Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1901-10-03

1t surprises me to hear the people say
they do not think the world will
finally be burned up when all the sci
entists will tell you that it has for
ages been on fire.
Why, there is only crust between
us and the furnaces inside raging to
get out. Oblivion! The world itself
will roll into it as easily as school
boys india rubber ball rolls down
hill, and when our world goes it is SO
interlocked by the law of gravitation
with other worlds that they will go
too, and so far from having our mem
DRY perpetuated by a monument of
Aberdeen granite in this world there
is no world in sight of our strongest
telescope that will be sure pediment
for any slab of commemoration of the
fact that We ever lived or died at all.
Our earth is struck with death. The
axletree of the consultations will
break and let down the populations of
other worlds. Stellar. lunar, solar.
mortality. Oblivion! 1t can swallow
and will swallow whole galaxies of
worlds as easily as a crocodile takes
down a frog.
Yet oblivion does not remove or
swallow everything that had better
not be removed or swallowed. The
old monster is welcome to his meal.
This world would long ago have been
overcrowded if not for the merciful
removal of nations and generations.
What il all the books had lived that
were ever written and printed and
published? The libraries would by
their immensely have INSTRUCTED intel
ligence and made all research impos-
sible. The fatal epidemic of books
was merciful epidemic. Many Of the
state and national libraries today are
only morgues, in which dead books are
waiting for some one to come and rec
ognize them. What if all the people
that had been born were still alive?
We would have been elbowed by our
ancestors of ten centuries ago, and
people who ought to have said their
last word 5000 years ago would snarl
at us, saying, What are you doing
here?" There would have been no
room to turn around. Some of the
past generations of mankind were not
worth remembering. The first useful
thing that many people did was to die,
their cradle a misfortune and their
grave boon. This world was hard
ly comfortable place to live in be-
fore the middle of the eighteenth GEN.
fury. So many things have come into
the world that were not fit to stay in
we ought to be glad they were put out.
The waters Of Lethe. the fountain of
forgetfulness, are a healthful draft
The history We have of the world in
ages past is always one sided and can
not be depended on. History is fiction
why We Should BE Remembered.
Now, l have told you that this obli-
WON of which have spoken has it's
defeats and that there is no more rea-
son why we should not be distinctly
and wildly and gloriously remembered
FIVE hundred million billion trillion
quadrillion quintillion years from now
than that we should be remembered six
weeks. am going to tell you how
the thing can be done and will be
done.
We may build this everlasting re-
as my text styles it, into
the supernal existence of those to
whom we do kindness in this world.
You must remember that this infirm
and treacherous faculty which we now
call memory is in the future state to be
complete and perfect. Everlasting re-
membranes" Nothing will slip the
stout grip of that celestial faculty. Did
you help widow pay her rent? Did
you find for that man released from
prison place to get honest work?
Did you pick up child fallen on the
curbstone and by stick of candy put
in his hand stop the hurt on his
scratched knee? Did you assure a bust
ness man swamped by the stringency
of the money market that times would
after awhile be better? Did you lead
Magdalen of the street into midnight
mission, where the Lord said to her,
Neither do condemn thee. Go and
sin no more?" Did you tell a man
clear discouraged in his waywardness
and hopeless and plotting suicide that
for him was near by laver in which
he might wash and coronet of eter-
nal blessedness he might wear? What
are epitaphs in graveyards, what are
eulogiums in presence of those whose
breath is in their nostriis, what are I'M
read biographies in the alcoves Of a
city library, compared with the imper-
ishable records you have made in the
illumined memories of those to whom
you did such kindnesses? Forget
them? They cannot forget them. Not
withstanding all their might and
splendor there are some things the
glorified of heaven cannot do, and this
is one of them. They cannot forget an
earthly kindness done. They have no
cutlass to part that cable. They have
no strength to hurl into oblivion that
benefaction. Has Paul forgotten the
inhabitants of Malta. who extended the
island hospitality when he and others
with him had felt. added to ship
wreck, the drenching rain and the
sharp cold? Has the victim of the
highwayman on the road to Jericho
forgotten the good Samaritan with
medicament of oil and wine and free
ride to the hostelry? Have the Eng
fish soldiers who went up to God from
the Crimean battlefelds forgotten
Florence Nightingale? Through all
eternity will the northern and south
ern soldiers forget the northern and
southern women who administered to