The Penn's Grove record., 1899-07-07
T. PENIS GROVE. N. D., FRIDAY, JULY I, 1923.

the gaslight, with no home and no God
for she deeeives no one as to what she is
than I have for these hays Of respectable
society who cover u ptheir tiger laws with
q fne shawl and bolt the hell of their
heart with Il diamond breastpinl
The work of masculine whisperers Is
chiefly seen in the embarrassment of bust
ness. Now, | suppose, there are hundreds
of men here who Mt some time have been
Id business trouble, / will undertake to
say that in nine cases out OF ten 1t was the
re suit of some whisperer's work. The
whisporer uttered some suspicion in regard
to your credit. You sold your horse and
carriage because you had no use for them,
and the whlsperer said: "Sold his horse
and carriage because he had to sell them.
The fact that lie sold his horse and carriage
shows he is going down in business"
One of your friends gets embarrassed
and you are n little involved with him. The
whisperer says: 81 wonder II he can stand
under all this pressure? l think he Is going
down. I think be will have to give up"
You borrow money out a bank and a dlrec-
tor whispers outside about it, and after
awhile the suspicion gets fairly started and
II leaps from one whisperer's lips to an
other whisperer's lips until all the people
you owe want their money and want 1t
right away and the business circles come
around you like a pack of wolves, and,
though you had assets four times more
than were necessary to meet your liabili-
ties, crash went everythingl Whlsperersl
Oh, how much business men have su fferedl
l think among the worst Of the whis-
perers are those who gather up all the
harsh things that have been said about
you and bring them to you-all the things
said against you, or against your family,
or against your style of business. They
gather them all up and they bring them to
you, they bring them to you in the very
worst shape, they bring them to you with
out any Of the ~extenuating circumstances,
and after they have made your feelings all
raw, very raw, they take this brine,
rub 1t In with a coarse towel and rub 1t In
until 1t sinks to the bone. They make you
the pineushion in which they thrust all the
sharp things they AVE ever heard about
you. "Now, don't bring me into a scrape.
Now, don't tell anybody l told you. Let 1t
be between you and me. Don't involve me
in 1t at ALL" They %aggravate you to the
point of profanity, and then they wonder
you cannot sing psalm tunesl They turn
you on n spit before a hot fire and wonder
why YOU are not absorbed in gratitude to
them because they turn you on n spit. Ped
dlers OF night shade. Peddlers OF Canada
thistle. Peddlers of nux vomiea. Sometimes
they get you in n corner wherc you cannot
very well escape without being rude, and
then they tell you all about this one, and
all about that one, and all about the other
one, and they talk, talk, talk, talk, talk.
After awhile they go away leaving the
place looking like q barnyard, after the
foxes and the weasels have been around;
here a VIM, and there a claw, and yonder
an eye, and there a crop. How they do
make the feathers fly!
Jesus Christ had these whisperers after
Him, and they charged Him with drinking
too much and keeping bad company. "a
wine blbber and the friend Of publieans and
sinners" You take the best man that ever
lived aud put a detective on his track for
ten years, watching where he goes and
when he comes, and with Il determination
to misconstrue everything, n to think
he goes here for II bad purpose and there
for u bad purpose, with that determine
ton of destroying him, at the end of ten
years he will be held desptcable In tho
sight of Il great many people.
II it is an outrageous thing to despoil u
mans character, how much worse is it to
damage a woman's reputation? Yet that
evil grows from century to century, and 1t
is all lone by whisperers. A suspicion is
started. The next whisperer who gets
hold OF 1t states the suspicion as n proved
fact, and many q good woman, as honor
able as your wife or your mother, has been
whispered out Of all kindly associations
and whispered into the grave. Some
pGDllG say tltib Is uO ubll, DuL IL
there be no hell for such II despoller
Of womanly character it is high time
that some philanthropist built one.
But there is such a place established, and
what a time they will have when all the
whisperers get down there together re-
hearsing thingsl Everlasting carnival of
mud. We're it not for the uncomfortable
surroundings, you might suppose they
would be glad to get there. In that region
where they are all bad what opportunities
for exploitation by these whisperersl On
earth to despoil their neighbors some
times they had to lie about thom, but
down there they can say the worst things
possible about their %neighbors and tell the
truth. Jubilee of whlsperers. Grand gala
day OF baekbiters. Semiheaven Of scandal
mongers stopping their gable about their
diabolical neighbors only long enough to
60 up to the iron gate and ask some new
conner from the earth, "What is the last
gossip In the city on earth where we used
to live2'
Now, how are we to wal against this in
iquity which curses every community on
earth? First by refusing to listen to or
believe a whisper. Every court of the land
has for a law, and all decent communities
have for a law, that you must hold people
Innocent until they are proved guilty.
There is only ono person worse than the
whisperer, and that is the man or woman
who listens without protest. The trouble
is you hold the sack while they fill 1t. The
receiver of stolen goods Is Just as bad as
the thief. An ancient writer declares that
a ~slauderer and q man who receives the
SANDER ought both to be hanged-the one
by the tongue md the other by the ear.
And l agree with him.
Oh, my friends. employ the tongue
which God so wonderfully created MS the
organ of taste, the organ of deglutition,
the organ Of articulation to make others
happy and in the service of Godi II you
whisper, whisper good-encouragement to
the fallen and hope to the lost. All, my
friends, the time Will soon come when we
will all whisperi - The voice gill be en-.
feebled in the last sickness, and, though
chat voice could laugh and shout and
sing and halloo until the forest echoes an.
swered, 1t will be so feeble then we can
only whisper consolation to those whom
we leave behind and only whisper our hope
OF heaven.
While l speak this very moment there
are hundreds whispering their last utter
ances. oh, when that solemn hour comes
to you and to me, rs come soon 1t will,
may 1t be found that wo did our best to
serve Christ and to cheer our comrades In
the earthly struggle and that we conse-
Grated not only our hand, but our tongue,
to Godi So that the shadows that fall
around our dying pillow shall not be tho
evening twilight of a gathering night. but
the morning twilight of m everlasting day.
This morning, at half past four O'Clock,
l looked out of my window, and the stars
were very dim. | looked out q few mo-
ments after, and the stars were almost in
visible. l looked out an hour or two after
warl. Not a star was to be seen. What
was tn @ matter with the stars? Had they
melt ed into darkness? No. They had
melted into the glorious light of a Sabbath
morn.
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