The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1879-01-16
SKETCHES ILLUSTRATIVE OF
BIBLE HISTORY.
The Kenites No. 7.
BY ABB MORI.

thinking a great deal about our con-
versation of yesterday;-and although
l cannot help believing what you say,
still l cannot avoid the conviction
that these theories, if carried out,
would destroy civilization"
Granted. But a vastly superior
civilization would rise upon it's ruins.
What is civilization at present? Take
England for an example;-what is her
civilization? A nation of impoverish-
ed, ignorant, toiling millions, with a
small Il mean comparatively smalD
class of wealthy gentry, and a still
smaller class of wealthy nobility. |
would make these toiling millions as
learned and religious a the wealthy
a%ristocrats. l would remove from
them the horrible fear Of starvation.
/ would make a patton of scholars and
students instead of a nation Of labor
ers and paupers."
"Ah, l fear that in your long so
journ in Europe you became tinctured
with communism"
"Not by intercourse with communists
then for, as you are well aware, my
fathers position threw me entirely
with the governing classes /; and was
accustomed to hear the communists
spoken of, as a set of furnishing, fero-
cious wolves, who were only waiting
the opportunity to fly at our threats.
But one night in Paris, | happened to
hear an address made by one Of their
leaders to a vast multitude Of the as
sembled canaille. He had a voice like
a trumpet, and its ringing tones yet
sound in my dreams. Brothers,"
he shouted, "Our enemies say that
we do not believe in God /; and they
take a few blasphemous u~tterances of
the worst men of the worst class, who
call themselves communists. And
they publish these sentiments to the
world as the universal creed of the
communists. But l, for one, believe
in God. l believe in a just, a holy,
and a merclful God. / believe in the
God who ''created Of one blood all the
nations of the earth ;"-one great bro
therhood. He who lets his brother
die of starvation, while he has more
than enough for his own wants, is as
guilty as Cain. You are not idle =
you toll early and late. But you are
hungry,-you are cold,-you are some
times hOuseless. Your rich neighbor
who spends enough on a single ban
quet to keep your little ones in food
all of this long cold winter, he is the
goddess man. The money that he
spends is made out Of your own I'M
ceasing toll. He is your employer,
he thinks he does you a great favor to
give you work and if the scant pay
does not feed and clothe you, he is
quite sure that it is no business of his.
If his favorite dog suffers, all of his
sympathies are called forth. But
you.-you his human brother, you,
created in the image OF God, you are
less than nothing to him. He calls
you canaille- he thinks your touch
pollutes him;-he thinks your pres>
ence degrades him. God often pun
ishes this rich man, even in this life.
Last year the Baron Z. would not sell
corn to his hungry neighbors. He
said if he did, his horses would suffer
for the want of it. And the poor suf-
ferers took typhus fever. and the fever
reached him in his lordly castle, and
he and his OILY son, the heir of all his
wealth, died !" Now, Cabell, you
must not suppose for a moment that l
endorse a single sentiment Of this
man. The evil lies far deeper than
he or any of his fraternity ever sup
posed. If all the rich men in Europe
were to empty their Golfers, it would
not enrich the laboring millions. At
the end of a year, the suffering would
be as great as ever The fault lies IN
our existing state Of civilization. In
order that the wants of one gentleman
may be supplied it is necessary that
there be a hundred labOrers. Brick
makers, brick-layers, carpenters,
plasterers, plumbers, &C., &C., &C., to
build his house;-weavers, ~tailors,
hatters, shoe-makers, &c, &C., to
furnish his attire;-cooks. butchers,
bakers, farmers, millers, &C., &c. &c,
to furnish and prepare his food, and
30 on, in endless routine. If the
Prince of Wales had twelve sons, and