped as
long as the government allows its
manufacture. Our people can drive
over to Cherokee and buy what they
want from the government distillery.
There is no such thing as prohibition
and never will be until the dawn of
the millennium. This thing began with
old Noah and had its ups and downs ,
all through the Bible history. It nevei I
was sanctioned. It never was prohib
ited except to the priests in the tab
ernacle. “Drink not in the tabernacle
lest ye die,” saith Moses. All of those
oid-time peop't kept some on the
sideboard. Joseph and his brethren
drank together and were merry. Da
vid speaks of- wine that makoth glad
the heart of man. Solomon says, “Give
strong drink to him that is ready to
perish and wine to those that be
heavy of heart.” But when he was
sobering up from a spree he said:
“Wine is a mocker, strong drink is
raging, for at the last it biteth like
a serpent and stingeth like an ad
der.” I heard a judge of our circuit
say that the wind up of a spree was
the most wretched and forlorn mental
condition that could befall a man.
Said he, “Away in the dead of night
I have gotten up and gone to the well
in my night shirt and drank and drank
the cooling water until I could hold no
mere. I wanted to bite a branch
two and swallow the upper end.
Nabal got drunk and became as a
stone; Benhadad and thirty-two kings
all got drunk together after a battle.
. Official Organ of Dado County
Jeremiah the prophet, tried to make
the Rechabites drink wine with him,
but they would not, for their fathers
had enjoined them, and Jeremiah
blessed them for obeying their father,
and said, “Thus saith the Lord the
house of Jonadab, the son of Rechab,
shall not want for a man to stand be
fore me forever.” Zachariah seems to
have winked at the indulgence, for
he said, “Corn shall make the young
men cheerful and new wine the
maids.” I wonder if that was sure
enough corn liquor. The aged women
were enjoined not to drink much
wine, wherein is excess. King Ahas
utrus got drunk and ordered Queen
Vashti to come before him and she
refused, and did right and the old ras
cal deposed her. llosea saith that
wine takes away the heart. Isaiah was
hard against it, and says, "Their ta
bles are full cf vomit and filthiness
and there, is no place clean upon
upon them.” Habakkuk says, “Woe un
to him that giveth his neighbor drink
and putteth the bottle to him.”
But this is enough of scripture.
From that day to this the excessive
use of spirituous liquors has gone on
in ail nations, carrying ruin its its
train, degrading kings and disgracing
presidents and neither law nor pre
cept, nor preachers nor the pleading
of women has been able to stop it.
The dispensary is more respectable
in its surroundings than the saloon.
There is no gathering of roughs aud
toughs at its door and women can
walk by without being insulted or dis
gusted as they pdss. I do not believe
that it lessens the use or abuse of
whiskey. Nothing will do that but
home influence and religious training
and public opinion. It takes every
thing to combat it and keep it in
check. I have before me th-e last of
ficial statement of the dispensary bus
iness in South Carolina, and it is
amazing to see how it is growing. It
is now the largest and most important
business in the state —its aggregate
sales for the past fiscal year being a
little over $2,000,444 and over $500,000
net profits, and of these profits and
the stock on hand the school fund is
entitled to $611,354 and the state has
on hand $640,000 of stock. The prof
its pay hundreds of officials good sala
ries, besides accumulating an enor
mous school fund. I have traveled a
B°oj&oo*over the state and found
public opinion much divided upon the
questionable morality of the system.
But it pays financially and the ques
tion of educating the negro with taxes
from white people does not raise such
a protest as long as the sale of vhis
key pays it, especially when the negro
is the dispensary’s very liberal cus
tomer.
What about the part that woman is
taking in this liquor business? What
does all this mean that Bishop Cole
man, of Delaware, has recently assert
ed in a public sermon preached in
New Jersey. He says that the whis
key habit is actually decreasing among
the men of the north, but it is rapidly
increasing among the women, not only
the fashionable women, but among the
middle classes. His assertion caused
a committee to be appointed who
quietly frequented the hotels and eat
ing houses and ladies’ restaurants and
a large majority of the women took
wine or beer or whiskey or cocktails
with their meals, and very
no meals and ordered driMujHnly.
The committee
that the bishop's assei-jar iv* the
truth. If this be hep the
country. Our will be
ail that wdll
When 1 m "Student in college at
Aih the wonderful discov
ers' oFj^,v,. | Tong and his use of anaes
thesia f Ms the talk of the town, and
our fijwfessor of chemistry, Dr. Le-
Goiile, made it the subject of a lecture
Vo Iris class. In 1846 a dentist by the
of Lombard came there and pro
posed to extract teeth without pain
by the use of what he called mortous.
lethean. He extracted a jaw tooth for
me and it was a success. But it was
whispered around that Morton had
stole Dr. Long’s discovery and pro
cess, and as he was a Boston yankee,
the friends of Dr. Long were very in
dignant. Enough of this for the pres
ent. I only wished to say how grati
fied I was that the committee appoint
e dto select our two greatest Geor
gians have given Dr. Long the first
place. The medical world has done
him honor in all countries and Morton
and Jackson have been relegated to
the rear, where they belonged. They
were pirates.
But about the second place the com
mittee had better go slow and consid
er carefully when they meet again.
They had better consult the old men
and especially the veterans of the civ
il war. Some things are forgiven, but
not forgotten. The veterans would
not presume to say who should be se
lected, but only who should not. —Bill
Arp, in Atlanta Constitution
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SCHLEY VISITS "HERMITAGE.”
Adimral and Wife Have Look at Jack
son’s Old Home and His Tomb.
A Nashville, Tenn., special says:
Admiral and Mrs. Schley braved the
cold Sunday for a visit to the tetmb of
Andrew Jackson. The trip to the
Hermitage, twelve miles out on the
Nashville, Chattanooga and St. Louis
railroad, was made in a special train.
The party was taken in charge by a
committee from the Ladies’ Hermitage
Association and escorted to the old
brick church where Jackson worshiped
and where services were held. After
wards the historic mansion and tomb
were visited. _
She is an odd girl who Isn’t always
trying to get even with some other girj,
DR.TALHACiE’S SERHON
The Eminent Divine’s Sunday
Discourse.
Subject: The Milestones of l.ife—Dulles
i:l Trial# Which Belting to tlio Differ
ent Decatles—Ail vico to (lie Twenties—
The Waiting Age—The Last Haven.
W'AstnxcTox, I). C.—From nn unusual
/tandpoint Dr. Talmaje in this discourse
looks at the duties and trials which be
long to the different deeades of human
life; text, I'palms xe, 10, “The days of our
years are threescore years and ten ”
The seventieth milestone of life is here
planted as at the end of the journey. A
few go beyond it. Multitudes never reach
it. The oldest person cf modern times ex
pired at 100 years. A Greek of tee name
of Stravaride lived to 132 years. An Eng
lishman of the name of Thomas Parr lived
152 years. Before the time of Moses peo
ple lived 150 years, and if you go far
enough back they lived 900 years. Well,
that was necessary, because the story ot
the world must come down by tradition,
and it needed long life safely to transmit
the news of the past. If the generations
bad been short lived the story would so
often have rhanged lips that it might have
got all astray. But after Moses began to
write it down and parchment told it from
century to century it was not necessary
that people live so long in order to au
thenticate the events the past. If in
our time people lived only twenty-five
years, that would not affect history, since
it is put in print and is no longer depend
ent on tradition. Whatever your age, I
will to-day directly address you, and 1
shall speak to those who are in the twen
ties, the thirties, the forties, the fifties,
the sixties, and to those who are in the
seventies and beyond.
First, then, I accost those of you who
are in the twenties, You are full of ex
pectation. You are ambitious—that is,
if you amount to anything—for some kind
of success, commercial or mechanical or
professional or literary or agricultural or
social or moral. If I find some one in the
twenties without any sort of ambition, 1
feel like saying, “My friend, yoil have got
on the wrong planet. This is not the
world for you. You are going to be in
the way. Have yon made your choice of
pool-houses? You will never be able to
pay for your cradle. Who is going to set
tle for your board? There is 4 mistake
about the fact that you were born at all."
But supposing you have ambition, let
me say to all the twenties, expect every
thing through divine manipulation, and
then ycra will get all you want anil some
thing better. Are you looking for wealth?
'Well, remember that God controls the
money markets, the harvests, the droughts,
the caterpillars, the locusts, the sunshine,
the storm, the land, the sea, and you will
get wealth. Perhaps not that which is
stored up in the banks, in safe deposits,
in United States securities, in houses and
lands, but your clothing and board and
shelter, and that is about all you can ap
propriate anyhow. You cost the Lord a
great deal. To feed and clothe and shelter
you for a lifetime requires a big sum of
money, and if you get nothing more than
the absolute necessities you get an enor
mous amount of supply. Expect as much
as you will of any kind of success, if you
expect it from the Lord you are safe. De
pend on any other resource, and you may
be badly chagrined, but- depend on God
and all uill be well. It is a good thing in
the crisis of life to have a man of large
means back you up. It is a great thing
to have a moneyed institution stand be
hind you in your undertaking. But it is a
mightier thing to have the God of heaven
and earth your coadjutor, and you may
have Ilim. I am so glad that I met you
while you are in the twenties. You are
laying out your plans, and all your life
in this world and the next for 500 million
years of your exi'tence will be affected by
those plans. It is about S o’clock in the
morning of your life, and you are just
starting out. Which way are you going
to start? Oil, the twenties!
“Twenty" is a great word in the Bible.
Joseph was sold for twenty pieces of sil
ver; Samson judged Israel twenty years;
Solomon gave Hiram twenty cities; the
flying roll that Zeehariah saw was twenty
cubits; when the saih'rs of the ship on
which Paul sailed sounded the Mediterra
nean Sea, it was twenty fathoms. What
mighty things have been done in the
twenties! Ilomulus founded Borne when
lie was twenty; Keats finished life at
twenty-five. Lafayette was a world re
nowned soldiet at twenty-three; Oberiin
accomplished hi3 chief work at twenty
seven; Bonaparte was victor over Italy at
twenty-six; Pitt was prime minister of
England at twenty-two; Calvin had com
pleted his immortal “Institutes” by the
time he was twenty-six; Grotius was at
torney general at twenty-four. Some of
the mightiest things for God ilnd eternity
have teen done in the twenties. As long
as you ctMjmt the figure 2 before the
other describe your age l
have hiahjdr -toi' -ut him. Look out for
that liguw?. - h continuance vv.h
aa muclJlarnesrWss as you ever watched
anythin#that promised you salvation or
threat#ed you demolition. What a criti
cal tjJp—the twenties.
WMTIe they continue yon decide your
oc jßation and the principles by which
Jy ill be guided; you make your most
friendships; you arrange your home
fWe: vou fix vour habits. Lord God Al
rmighlv, for Jesus Christ’s sake, have
mercy on all the men and women in the
twenties!
Next I accost those in the thirties. Yon
arc at an age when you find what a tough
thing it is to get recognized and estab
lished in your occupation or px-ofession.
Ten years ago you thought all that was
necessary for success was to put on your
shutter the sign of physician or dentist or
attorney or broker or agent and you would
have plenty of business. How many hours
you sat and waited for business, and
waited in vain, three persons only know—
God. your wife and yourself. In commer
cial life you have not had the promotion
and the increase In salary you anticipated,
or the place you expected to occupy in the
firm has not bren vacated. The produce
of the farm with which you expected to
support yourself and those depending on
you and to pay the interest on the mort
gage has been far less than you anticipated,
or the prices were down, or special ex
penses for sickness made drafts on your re
sources that you could not have expected.
In some respects the hardest decade of
life is the thirties, because the results are
generally so far behind the anticipations,
It is very rare indeed that a young man
does as did the young man one Sunday
night when he came to me and said. “I
have been so marvelously prospered since
I came to this country that I feel as a mat
ter of gratitude that I ought to dedicate
myself to God.”
Nine-tenths of the poetry of life has
been knocked out of you since you came
into the thirties. Men in the different
professions and occupations saw that you
were rising, and they must put an estop
pel on you or you might somehow stand
in the way. They think you must be sup
pressed.
From thirty to forty is an especially
hard time for young doctors, young law
vers, young merchants, young farmers
young mechanics, young ministers. The
struggle of the thirties is for honest and
helpful and remunerative recognition. But
few old people know how to treat young
people without patronizing them on the
bne hand or snubbing them on the other.
Oh. the thirties! Joseph stood before
Pharaoh at thirty; David was thirty years
old when he began to reign; the height
of Solomon’s temple was thirty cubits;
Christ entered upt n His active ministry
at thirty years of age; Judas sold Ilim
for thirty pieces of silver. Oh, the thir
ties! What a word suggestive Of triumph
or disaster!
Your decade is the one that will prob
ably afford the greatest opportunity for
victory because there is the greatest ne
cessity for struggle. Read the world’s his
tory and know what are the thirties for
good or bad. Alexander the Great closed
his career at thirty-two; Frederick the
Great made Europe tremble with his ar
mies at thirty-five; Cortes conquered Mag
ieo at thirty; Grant fought Shiloh and
Donclson when thirty-eight; Raphael died
at thirty-seven; Luther was the hero of
the reformation at thirty-five; Sir Philip
Sidney got through by thirty-two. The
greatest Reeds for God and against Him
were done within the thirties, and your
greatest- battles are now and between the
time when you cease expressing your age
by putting first a figure 2 and the time
when you will erase expressing it by put
ting first a figure 3. As it is the greatest
lime of the struggle. I adjure vou, in
God’s name and by God’s grace, make it
the greatest achievement. My prayer is
for all those in the tremendous crisis of
the thirties. The fact is that by the way
you decide the present decade of your his
torv you decide all the following decades.
Next I ar-cost the forties. Yours is the
decade of discovery. I do not mean the
discovery of the Outside, but the discovery
of yourself. No mart I;nows himself until
he is forty, lie overestimates or underes
timates himself. By that time lie ban
learned what he can do or what he cannot
do. lie thought he had commercial genius
enough to become a millionaire, but now ho
is satisfied to make a comfortable living,
lie thought he had rhetorical power that
would bring him into the United States
Senate; now he is content if he can suc
cessfully argue a common ease before a
petit jury. He thought he had medical
skill that would make him a Mott or a
Grosse or a Willard Parker or a Sims;
now he finds his sphere is that of a fam
ily physician, prescribing for the ordinary
ailments that afflict our race. He was sail
ing on in a fog and could ndt take a reck
oning, but now it clears up enough to allow
him to find out his real latitude and long
itude. He has been climbing, but now he
has got to the top of the hill, and he takes
a long breath. He is half way through
the journey at least, and he is in a posi
tion to look backward or forward. He has
more good sense than he ever had. He
knows human nature, for he has been
cheated often enough to see the bad side
of it, and he has met so many gracious
and kindly and splendid souls he also
knows the good side of it. Now, calm
yourself. Thank God for the past and de
liberately set your compass for another
voyage.
You have chased enough thistledown;
you have blown enough soap bubbles; you
have seen the unsatisfying nature of all j
earthly things. Open anew chapter with !
God and the world. This decade of the |
forties ought to eclipse all its predecessors
in worship, in usefulness nnd in happiness.
The world was made to work. There re
maineth a rest for the people of Gcd, but
it is ill a sphere beyond the reach of tele
scopes. The military charge that decided
one of the greatest battles of the ages—the
battle of Waterloo —was not made until S
o’clock in the evening, but some of you
propose to go into camp at 2 o’clock in
the afternoon.
My subject next accosts those in the sev
enties and beyond. My word to them is
congratulation. You have got nearly if not
quite through. Y’ou have safely crossed
tile sea of life nnd are about to enter the
harbor. You have fought at Gettysburg,
and the War is over—here and there tt skir
mish with the remaining sin of your own
heart sin of the world, but I guess
you r rkiW,out done, There may be some
work for you yet on a email or large scale.
Bismarck of Germany vigorous in the
eighties. The Prime Minister of England -
strong at seventy-two. Haydn composing
his oratorio, “The Creation,’’ at seventy
years of age. Isocrates doing some of his
best work at seventy-four. I'iato busy
thinking for all succeeding centuries _at
eighty-one. Noah Webster, after making
his world renowned dictionary, hard at
work until eighty-five years old. Rev.
Daniel Waldo praying in my pulpit at 100
years of age. Humboldt producing the
immortal “Cosmos” at seventy-six years.
William Blake at sixty-seven learning Bal
kan so as to read Dante in the original,.
Lord Coekburn at eighty-seven writing his
best treatise. John Wesley stirring great
audiences at eighty-five. William C. Bryant,
without spectacles, reading in my house
“Thantaposis” at eighty-three years of age.
Christian men and women in all depart
ments serving God after becoming septua
genarians and nonagenarians prove that
there are possibilities of work for the
aged, hut I think you who arc l passed the
seventies are near being through.
How do you feel about it? You ought to
be jubilant, because life is a tremendous
struggle, and if you have got through re
spectably and usefully you ought to feel
like people toward the close of a summer
day seated on the rocks watching the sun
set at Bar Harbor of Cape May or Look
out Mountain. I am glad to say that most
old Christians are cheerful. Daniel YY ebs
ter visited John Adams a short time before
his death and found him in very infirm
health. He said to Mr. Adams: “I am
glad to see you. 1 hope you are getting
along pretty well.” The reply was: "Ah,
sir, quite the contrary. I find 1 am a poor
tenant, occupying a house much shattered
by time. It sways and trembles with everv
wind, and what is worse, sir, the landlord,
as near as I can make out, does not intend
to make any repairs.”
An aged woman tent to her physician
and told him of her ailments, and the doc
tor said: “What would you have me do,
madam? I cannot make you young again.”
She replied: "I know that, doctor. \\ hat
I want you to do is to help me to grow old
a little longer.” The young men have
their troubles before them; the old have
their troubles behind them. You have got
about all out of this earth that there is in
it. Be glad that you, an aged servant
of God, arc going to try another life and
amid better surroundings. Stop looking
back and look ahead. O ye in the seven
ties and eighties and the nineties, your
best days are yet to come, your grandest
associations are yet to be formed, your
best eyesight is yet to be kindled, your
best hearing is yet to be awakened, your
greatest speed is yet to be traveled, your
gladdest song is yet to be sung. The most
of your friends have gone over the border,
and you are going to join them very soon.
They are waiting for you; they are watch
ing the golden shore to see you land; they
are watching the shining gate to see you
come through; they are standing by the
throne to see you mount.
What a glad hour when you drop the
staff and take the scepter, when you quit
the stiffened joints and become an immor
tal athlete! But hear, hear; a remark per
tinent to all people, whether in the twen
ties, the thirties, the forties, the fifties,
the sixties, the seventies or beyond.
But the most of you will never reach
the eighties or the seventies or the sixties
or the fifties or the forties. He who passes
into the forties has gone far beyond the
average of human 'life. Amid the uncer
tainties take God through Jesus Christ as
your present and eternal safety. The long
est life is only a small fragment of the
great eternity. We will all of us soon be
there.
Eternity, how near it rolls!
Count the vast value of your souls.
Beware and count the awful cost
What they have gained whose souls are
lost.
tOopyriKht, 19CC, 1.. Klopsch.l
Many a man who is honored with a col
lege degree would find it necessary to do
some reviewing before he could pass a
civil service examination.
NO. 113.
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In I lie Market Place.
Success is like a greasy pole
That tall and taperujg stands,
And few—alas, how very few!—
Succeed in crawling upward who
Disdain to soil their hands.
—Chicago Record-Herald.
A Troublesome Witness.
Mother (angrily)—“Did he dare to
kiss you more than once? ’
Daughter (evasively)—“Well, main
ma, I know it wasn’t less than once.
l’uck.
His X.
“What! lie a man of mark? Why,
be doesn’t look as if he knew enough
to write his own name.”
“He doesn’t.”— Chicago Record-Her
ald.
Her Comment.
“I see that our friend promises to
distinguish himself at college.”
“Really!” replied Miss Cayenne. I
wasn't aware that he played football.
—Washington Star.
The Saddest Pari of It.
“Too bad she. was drowned just on
the eve of her wedding.”
"Yes, and lost out there in her ordi
nary clothes, too, when she had such
a lovely going-away gown just
finished.”—Chicago Record-Herald.
Insinuating:.
“Lady,” raid Meandering Mike,
"would you give a starvin' man some
thin’ to eat?”
"Perhaps. But you’re not starving.”
“I know it, lady. But an ounce of
prevention is worth a pound of cure,
ain’t it?”—Washington Star.
Regret.
“Have you ever clone anything for
that cold of yours?” asked the solicit
ous person.
“Yes,” answered the miserable man;
“I have tried every remedy that was
suggested to me. I am now so full of
remedies that it would be a relief to
get hack to a plain cold.”—Washington
Star.
He Didn’t Have to kneel Down.
Flora—" What a lovely ring; and it's
a lady’s ring, tod®
Horace—“ Yes, I thought you would
like It.”
Flora—“ Why, is it for me?”
Horace “You are a lady, aren't
you?”
Flora—“Oh, dear’. This is so sud
den!”—Chelsea (Mass.) Gazette.
A|ipeo ra,lccß That Were Deceitful.
Sant Jones—“ Blame it all! I haven’t
come across a bear track this winter.
All I see is the prints of my own weary
Jt*
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Mr. Bear “Say, this is great. I
haven’t led such a peaceful life for
years. All on account of these old
hoots I found in Sam Jones’s barn.” —
Judge.
Dlmntng the Man, of Course.
She “Do you remember bow you
said, when you were courting me, that
if 1 would marry you I would have
nothing to do all my days but sit about
and look pretty? And how different it
is now.”
He—“ Well, it isn’t my fault if, you
can’t look pretty any more.”—Tit-Bits.
Foolish Mrs. Newcomb.
Mr. Newcomb (examining the gro
cery bill, one item of which was tea,
$lO, reprovingly) “My dear, we can
never use so much tea before it spoils.”
Mrs. Newcomb—“l know it: but you
haven’t seen the dear little china plate
I got for buying so much. It’s worth
at least a dollar, and the tea we don’t
use we can throw away.”—Judge.
Went to Both Extremes.
“Yes,” said the person who had at
tended the party, “Miss Keepcunder
was there, and we had to beg and heg
her m play.”
“And did she play?”
“Oh, yes. I thought for a time that
we would have to beg and beg her to
stop.”—Baltimore American.
Willie anil His Coats. 1
Willie had just passed the age of kilt
skirts and shirt waists and takeu on
knickerbockers and waistcoats "just
like papa’s.” He was out of sorts the
other day, and his mother, calling him
to her, said;
“Let me see your tongue.”
The boy did as he was told*and the
mother then remarked; f
"Why, Willie, your tongue a coat
on it!” W
“Has it got two pockets in it. mam
ma?” the little fellow inquired.—New
Yolk Times.