The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1895-06-06

w, THURSDAY, JUNE s, 1906
sft to mankind, the philosophy Of
Hame, the skeptic, Of the philanthropy
of Howard, tile reformer7
Show me the hospitals erected by the
brilliant braino a Robert Ingersol;
.you cannot. But / will point out on
the co rner Of every city street, scores,
yea, hundreds Of men, raised from
the slums of vice to vir tue by the un-
1scLoolcd Booth and his untutored
army of self-sacriticing soldiers.
Heroism does what genius cannot.
IIs it not heart rather than intellect
timt enables Dwight L. Moody to
sway an audience of thousands at his
will and to revoIutionize the lives If
vast multitudes7 I say, it was MT
brains alone that made such reform
ers as John B. Cough and Francis
Murphy. 1t was not brains that
turned an ignorant drunkard like
Alexander, Cooper into an eloquent
and powerful temperance orator, ana
enabled him in three weeks to change
the entire moral aspect of our whole
community. 1t was a deep and
mighty conviction of heart that in
spired the choice and master spirits
[of the revolutionary age. It was
no deduction of the brain that hurled
forth like thunderbolt from Patrick
Henry's eloquent lips defiance of ty-
ranny and the burning red hot words,
HSink or swim, live or die. survive or
perish, I.give my heart and my hand
to, this vote" 1t was the same in
burnt conviction that animated the
heroes of slavery times, the martyr
age Of America. It was overfowing
sympathy fer a despised and op-
pressed race that inspired William
lLloyed Garrison to toll and moil with
quenchless devotion for the freedom
Of the blacks. I say it was not genius
but heroism that we see, when CARR
son is dragged through the streets Of
Boston with rope around his body.
1t was the prosecutions of Garrison
and the martyrdom of Lovejoy that
gave Wendell Phillips to the cause.
It was not in the clear cold light of her
brain, but in the glowing, flashing
heart fame, yea it was in her very
hearts blood, that Harriet Beecher
Stove dipped her pen to write Uncle
Toms Cabin and to sign the death
warrant Of the fugitive slave law.
once more, iitswas the mighty
thrill and throb Of a broad compass
sion; keeping time with the heavlng
breast and sobbing voice of whole
race that impelled the hand of Lin
coin to break the shackels from the
wrists of four million slaves. His
goodness it was that made Lincoln
great. 1t is goodness that makes any
man great. Carey. the shoemaker,
would have remained shoemaker to
the end of his life but his desire to
carry the gospel to the Hindoos in
duced him to study languages, and
he became the great Oriental scholar.
Great goodness, I say, will make any
man great, for the greatest thing in
the world is goodness, and the great
est embodiment of goodness is Jesus
Christ. It was pride Of intellect that
caused the misery of Paradise Lost;
it was the heart, yes, the hearts
blood of the Carpenter of Nazereth
that made possible the bliss of Para
disc Regaiped.
If Satan, the fallen arch angel was
a genius, Jesus, the son of Mary,
was a hero. If the former had a
genius for evil, the later had genius
for goodness, yes, with reverence be
it said, Jesus as man was both gen
ius and hero, for never man spoke
like this man, and never man loved,
like this man, never man died like
this man, never man lived like this
man. If you would be a hero you
must be like this man; if you would
be genius you must be like this
man; if you would be truly great you
must be good; if you would be good
YOU must be like the Christ; if you
would be like the Christ, you must
have the Christ life in you, as the
branches have in them the sap of the
vine. Greatness without Christ is
lost forever, weakness with Christ en-
ters heaven.
Young ladies and gentlemen of the
o-,, natino class Won have taken for