The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1907-06-04
.GHIGAGQ'S NAYS
DEPICTED
b. "Pilgrim," a Harrison County
Man, Now on Visit to
That City.
By P1LGRIM.

CHICAGO. ILL.,, June 4-Just Al
der my window on the street / hear
music, and Ike all curious seekers.
MY head goes out to find an organ
with a damsel lingering the keys and
a man with a horn to his lips toot-
ing out the tune of Nearer, My God
to Thee, Nearer to Thee" 1t re-
minds me OF my boyhood days, when
/ sat in church and heard these
songs by people now beneath the sod
Yet the same words and the same
music are being waited to the ears
of thousands of people every day.
This little band on the street five
minutes ago composed six souls, now
that crowd has swollen to more than
tone hundred and many more catch
a word that may hit a spot of re-
membrane as they are passing by.
We do not know what effect little
words and little paragraphs are hav-
ing upon the minds of the people,
neither can We tell what effect words
that fall from our lips and sentences
written from our pen have on some
one at some time. I used TO see
written on rocks along the roadside:
God is Love The Redeemer
Livcth." ard so on. My wonder was
what damn fool wasted time in such
improbable business. yet ten days
ago crossing the mountain on a
stage. IN deep meditation over bust
ness matters, my eye caught written
on tree the sentences: Redeemed
by the Blood of Christ" Ny mind
was in a s,ae Of bewilderment, but
at this moment a thought struck me:
"Can IT be-" These words might
have been written there by drunk
ard, yet they had an effect; things
we see catch our mind for an instant
or for time.
The cartoon of the outgoing and
the incoming administrations Of
Clarksburg remind me of the general
appearance Of the people, hair parted
IN the middle reaches, glasses, take
my mind swiftly back to pleasant
DAYS Of yere, but while the features
IRE there their legs seem short. hut
this is . world of progress.
Walking M street yesterday Il
noticed one hundred ladies' heads
turning in a show window exhibiting
hats Of al styles; so natural did they
seem to be at church that I looked
70: their bust, but to behold that
many a one was caught from the
back of an ass, beheaded and left to
exhibit hats upon their heads, placed
upon electrical contrivances. which
gave them motion, and they we're all
besmeared with paint.
After a pause, thought, we can
all recall many human reform cleo
trical beings, telling the people how
TO do and be- and shun this, or that
one, they are bad. People of this
tyne are besmeared with paint.
Music caught my ear ;fpom a big
hallway turned to behold cleo
trical boxes Of scenery, penny
dropped into a slot starts the thing
going. and YOU see from high kick
ers to the prodigal son upon his
knee. One stand contains gypsy
girl. WAX fortune teller, a penny
starts her distressed look and heavy
breathing. and she finally grinds out
a slip Of paper, which is supposed to
contain your directory to fortune. A
farce is all the scenery Of this hall
way, yet, when one stops and gazes
at the rushing crowd of both young
and old, watching for one glimpse
OF Adams apple, he can readily see
why and what for thousands of peo-
pie and preachers are daily going
to Hell