The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1893-09-13


derstand. Sam Jones declares that
if some OF them get there the balance
Of the people will have to sleep with
their pocketbcoks under their pillow.
[ am not sure but that he is light.
How man who has spent his life in
the supreme effort to create corner
IN various commodities and prey on
the necessities of bis fellow men, how
he can enter the kingdom of Jesus
Christ and be comfortable is more
than can understand, even with
Christ who is love ani peace md
righteousness. His life means a
corner. 1t means to get his neigh.
Dor at a disadvantage and to prey on
his necessities. He lives in corners,
he thinks in corners. be moves in
corners. When he dies, he will die
in a corner, and it he ever gets to
heaven he will sit down in corner.
and there will be corner in crowns
within "a hours after he gets there if
they turn him loose.
1t is very easy to say that this is a
superficial view of the modern meth
DDS OF The commercial world and, IS
baSs22:t upon impractical education
and impossible ideals. It is very
easy to say that the person is talking,
and he does not know what he is
talking, and he does not know what
he is talking about. Again l repeat,
any hen can lay an egg. While I
cannot perform that feat, am bet
ter judge of eggs than any hen in
the world. Molal judgment is not
dependent upon any intimate knowl-
edge of technicalities. Great moral
truths are SO simple that wayfaring
man, though fool, need not err
therein. A lie is lie. Theft is
theft. Gambling is gambling. A
spade is spade. And that is all
there is to it.
TEN MILLION DOLLARS.
Fifth-It is this mania that re-
duces life to the standard of miser-
able commercial dividend. Men
afflicted with this disease refuse to
enter upon any work that does not
pay in commercial sense. The first
question they ask is, Will it pays I
lssk a man ts give money 70 SaSo L. L.
eathen. He says: VIZ 50 pay
Does it pay? I ask him how.
"Wel," he says, show much did you
spend on the heather last year," I
tell him S1o,OO0,O00. "How many
did you savee" I tell him so many
thousands. He says: "It don't pay.
They cost too much. They come
too high. They are not worth it.
Too much money head This is
the man who refuses to subscribe
money to buy the new hearse, because
he said he never had any use for the
old one, and he gave 80 for that
The idea of o commercial dividend
applied to life invariably reduces it
to an absurdity.
No work Of love pays. Eliminate
love from life, and there is nothing
left but death. A workingman left
his anvil and watched by the bedside
of his dyiny wife. She was little,
withered, tired woman, her face
pinched and wan and overwrought
with long years Of toll: He was a
great, broad shouldered, strong
limbed, muscular giant. He gave
days and weeks and months to the
tenderest ministry of love by her
bedside. He lost his position, his
place in the ranks of difficult trade
in which to maintain himself. He
ran the risk of being tramp, but be
never left her bedside till the end.
| With streaming eyes he followed the
preacher to the door and asked if
there were any hope. He lost his
wages for months. He was brought
to the verge If starvation until he
had to accept the charity of strang-
ers. It did not pay. No work of
love pay. But shall love cease to
minister to it's loved one?
Children do not pay. It does not
pay to have children. They are a
constant expense. They add moth
ing to the income Of household while
they are children. Yet shall children
cease to be born? My boy has never
paid cent. He has done nothing
but spend. He has been constant
expense for doctors bills, nurses bills,
clothes, shoes, hats. He asked me
for 5 cents as I went out of the house
last trip. He has cost ME more than
Il 00O in bills for doctors. He GROWS