The age-herald., 1901-01-20

"Forgive How many will say forgive
 and find
 A sort of ahsolution in the sound To hate a little longer! No; the sin That neither God nor man can well forgive, Hypocrisy I saw it in him at once. Is it-not true that second thoughts are
 best?
 Not first and third which are riper first? Too ripe, too latel they come too late for An love, there surely lives in man and
 beast
 Something divine to warn them of their
 foes."
 "Ah, dearest if there be
 A devil in man, there is an angel too, And if he did that wrong you charge him
 with,
 His angel broke his heart
 When Pelleas placed his unsheathed sword upon the throats of Ettarre and ,-Gawain he felt. that had he slain them ne could have answered even before high God for the deed; and had he done so Arthur might have lived on in the fools paradise of Guinevere; but mad Pelleas left to wan der afar to where cowled Percivale await ed with the breath of Lancelot's unholy love, and pure as Guinevere became the catch phrase of mockers and wine-bibbers. Faith had discovered the unforgivable sin of hypocrisy under the upas-tree of in- fidelity. and there the story that through all the ages shall run began in a heart that broke and bled by betrayal.
 In antique time it was the law and the custom that when guest or friend be- trayed, wronged outraged the house in which he slept he was branded with white heated iron upon the forehead so that he might walk the earth all his after-life a warning against himself, an ungrateful guest an unapprecatiye friend, a betray- CT of confidence, violator of loves sacred trust and vows.
 To him no door open, no man or wo- man spoke, no child gave smiles. For him upon no portal was written welcome, across no threshold was extended glad hand of fellowship; in no highway, leafy lane, shaded path, garden of flowers meadow of green grass with sunlight fiecked was there ever the happy hail of comradeship the whisper of companionableness For him there were no friendships, loves, no clasping- of hands, no shoutings of tri- umphs, no words of softened sympathy, no calling to feastings or dancings, plays or prayers: nothing but voiceless aver sions, silent convictions that he was too low to be greeted by human speech or hu- man touch
 He was the ungrateful one, the unappre- ciative, unthankful, untrustful being born ,f Al,z@C kA and against him even the temples were closed and the lepers hardened their hearts.
 The ungrateful and the base brand them- selves in these days of truer and purer- and higher faith, when the ancient and damned order of Hypocrisy still survives with little change in the brood of hoary sinners, first offenders of creation, though their punishment may differ. The hypo- critics still cry out that they are holier than others, in no sense differently from their cry against the Man who came of Nazareth, from which they held no good could come. They walk our streets, mouth in public places and in response to the preachers pleading they shout loudest the .....--...---.. 
 gold loving cup, inscribed: From the Greenville Bar to a Faithful Servant-P. D. Gireath, Sheriff, 1S76-1901.'
 "Amonght those who were present to honor this distinguished South Carolinian, this gifted representative of that which is best and most famous in the splendid his- tory of that State, were Governor Perry, Senator Earle, and many other notables; and 1t is believed that the people will at the next election call upon MT. Gilreath to receive the honor of the Governorship of South Carolina. an honor so strong man, so worthy a descendant of great men. is held to eminently deserve.
 MT. Gilreath of South Carolina is the elder brother of MT. Belton Gtreath of Birmingham, widely known and honored as a successful coalmaster and most enterprise ing developer. as well as being at all times