Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1894-09-06
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the world promulgatng this narrow
doctrineg Nobody knows where it first
emanated from. Certainly not from the
lips of the God-Man. He very dis.
tinctly said that sin His Fathers house
are many mansions" If there are
many mansions there must be many
roads leading TO them. Therefore, who
can say which is the right and which is
the wrong? My friend, the fanatic, be-.
lieves that all of US who were born be-
fore the Divine Son, all of US who never
heard of Him, will boil forever in oil as
hot as her temper.
My friend, the Authoritarian, thinks
that if you and | choose TO say prayer
silently instead of kneeiing and calling
it out loud in the synagogue, so that ali
men may hear, that God will refuse to
listen TO the quiet petition.
My friend the platitudinarian, is more
than cerrain that because you and de-
cline to listen to the monotonous opin-
ions OF newly-graduated clergyman
overlooking with his own greatness and
elect 10 read some dear old book of SER
mons, the seed of good words is lost
upon us, and that We can hope for
nothing.
THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE.
My friend, the lattudlnlrian, con
, siders himself broad, and yet he thinks
that when you and | would give a bit of
hope to every sinner that we have gone
quite beyond the line, and that our
broadness has become liberality. How
little he knows that in that very word
| liberality is comprised all that is best of
all religions, for il means giving to every
thinking human being the right to
choose his own method of worship and
TO live up to it. 1t has been a word
much misused, and yet, in its best sense
1t is like the faith of little children,
which, is the one that we are told is the
best of all.
Speaking of children, and one is
forced to speak Of them very often
during the summer time, am reminded
that the best doctor l had during a
week of illness when all the world
seemed miserable and even the sun
didn't shine, as little child. Every
day, or rather every night, he came to
pay me visit, and being manly little
chap his visits cheered me up, and it did
seem that there might be some gold in
life except that caught in his curls. lie
was not seraph, nor a cherub, nor
anything abnormal; he was beautiful,
bright, frank boy with manliuess that
best expressed itself in his giving another
boy thrashing because he spoke of his
sister. This gallant champion was 8
years old, but we all congratulated him
on his victory.
A CHAMPION OF THE TROLLEY.
asked him not long ago if he would
remember me when we were far away
from each other, and he said: "Well, 1
might for little while, but am pretty
sure If did not sec you might forget
YOU" The fact that there were some
sweets in my hand couldn't bring this
boy to tell what wasn't true. At pres
ent, his ambition is to be motorman en-
u trolley car But, surely, with the
good common sense that lie already dis
plays, he will be put some place where
he can be teacher Of men. That is
what we want-among our public men
among our preachers, Legislators, law
yers and all those whose word counts
for something in the history of the State.
We want the honest frankness of little
child. Children are naturally honest
/ PCAibASioh9 blC NV w dICh
when they are playing. In the begin.
ming things are divided equally; il is
true that in the course OF game or
through the whcedling power Of one
boy the marbles, or the sweets, may in
greater numbers belong TO him, still
they started out square enough, and
they are generally more than anxious to
stick close 20 the rules Of the game.
How many people do that in life? How
many politicians do it,
The rules of the game arc ignored
and the starting out square isn't even
allowed. The rules of the game, what.
ever that may be, whether il be life, the
old one OF politics,
THE FASCINATING ONE OF LOVE,
or that equally fascinating one played
with the picture cards, loses its interest
when the rules are forgotten. Who
cares If the game is won, if cheating
counted as little or nothing? How can
one care much for the girl who gained
her lover by false tricks and underhand
ways? How can one be interested in
the politician who sells his power, and
he thinks only of filling his pockets ?
Or, what is there in that long game OF
life unless, day in and day out, the laws
are thought OF and adhered To, and SO
one Is certain that it is being played
carefully, with due thought, and with u
hope that at the end one will be de.
clared honestly the winnerg The rules
may be Hoyle's, or Schenck's, or who.
ever you may elect; but be sure that
they are good ones. See how your
hand works in with them, and occasion
ally, if it is necessary, make bold play;
or, il there is need be secretly, do good
bluff. But never make these out OF. the
way plays, unless your hand is so poor
that you must make the laws suit it
rather than it suit the laws.
LIFE AND CARDS.
You may start out in life, and your
hand may show Inherited drunkenness
IA bad card, my friend-you may show
a quick temper, poverty, generosity and
bravery. You can draw two cards; ut
least, it seems best to do SO. Throw
aside the drunkenness and the temper,
and see if you can't draw self.control
and wisdom. The poverty you can use
being u man very well; you can blul
with it, or, US the three you held are
heart cards, the two to come may be the
same color, and the hGna that was poor,
suddenly becomes good through your
careful manipulation. know 1t is hard
to come into the world with Il bad hand;
to know that ones opponent deals the
cards, and that he is ever ready with a
taunt and sneer to laugh at the mis-
takes one makes, or to be gay aud
joyous over ones loss and his gain,
just remember it is game, this one OF
life, and
LEARN TO PLAY IT QUIETLY
and with skill.
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