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ing his employer with “injustice.” What was ten dollars a week for a man with a wife and four children?_Of course.
IV.-1 warn you against the use of cutting, bitter and sarcastic words. Voltaire said concerning Frederick the Great: • He caressed me with one hand while he tore my flesh with the other." The wife of Samuel Johnson, the English philosopher, seated at the table one day, turned and, looking into the face of her famous husband just at the moment when he was about to "ask a blessing,” remarked : “My dear, don't go through the mockery of asking a blessing or thanking God for His bounties when, in less than a minute, you will be criticizing and condemning every article of food on the table.” I have known many a home to be blasted and broken by virtuous people who were guilty of saying cutting things. They were fond of sprinkling salt on fresh wounds and used vitriol as a steady article of table diet. The troubles of the day were served up like an extra salad at every meal and every modest request for "peace" touched off with a social thunderbolt.
V.-1 warn you against the use of discouraging words. In a certain hospital, of which I have read, there is to be seen a sign bearing these words :
Do not utter one discouraging word”—and yet that is the crime we are all guilty of. We discourage when we ought to inspire. We create an atmosphere and ask others to breathe it. We fondle our annoyances and hug our disappointments and invite the world to have partnership in our gloom. And the discouraging folks are often the very people who have the most to encourage them. Michael Angelo owed too much to nature and to God to utter such words as these : “It would have been better for me if I had spent my life making brushes instead of cutting marble and painting domes.”
But why inflict your miserable moods on others ? A friend said to Crab Robinson when he was visiting Paris : "I will call for you to-morrow morning.” Crab Robinson answered: “I would rather
did not call; you seem to dislike everything you see and hear-nothing pleases you—nothing suits you—nothing satisfies you; you rob me of my peace, my poetry, my dream. I would rather see Paris alone.” Frank answer that! What the world needs is a song; sighs are at a discount. They are building a monument "way down in Kentucky" to Stephen Collins Foster, who wrote: “Swanee River," "Old Black Joe” and “My Old Kentucky Home Far Away." Somebody bid $3,000 the other day for the table on which Robert Burns wrote: "Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot." Give us a song! A song, if you please!
There is one man whom I hold in contempt: The man who profanes his mother-tongue and pollutes the social atmosphere in which he moves.
His intellectual resources are so scant that he must swear. Ignorant, shallow, superficial and bereft of ideas, he stains with oaths and cursings the finest language ever spoken. Said John Brown, whose “soul is marching on": "If there is no God, swearing is exceedingly foolish ; and if there is a God, it is moral insanity.” “Young man," said the proprietor of a village hotel to a youth who was carelessly calling on God and the devil to certify to the truthfulness of certain remarks of an indifferent character which he was belching forth without restraint or restriction: Young man, I will give you ten dollars if
will go into yonder graveyard, alone, at midnight and utter the same oaths.” The offer was not accepted. When a man "swears," he has tagged himself. He is ignorant, uninformed, mentally weak, morally wrong, religiously stupid, socially cheap, and generally low-born or ill-bred. Not being able to reason, think, analyze, express, vocalize and articulate in a decent fashion-he swears. Heaven pity such !
THE LAW OF SINCERITY “ Cant" the Greatest Enemy of Religious Progress
E are living in a new era. New ideals in
politics. New standards in philosophy.
New elements in society. New theories in religion. New discoveries in science. . New achievements in invention.
There are five new spirits in the world. In Philosophy, the scientific spirit. In Politics, the democratic spirit. In Society, the socialistic spirit. In Diplomacy, the conciliatory spirit. In Theology, the humanitarian spirit.
Growth, movement, expansion, advancement and progress are ours-fulfilling the epigram of Oliver Wendell Holmes: “And grow we must, even though we outgrow all we love." “ If the stars did not move they would rot in the sky," said Horace Bushnell.
“ Our little systems have their day,
They have their day and cease to be;
I read everything. I am not afraid of new theologies, for all theology was once new.
We must expect new phases of thought. No revelation of truth is perfect in its original form. God has not given us a perfect system of theology, or a divinely perfect philosophy, or a model government, or an unerring text-book of science, or an unimprovable political economy. Man must reason, search, contrast, compare, analyze, cogitate and wait.
“ I doubt not through the ages one increasing
With the process of the suns." We welcome new truth and thank God for every new phase of truth and for every needed emphasis on certain old and forgotten truths. We only ask for one thing: whether in the chapel, church or cathedral, we would be sure of the general drift and tendency. Let the new emphasis be the right emphasis, justified by the needs of the hour and appropriate to the mental hunger of the times. Whatever you do, give us a sane religion, with the everlasting God for its foundation, the invisible realm for its master motive, immortality for its goal, the principles of the New Testament for its inspiration, Christ for its ideal, experience for its final test and life for its scope and application.
We have read both sides-dipped into poetry, touched science, sailed over the seas of theology, skirted the continents of history, viewed untold islands of philosophical speculation, travelled over the broad waters of human biography and entered the great harbours of certain self-evident truths—and there are two things of which we are absolutely sure: