Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-08-06

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| earth, earthly, CRATES upon the finer sensibili-
| ties of many and makes them shudder as they
| realize its truth. Their romantic natures re-
| ceive shock even as they acknowledge that
| the American people, as q race, "believe men
| born to live as we'll as die"
| Let those enthusiasts who declaim upon the
beauties Of art, the splendors of fame-who
are looking forward to we'll earned laurels and
the worlds esteem; who curl their lips in
scorn at my poor little homily, tell what
mankind had been without this Bread and
Butter?
Should we to-day be bettered by the writings
of Homer or Shakespeare, or delighted by
| the divine symphonies of Mozart or Beet
hoven, without this little essential
| Could the glorious productions of a
Michael Angelo, or the spiritual
pictures of a Raphael ever have found
their way to earth, without this plain assis-
tant? And the warriors, the statesmen, the
had they not first owned the allegiance to Bread
| and Butter?
Thus it ever is, the spiritual produces the
material, and from the material springs the
| spiritual.
'This the substance, that the shadow,
Growing ever side by side;
Gliding one into the other
And forever more shall glide"
From the quaint. uncOmely necessities of
our lives, must come the influence that builds
| up our higher nature. As from the damp
| mold and the lowliness, the forest trees grows
| ooze the water lily swayeth upward to the SUM-
light, SO all our wishing for the great things,
| all our hoping for the good things, all our
| trust that reaches forward to that other world
| must be founded this worlds Bread and
Butter.
| look down upon the commonplace of our be-
| ing. Failing to recognize the principle that by
| simple means the universes grow in our self
| sufficiency, we bring ourselves to think we
breathe the air of a sphere wholly
| Independent of the dry realities of living.
this tendency reveals itself. 1t is somewhat
| amusing tooSto hear your aristocratic gentle
man and your well-bred fashionable lady, talk
of the advantages of position, family caste.
They will discourse at length upon the Ameri-
can republic; they believe it a fine institu-
ton, and yet, drawing themselves up, in the
same breath, they will demand greater distinc-
ton of rank, more culture and refinement, and
lingering with pampered apnetites over their
social refreshments, refuse to see in the labor
ing classes the strength that supports the "cul-
ture and refinement of the land, and upholds
ment. They do not care to believe that in the
steady, faithful band of the people, lies the
only power that can build up the vigorous con-
stitution of the nation, the Bread and Butter
element of the race. Take away this elem emit;
bury it in servitude, annihilate it and what have
you left? The mere skeleton of a once promis-
ing republic.
Science invented the steam engine: has the
white fingered gentleman proved himself able
to run it? Logic and oratory may present
laws for ruling, but let us hear if they can en-
force them.
Literature and art may grace country with
their presence; can they save her from the Ger
tain death that awaits her if the all powerful,
life. giving force which sustains her is with
drawn, the free. fearless industry OF the mas
SEES?
Let us guard we'll the honor of the old family
name; let speak proudly of the noble houses
that have given to posterity valiant heroes, but
at times let us stoop from our lofty contempla-
tion Of the gods and deign to walk and talk
with men. Admire intellectually love the
beautiful, but render hearty respect to brave
endurance and honest toll
Why is it in these latter days the startling
cry of corruption echoes throughout the land?
Why does the term politics seem synonym for
almost everything dishonorable and at the
mention Of it the peoples heart tremble for the
safety of the nation? To-day the best man is
the smart man; the man whose luck has brought
him millions from his various spsculations;
whose subtlety has gained for him the patron
age of the influential; whose artfulness has won
the favor of the ignorant. Such men are they
who hold in keeping the sacred trust of the
people, and when we see the baseless fabric of
their receptions tottering again and again. and
threatening by its fall to spread destruction
far and wide, we ask the reason of our calami-
ties? The answer is not difficult. This age,
drawing her refined skirts about her, refuses to
sit down to the frugal repast of patriotism and
>;ol, Lo,
throve, but, with supercilious air sets aside
upright deeds and candid words, the old-fash-
toned Bread and Butter of real statesmanship
and true manhood. Z
"Give us this day our daily bread, half un-
conscious of our needs, heavenly or earthly, we
pray, not for wealth or exaltati0n, just daily
bread,' the daily faith and daily strength, the
unuttered prayer of thousands and thousands
of doubling hearts, The soul, weary and fam
ished, can not Eause to think of creeds or doc
trines can not stay to ask, shall it come in
that way or in this? Only the piteous cry in
Father, give us this day our daily Bread" and
the tender Father, compassionating human
wants, hears and answers.
Theologians may reason out plan of saliva
ton and set before us various theories science
may contradict or substantiate these assertions,
still the alLabiding truth remains. Gods
daily bread for the hungry multitude.
And my subject is not SO poor and plain after
all, including within it as it does everything
worth the striving for. If, in the common
work and common life, we have discovered the
beginning of grander aims, we have read just
SO much farther in the divine plan; tits the lit
tie things that, glorifed, make the perfect life.
And so content to know the humblest Suty
proves itself sublime when wrought with pure
desire and earnest purpose. God grant the
rising generation shall feel it no disgrace to
coin natures purest gold from the wheat fields
of our great Northwest, furnishing to the wide,
wide world source of contentment's deepest
bliss 'chief nourisher in life's feast" Bread
and Butter.
To the toast, ''The St. Paul & Sioux City
Railroad" Capt. Henry A. Castle responded
He said he knew nothing about railroads. and
he regarded his being called upon to respond
as one of the old circus jokes, especially as he
knew the general passenger agent of the road
was present. He proceeded, however, to give a
succinct account of the progress of the road,
and paid it the compliment-ara rare one in these
days-of never having defaulted in the pay
ment OF it's interest, had never been sold out,
and had always remained a Minnesota road.
It would in the future be the grand trunk line
around which must be clustered complete
system of Minnesota roads hurting defiance at
monopolies 1t was the nucleus of the rail
roads of the State, and would long con-
tinue to deserve the gratitude of the
people. He could not close without
introducing to the ladies' present the general
passenger agent Of the Sioux City railroad, Mr.
w. 81. Dixon, who, he said, was noted for the
attentions he bestowed upon tho feminine
portion of the community. His fascinating
manner, had, as he knew to his sorrow, capti-
| waited scores.
arose. made his obeisance, and pledged himself
| to do all in his power to render fhe trim to