The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1893-08-03

ma The old guard went down in blood
and death. and his empire fell with
crash The magnificent temple which
he had built of matter Crumbled In
night Hewas left III poverty. aprlsoner.
But there were some things that sur
vived Waterloo There was one thing
that survived the crash of the empire
the words % love, the tears and the kisses
of those orphan girls. They abided. they
chcercd the hours Of loneliness. and their
face, lowered over him even in the hours
of death to whisper words of cheer and
courage We really live not in self, but
III others.
THE BOSTON PHILOSOPHER.
Is life worth living: asks your mod
ern philosophy. III reply we would
ask: What life: What life: a distin-
guished citizen of Boston recently read
a paper before philosophic club on the
subject, as Life Worth Living" He
was man who possessed millions Of
dollars He lived III a luxurious palace
on magnificent avenue He was a
man of culture Of thorough education.
He was a writer of brilliant power, and
in his essay he sought with determina-
ton and with some degree of logical
power from his point of view to show
that human life was not worth living.
THE WESTERN MISSIONARY.
While he was reading this essay before
this assemblage of clubmen and philo-
sophie students simple, pioneer teach
er was addressing a great assembly in
fremont temple on the subject of west
ern missions. These two men had been
schoolmates in boyhood. They We're both
men of culture. The one had given his
life to making money and made it. The
| other had given his life to men in sacri-
fee. He was Il poor man-this mission
airy. The great crowd listened with
breathless attention to his account of his
work in the western world. They hung
thrilled upon every period. lie was a
man of masterful physique. of magnetic
face, behind which beat a great. loving
heart.
He told Of the wonders that God had
wrought among the people i'll the far
west. His face flashed with power di-
vine as he told Of the needs Of the great
commemorative that were growing on
the bOrderlands of tine nation. He swept
the souls Of all who heard him with d.
vinest enthusiasm. that dominated and
lifted them up with the highest faith in
God. He refused invitations to attend
dinners in his honor. and when he closed
his address WAS seen hurrying across
Boston common on his way to catch a
train to return to his duties in the west.
To him life was full of meaning, and he
was eager to return to the fight Life
was glorious opportunity in which to
bless his fellow men, and he was as i'm
patient as q child to return to the task
that God had given him!
Is life worth living? What life?
YE DID 1T NOT.
F"urth-Eternally. Life is the vesti-
bule Of eternity. Life here is a spiritual
reality. Life in its full compass in
ciudes not only the here, but the here
after. Life here Is a boundless oppor-
tunty in which character is fashioned.
and which must tell upon the eternity.
We hear the message Of Christ, "Inas-
much as We did it not. depart" This
must be solemn sentence to the ear
and heart of the man who possesses
800 100000. ''Inasmuch as We did il
not What of all the battles for self
now that the body has been laid in the
grave: True, he met his enemies in the
great railroad battle, when giants were
pltted against giants. when millions
We're marshaled against millions and
on the issue hung inestimable fortunes
and he Won on that Black Friday.
When thousand hearts grew sick unto
death from its horrors, his face was seen
smiling above the chaos, master of that
dark hour
TO THE LEVEL OF THE HOD CARRIER.
True, he brought his enemies to his
feet and made them crawl on his mag
nlhcent carpets and beg for mercy when
they had detied him. And yet what of
1t. that the battles are over. that life ia
uohe' ana he cannot occupy much more
than six feet of earth: The casket that
contains his remains is no larger than
the casket that contains the remains of
the bod carrier that removed the swill
from his back door, or of the Italian
That broke stones on the pavement in
front of his palace
BATTLES OF THE AGE
''Ye did it not" Great institutions
We're built in his lifetime-hospitals
homes, asyluns, colleges. One hundred
million dollars were his. and he did
nothlng. Phllanthropists dreamed of
the alienation of human SUFFERING.
1helr dreams crystallized in brick and
mortar, stone and cement. Mission
ares went with their burning message
to foreign lands. In the dark omar
tiers of the city Jerry McAulev buiIt HE
missions. Our Salvation ARMY carried
iT' e'aiioiard into the dark quarters of
tue Guy Our missionaries built their
hospitals and homes. But this man of
supreme commercial genius cared for
MS fortune, and 1t grew apace. Peonle
We're oppressed They cried in their de- |
SPAR, and others heard and tried to res |
cue and TO save. The world in his life
tlile became great whispering gallery in |
winch every cry of suffering and distress
from earth's remotest bounds rang in |
every other mans ears. 1t was his on
portunlty to bless not only his own conn
Try but foreign lands, In that broader
ministry OF humanity. His yacht sailed /
.he seas OF the world, looked on the
oepths OF the Mediterranean, circled the
earth In search Of health for self,
Great reformers labored and bo..1o,
lor the uplifting of the people. for tba
90. Eng OF inc nation, for the saving of
he Guy, Men bore on their shoulders
sHe paroen OF an outcast world. They
sisi.ed the prisoner. They clothed the
TAXED They fed the hungry. Thew