The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1905-05-13
.b|CEL0W DWE[Ls ON
.. HAhO|CAPS Of LIFE
Gets Modern Lesson Out Of
Paul's Epistle to the
Colossians.
Speaks of Little Children Rear
ed In the Slums of
Large Cities.


s. Bigelow preached Sunday at the
Vine street Congregational church on
'Life's Handicap. He said:
One Of the most pathetic passages in
Scripture is Paurs postscript to the
letter to the Collossians in which he
apologies for his poor hand writing
I'm these words: "Remember my
bonds"
Paul could have written a better hand
If those chains had not been fettered
to his wrists. II the Colossians had
some trouble in reading the letter it
was fair that they should remember
his bonds.
We see the success or failure of life.
But that is all we see. We cannot
look beneath and know what secret
burdens are carried, what odds are
encountered.
Most Of US have bonds of one sort or
another. hidden weights which should
In justice be remembered in the esti-
mate of our deeds.
Life has placed serious handicaps up
on many Of us. It is not enough to
know who is first to reach the goal.
How did the runners start? What
burdens did they carry? BY what
bonds were they hampered?
We are not competent to judge be-
cause we cannot know these things.
The Justice of our lawcourts is always
injustice because it leaves these things
out of account. The very idea of a
prosecuting attorney is hideous.
What's done we partly may compute,
DIT ~1><
Our Future Citizens.
In the balanced scales of life feath-
er's weight may determine destiny.
Yesterday I saw group Of boys look
ing at theatre poster. The picture
showed a. man in the act Of plunging
dagger in the throat Of woman. The
boys did not run or scream. But their
eyes were big and the intensity of
their faces showed that the horror of
the picture was not lost upon them.
Near by were two younger children
playing together in the gutter. Their
faces were smeared by the mud by the
dish-water running over the sidewalk,
and the children were amusing them
selves floating cigar stutnps in the dis
gusting pool. . IT,. ..ss.s,s..~ "a.
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sRef1ecting upon that sad sight came
to mind other childhood scenes. There
stood out in memory a little lake which
nestled among the, hills where sweet
breathed cattle browsed, and where the
branches of great trees were mirrored
In crystal waters. There was the boat
house and the swimming hole and the
spring-board, and there was summer
nights. too, when the leaves were still
and stars were bright and the spirit
of the child looked up in silent won-
der.
In the race Of life, In the contest of
physical endurance, in the moral tests
that some, that child has not a fair
chance who has sprung out Of the mud
Of the streets.
To know the breath of lilacs and the
rustic of autumn leaves, to be up with
the lark, to bathe ones feet in the
dew Of the pasture, to 60 to bed with
the song Of the Whip-poor-w will-these
memories are like guardian angels
The children whose horizon is brick
wall, who must play on cobblestones
and 60 swimming In the canal and be
chased by the police, II they do not
grow up to be ideal citizens. shall we
of holier memories sit in Judgment
upon them? Shall we not remember
their bonds?