The record-union., 1898-04-17
VOx POPULI, VOx Del.
copyrighted by Dave & Taboro
BY Memo"

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The surging waves. with might sufIi-
cient to crush leviathan ships, are
turned into harmless ripples by the
sands; they have to break before the
force of little grains clinging close to-
gether.
| The proud spirit Of man Wanting it
self to be something great, is brought
to the rust by invisible creatures that
permeate the system and gradually
weaken the forces preparatory to the
| one great universal humbling.
| The unrighteous nation whose guide
| is passion, and whose god is gold, whose
spirit setteth itself like a flint against
mercy and tenderness, has it's day. It's
own willfulness prepares the way for it's
destruction. The small within it are
| used to confound the mighty.
To the sea, to the man, to the nation
goes forth the fiat: Thus far shalt
thou go and no farther"
Thunder is not the voice of God,
neither is clamor the voice of the peo-
pie His is the still small Voice-in-
audible to the world-that holds the
planets in their silent orbits, and the
seasons to their recurrence; that gives
the dry land it's bounds, and to lives
their sphere The marshaled hosts of
the night skies, and the dumb ache of
the trial-perfected soul both unite TO
give tone to his voice. The voice or
the nation is heard in the majestic
quiet, which, after much trial from
evil, speaks in acts that break down
resistance, or it may even be heard
in silent suffering that seems to pass
unnoticed, save for the attentive ear
of the one to whom the fall of q spar
row is known. But, sooner or later
the silence of effort or suffering be-
comes a noise of victory-the oppres-
sion ceases, and the voice of the peo-
pie mingles with the voice of God.
Let us apply the thought. Naughty
Spain is lettering to national doom.
1t has ever oppressed without wisdom,
and slain without reason. It's hands
have been imbrued in the blood of it's
finest children, from the persecution Of
the saints to the eXpelling of the
Moors; from the confiscation of Jew
ish property to the gathering of
Wretched Cubans to starve. The dumb
tongues have been gathering volume
all these ages; they have cried out for
vengeance, and they have been heard.
The brutality of the helpless and harm
less is the last drop in the trimming
cup of wrath. The small and the OPP
pressed are the chosen instruments of
punishment; for it is these non-com-
batants who have aroused the thinking
world, and a mighty neighbor. It is
their feeble pipings. and the stern voice
of those who would die for them that
shouts at last to proud CASTLE Thus
far and no farther"
The great deeds of the past in which
we profess to trace Gods hand and in
reference in the affairs of men, have
been wrought by mems hands. Miracles
and men work together Divine influ-
ence comes through human mediums,
and thus now as We-a nation that
hath itself been brought up through
great tribulatiOn-are spending our
best, our blood, if need be ourselves,
for those too sunken to know scarcely
what is being wrought for them-we, l
say, are where the great unselfish ones
have stood before us. Our deeds and
our affections go out to the needy and
the oppressed, and we are nationally
raised thereby. Every deed done to
bless the unblessed, or to save the lost.
is an uplift to nation that has been
too material and that now sees clear
ly that there be things more precious
than gold, and that one of them is
Service to the Weak"
The great parable of brotherly love
shows us that the neighbor of the ma
ton that fell among thieves does not
establish it's neighborliness by being
rich, or by being on the other side of