Hopkinsville Kentuckian., 1907-01-24

: in a recent address on the manage
ment Of husbands, had brought
trouble upon the pair in Paradise
that made it necessary to take 9
bridal tour without taking time tc
pack their trunks. I am prepared
to prove that there were trunks in
Eden Even the elephants had them.
And thus come about the first evic-
tiOn on record.
Go back with me 5.S12 brief sum
mers, to that ill-fated day in Eden.
We seethe leading citizen Of his
time turned out ofhouse and home,
without coat to his back, driven
from the scenes he had learned to
love. Think of Eve. the untutored
child Of Nature, clinging to Adam
in her grief. blaming herself for it
all, as she turned her back forever
upon the happy scenes of that
bone" to which she was never to
return, hallowed and endeared as
it was by the memories of her first
meeting with him whose adamantean
heart she softened, and whose
appetite she had controlled. No
more will she sit in the shade Of
the trees and wait for Adam to come
home from the lodge in the wilder
ness. No more will she make her
toilet of fig leaves in the garden, or
entertain boa constructors in the
orchard The murmuring waters of
the silvery Euphrates will nc more
be music to her ears, and the dan
cling sunbeams on the ripping waves
will no longer reflect their brightness
as she stoops to quench her thirst,
or to admire her own image in their
impid depths.
DRIVEN FROM HOME.
But | have not the heart to dwell
upon this pathetic emigration. In
great national Expositions, in storied
songs and undying records of glory
we cherish the memory of our fore
fathers who landed at Jamestown
and on Plymouth Rock 300 years.
ago and blazed the way for the
American civilization of this twen-
tieth century. How much more.
should we revere the memory Of
Adam, whose stout heart never
quailed when driven from home,
before he was a year old. with the
awful sentence ringing in his ears
:" Thou shalt surely die" Though
an infant in age, a mere boy who
had not yet reached the dignity of
his first trousers, he yet had the
heart of a man in his bosom. With
the courage of a hero, he bravely
shouldered the responsibilities of
life, and for hundreds of years did
all in his power to live down the in
discretions of his youth. This, too,
while he was under sentence of
death and supposed every century
would be his last. am free to con-
fess that admire Adam and ann
proud that he was my relative. OH
my ancestor, with all thy faults
love thee still!
l know not, ask not II quilts in that heart.
knog that love thee, whatever thou art.
(Here the speaker remarked, This
is a good stopping place, as the worst
IS yet to come. There were cries of
go on.")
There was much in Adams char
acter that was worthy of praise. He
was tender and loving husband,
and in these days when the death of
a Persian Shah fills a whole harem
with mourning it is we'll enough to
observe that Adam had but one wife.
Even when Eve had brought divine
wrath and condemnation upon both
Of them, we see no reproaches heaped
upon his bride. He did not threaten
to send her back to her mother.
With spirit of unselfsh nobility
that calls for unstinted praise, he
shared the penalty without a mur-
mur.
A BRAVE MAN.
He was a man of undaunted cour-
age. He bravely faced danger in
every form. The woods were full of
wild beasts of every kind. Venom
Gus reptiles coiled their Shiny bodies
among the trees, while the waters
were swarming with crocodiles and