Blue-grass blade., 1891-11-21

thresher; but they put her in the
lunatic asylum after. it went
through.
You put that Nile story through
my brain and the Chicago Cham
pion would be warranted in calling
me "crazy Charley"
There is no use of kicking against
the inevitable. There is not a
preacher in Lexington who will
dare write to the Blade over his
own signature and tell me that he
believes there ever was time
when there was just as much blood
in the river Nile as there is water
in it to day.
l dare any white preacher in
the town to do it.
Still these preachers will tacitly
assent to this piece of superstition
when the people know they do
not believe it, and the people are
Systematically trained into the
fraud and hypocrisy that make
possible the liquor infamy aud
"dog and bull fights" in the name
of Christianity. =
Bro. Mann is a man worthy of
his name. He is more intelligent
than the ordinary ward hummer
and political hoodlum, and from
the higher standpoint of the ex-
cellent reverend gentleman it is
Just as narrow-minded in him to
defend that Nile story as it is for
the average politician to defend
Republicanism and Democracy
against Prohibition.
Those fellows have just about
sense enough to think that the
country will 60 to the everlasting
bow vows if their political notions
are not maintained. Bro. Mann's
idea is on a higher plain than that
of the politician. but it is all of a
piece so far as the principle is con-
cerned.
You see Bro. Mann is not in a
shape to advise me about this
matter, because l have been all
along where he has been and be
has not been all along where !
have been. 1 used to believe that
Nile story just as much as he now
does, l know how happy was
then, and know how happy l am
now, and 1 would not be away
back there, believing that for any
thing in reason.
That matter of "new light
flashing across our pathway" is an
experience that is familiar to any
man of strong ethical convic'
tons.
1 have repeatedly felt it in {
most literal manner. 3
In a number of instances wher
l would leave the Office of a news
paper for which l was writing il
; Lexington, at midnight, ant
J ~aIId walk my home. eighr
miles in the country. l have fell
what this good brother alludes to
In some instances I have walked
this through the most fearful snow.
storms and billiards. that l have
ever seen; and again it would b.
in the calm beautiful night ofsum
mer.
Some of these walks have beer
exceedingly happy to me, whether
in storm or balmy starlight.
In the storm l have repeated
with Cowper, "He plants his foot
steps on the sea, and rides upor
the Storm" In the star light
have looked into the blue vault O.
heaven, and with my hat off il
reverence l would say "The heav'
ems declare the glory of God, and
the armament shOweth his handy
work. Day unto day utteretf
speech, and night unto nigh
showeth knowledge. No speed
nor language; their voice is no
heard"
Il omit the Interpolation tina
King James smart Alexis saw
causa IN insert
My last duty at night as a news
paper reported, was to 60 to tn
station house, and report tn
crimes of the day. Liquor seemed
to make all of them, and it wa
my reflection upon this fact in ont
of these midnight walks to m.
home that made me determine t.
edit a newspaper against the liquo
crime, and when l came to nam
it nothing would suggest itself bu
"Blue Grass Blade"
In those walks and at othe
times since have been a Ration
alist there have FLASHED across m,
; pathway" moments of spiritua
exaltation, which nearly all cult
waited and well meaning peopl
have felt, and which l might read
lily have imagined some supernat
ural intuition had 1 not been ia
miliar with the teachings of tn
writers on mental philosophy.
/ guess Bro, Mann was not
} very "happy man" the day l sa,
him. He was going to his wife il
answer to a telegram that said sh
was dangerously i'll.
/ exceedingly doubt whethe
the highest consciousness j
apt to make a man happy.
My double role of "Dr Jeky
and Mr.. HYDE" had also occurre'
f to another preacher who hat
printed it. but which Bro. Nam
could not have seen.