The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1900-05-18

was not a wild beast. 1t was a man.
an immortal man, a man made in Gods
own mage; the poor wretch crawled
m TO he feet Of the invalid and asked
for strong drink, and the invalid took
his wine flask from his pocket and
eaya the moor wretch something to
drink and then under the stimulus he
rose up and gave his history. He had
been a merchant in Glasgow, Scotland.
He had gone down under the power Of
strong drink until he vas so reduced
in poverty that he was living IN a boat
valid. At knew a merchant in Glasgow
once. a merchant Of such and such a
name" And the poor wretch straight
ened himself and said, Il am that
mani Let him that thinketh he
standeth take heed lest he fall"
Again, I remark that tne senior
Of envy and jealousy. The senior
brother thought that all the honor they
did to the returned brother was a
wrong to him. He said, Il have staid
at home, and I ought to nave had the
ring. and / ought to have had the In
quet, and / ought to have had the gar
lands" Alas for this spirit Of envy and
jealousy coming down through the
ages! Cain and Abel, Esau and Jacob,
Saul and David, Haman n Mordecai,
Othello and Iago, Orlando and Angel
lea, Caligula and Torquatus, Caesar
and Pompey, Columbus and the Span
ish courtiers, Cambyses and the broth
er he slew because he was a better
marksman, Dionysius n Philoxenius,
whom he slew because he was a bet
ter singer. Jealousy among painters.
Closterman and Godfrey Kneller, Hud-
son and Reynolds, Francia, anxious to
see a picture of Raphael sends him a
picture. Francia, seeing it, falls in a
fir of ipa10rSV from which he dies
Jealousy among authors. How seldom
contemporaries speak of each otheri
Xenophon and Plato living at the same
time, but from their writings you
never would suppose they heard of
each other. Religious jealousies. The
Mohammedans praying for rain during
a drought; no rain coming. Then the
Christians begin to pray for rain, and
the rain comes. Then the Mohamme-
dams meet together to account for this,
and they resolved that God was so we'll
pleased with their prayers he kept the
drought on so as to keep them pray
ing. but that the Christians began to
pray, and the Lord was so disguised
with their prayers that he sent rain
right away so he would not neal any
more Of their supplications. Oh, his
accursed spirit Of envy and jealousy.
Let us stamp it out from all our
hearts.
THE ABSURDITY OF JEALOUSY.
A wrestler was envious of Theog-
enes, the prince of wrestlers, that he
could not be conSoled in any way; ard
after Theogenes died and a statue was
lifted to him in a public place his en-
vious antagonist went out every night
and wrestled with the statue, until
one night he threw it, and it fell on him
and crushed him to death. So jeal-
ousy is not only absurd, but it is kill
ing to the body, and it is killing to
the soul How seldom it is you find
n merchant speaking well of a mer-
chant in the same line of business.
How seldom it is you hear a physician
speaking well of a physician on the
some block. Oh, my friends, the
world is large enough for all of us.
Let us rejoice at the success of others.
The next best thing to owning a gar
den ourselves is to look over the fence
and admire the flowers. The next
best thing to riding in fine equippage
is to stand on tn street and admire
the iprancing span. The next best
thing to having a banquet given to
ourselves is having a banquet given
to our prodigal brother that has come
home to his fathers house.
Besides that, if we do not get as
much honor and as much attention as
others, We ought to congratulate our
selves on What We escape in the way
OF assault. Inc Frencn general rlQ1nS
on horseback at the head of his troops
heard a soldier complain and say, 1T
is very easy for the general to COM
mand us W while he rides and
we walk" Then the general dismoun-
ted and compelled the complaining
soldier to get on the horse. Coming
through a ravine, a bullet from a sharp
shooter struck the rider, and he fell
dead. Then the general said, How
much safer it is to walk than to ride!"
Once more I a I'VE to tell you hat
his senior brother of my text stands
for the pouting Christian. While there
is so much congratulation within doors
the hero of my text stands outside, the
corners of his mouth drawn down,
looking as he felt-miserable. l am
glad his lugubrious physiognomy did
not spoil the festivity within. How
many pouting Christians there are in
our day-Christians who do not like
the music of the churches, Christians
who do not like the hilarities of the
young-pouting at the fashions, pout-
ing at the newspapers, pouting at the
church, pouting at the government,
pouting at high heaven. Their spleen
is too large, their liver does not work.
their digestion is broken down. There
are two cruets in their caster always
sure to be well supplied-vinegar and
red pepper! Oh, come away from that