The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1898-02-25

know 500 farmers Just as noble as he
was. What they want is to know
that they have the friendship of
that Christ who often drew His
SMILES from the farmers life,
as when He said: "a sower
went forth to SOW as when He built
His best parable out of the scene of a
farmer boy coming back from his wan
behring's, and the old farmhouse shook
that night with the rural jubilee; and
who compared Himself to lamb in the
pasture field, and who said that the
eternal God is a farmer, declaring:
''My Father is the husbandman."
Those stone masons do not want to
hear about Christopher Wren, the archi-
tect, who built st. Paul's cathedral.
1t would be better to tell them how to
carry the hod of brick up the ladder
without slipping, and how on cold
morning with the trowel to smooth off
the mortar and keep cheerful, and how
to be thankful to God for the plain
food taken from the pail by the road
side. Carpenters standing amid the
adze, and the bit, and the plane, and
the broad AK, need to be told that
Christ was carpenter, with His own
hand welding saw and hammer. Oh,
this is a tired world, and it is an over
worked world, and it is an underfed
world, and it is a wrung-out world,
and men and women need to know that
| there is rest and recuperation in God,
and in that religion which was not so
much intended for extraordinary peo-
pie as for ordinary people, because they
are more of them.
The healing profession has had its
| Abercrombies, and it's Abernethys, and
its Valentine Motifs, and it's Willard
Parkers; but the ordinary physicians
do the most of the worlds medicining,
and they need to understand that while
! taking diagnosis or prOgnosis, or writ
ing prescriptions, or compromising
medicament, or holding the delicate
| pulse of the dying child they may
| have the presence and the dictation of
the Almighty Doctor who took the case
of the mailman, and, after He had torn
| off his garments in fOaming dementia,
! clothed him again, body and mind, and
who lifted up the woman who for IS
years had been bent almost double
with the rheumatism into graceful
/ stature, and who turned the scabs of
/ leprosy into rubicund complexion,
! and who rubbed the numbness
/ ont of paralysis, and who swung
| wide open the closed windows of he
reditary or accidental blindness, until
the morning light came streaming
/ through the lleshly easements, and
who knows all the diseases, and all the
remedies, and all the herbs, and all the
Il. E l.,
macy and therapeutics, and who has
/ sent out 10000 doctors of whom the
/ world makes no record; but to prove
/ that they are angels of mercy, l invoke
/ the thousands of men whose ailments
they have assuaged and the thousands
of women to whom in cries of pain they
/ have been next to God in benefaction.
Come, now. let us have a religion for
ordinary people in professions, in oc-
equations, in agriculture, in the house
| hold, in merchandise, in everything. L
salute across the centuries Asyncri tus,
PhlegOn, Hermas, PatrObas, Hermes,
PhilolOgus and Julia.
mention these things to prove it is
extraordinary people who are abused,
while the ordinary escape. The
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plain as it is on the high peaks. The
world never forgives a man who knows,
or gains, or does more than it can
know, or gain, or do. Parents some
times give confectionery to their chill
dren as an inducement to take bitter
medicine, and the worlds sugar plum
precedes the worlds aqua-fortis. The
mob cried in regard to Christ, Cru
city Him, cruelty Him. and they
had to say it twice to be I'M
derstOOd, for they were SO hOarse, and
they got their hOarseness by crying a
little while before at the top of their
voice, ''IIOSanna." The River Rhone is
foul when it enters Lake Leman, but
crystalline when it comes out on the
other side But there are men who
have entered the bright lake of worldly
prosperity crystalline and come out
terribly rolled. If, therefore, you feel
that you are ordinary, thank God for
the defenses and the tranquility of
your position.
Then remember, if you have only
what is called an ordinary home, that
the great deliverers of the world have
all come from such a home. And there
may be seated, reading at your evening
stand, a child who shall be potent for
the ages. Just unrOu the scroll of-faen
mighty in church and state, and you
will find they nearly all came from log
cabin or poor homes. Genius almost
always runs out in the third or
fourth generation. You can not
find in all history an in
stance where the fourth genera
ton of extraordinary people amount
to anything. In this country we had
two great men, father and son, both
presidents of the United States; but
from present prospects there never will
be in that genealogical line another
president for thousand years. Column
bus from weaver's hut, Demosthenes
from a cutters cellar, Bloomfield and
Missionary Carey from a shoemaker7s
bench, Arkwright from BARRIERS
shop, and He, whose name is high over
all in earth, and air, and sky, from
manger.
Let us all be content with such things
as we have. God is just as good in what
He keeps away from US as in what He
gives us. Even a knot may he useful
if it is at the end of thread.
At an anniversary of deaf and
dumb asylum, one of the children
wrote upon the blackboard words as
sublime as the Iliad, the Odyssey, and
the ''Divina Comedia," all compressed
in one paragraph. The examiner,
in the sign of the mute Ian
guage, asked her: s'Who made the
world?" The deaf and dumb girl wrote
upon the blackboard: In the begin
ming God created the Heaven and the