The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1898-08-03

"Yes," said another, even MS hlde
would not be of any use to the tan
ner." "Yes," said another, "the odor
of his carcass is dreadful" Then
Christ, standing there, said; But
pearls cannot equal the whiteness of |
his teeth" Then the people, moved
by the idea that any one could tnd
anything pleasant concerning the
dead dog, said: "Why this must be
Jesus of Nazareth" Reproved and
convicted they went away.
Surely this legend of Christ is good
enough to be true. Kindness in all
his words and ways and habits, For
giveness Word of eleven letters, and
some of them thrones, and some OF
them palm branches. Better have
Christ write close to our names that
one word, though he write it in dust,
than to have our name cut into monu-
mental granite with the letters that
the storms of thousand years cannot
obliterate.
l must not forget to say that as
Christ, STOPPING down, with his finger
wrote on the ground, it is evident that
his sympathies are with this penltent
woman, and that he has no sympathy
with her hypocritical pursuers. just
opposite to that is the worlds habit.
Why didn't these unclean Pharlsees
bring one of their own number to
Christ for eXcoriation and capital pun
ishment? No. no. They overlook that
in man which they damnate in
woman. And so the world has had for
offending woman scourges and obJur-
CATION, and for just one offense she
becomes an outcast, while for men
whose lives have been sodomic for ~
years the world swings open its doors
of brilliant welcome, and they may
sit in high places. Unlike the Christ
of my text, the world writes mans
misdemeanor in dust, but chisels
woman's offense with great capitals
upon ineffaceable marble.
For foreign lords and princes whose
names cannot even be mentioned in re-
spectacle circles abroad because they
are the walking lazarettos of abomi-
nation some of our American prin-
cesses of fortune wait, and at the first
beck sail out to them into the black
ness of darkness forever. And in what
are called higher circles of society
there is now not only the imitation OF
foreign dress and foreign manners,
but an imitation of foreign dissolute-
. ness. like foreigner, and | like an
American, but the sickest creature on
earth is an American playing the for
eigner. Society needs to be recon
structed on this subject. Treat them
t alike, masculine crime and feminine
! crime. If you cut the one in granite
cut them both in granite. If you
write the one in dust, write the Other
in dust. "No, no." says the world
"let the woman go down, and let the
: man go up" What is that l heal
e FLASHING into the Potomac or Hudson
I at midnight? And then there is ;
y struggle as of strangulation, and all il
i still. Never mind. 1t is only woman
!, !, too discouraged to live. Let the mill
: of the cruel world grind right on.
IS The greatest library in the worlC
that which has the widest shelves ant
u longest aisles, and the most multi
u tudinous volumes and the wastes
> wealth is the underground library. |
D. is the royal library, the library of tn
II dust. And all these library cases vii
> be opened, and all these scrolls I'm
rolled, and all these volumes un
ID clasped, and as easily as in your Il
lie brary or mine we take up book, bloN
10 the dust off of it, and turn over it
d pages, so easily will the Lord of tn
lie resurrection pick out of this librar
n of dust every volume of human lif
and open it and read it and display i
lie And the volume will be rebound, to b
e. set in the royal library of the King
lg palace, or in the royal library of tn
rs self-destroyed.
~ Oh! this mighty literature of tn
te dust. 1t is not so wonderful, after al
r. that Christ chose, instead of an inl
~ stand, the impressionable sand on th
te floor of the ancient temple, and, il
IT. stead of hard pen, put forth his for
IN finger, with the same kind of nerN
IN and muscle and bone and flesh as thu
OF which makes up our own forefinge
ed and wrote the awful doom of hypo
IS risy, and full and complete forgivene
VI for repentent sinners, even the wors
Is, We talk about the ocean of Christ
OF mercy. Put four ships upon thi
'e- ocean and let them sail out in opposi
as directions for a thousand years, ar
as see if they can find the shore of Il
ocean of the Divine mercy.
nd And now / can believe that which
'ot read, how that mother kept bur
tn ing a candle in the window evel
ed night for ten years, and one nigh
lss very late, poor waif of the street e
wv. tered. The aged woman said to he
les "Sit down by the fire." and the stra
Sc ger said, "Why do you keep that lig
he in the win. ow?" The aged womi
- said, "That is to light my waywa
ar daughter when she returns. Since S
IN went away, ten years ago, my ha
icy has turned white. Folks blame me t
int worrying about her, but you see | a
ice her mother. But l must not tell "
lad any more about my trouble, for
no guess, from the way you cry, you ha
cce' trouble enough of your own. WI
the how cold and sick you seem! G
op- my! can it be? Yes, you are Liz
hat my own lost child Thank God tn
ent you are home again!" And what
pie time of rejoicing there was in tn
ay- house that night. And Christ aga
t stopped down, and in the ashes of tn
ry- hearth, now lighted up, not more
ed' the great blazing logs than by the
in, of a reunited household, wrote t