The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1907-12-01
MUSINGS BY The
...WAY...
Musings BY The Way.

the unheralded dethronement of even
massive brains, the drug wrecks
along the way-these all point a
terrific moral Strong and stalwart
ancestry. yes-plus the wild and
hurried rush of the age. Some OF
us are starving our nerves to death.
this awful rush for gold is moth
ing less than murder mill And
II not suicide 1t invites n moral
delinquency that can be excused
on the ground of purest sympathy.
That Is, II we who have less de.
pletion could on,y understand. Pois
on the moral sense In the region
Of the nerve centers where It is
generated and uncomfortable hands
reach forth only to be polluted.
Bryan. the commoner, meant much
when he spoke of our cross OF
gold The majority of nervous
wrecks are moral eccentrics-noth
ing more. Half the suicides over
depleted fortunes are men just
money mad Many of the defaults
can be explained so.ely on the
ground Of the money crazed. II
this keeps on, and " there be any.
thing In the unerglng laws OF hered-
ity we are destined either to sneak
out of lifes back door by the rash
est means or we shall bring on a
generation of moral imbeciles whose
destination is the human junk pile
The vacant stare of many poor
fellow who died in tragedy is a
mute appeal for pardon already
granted by Him who knows. To
| speak the moral truth-the wonder
is that under this wilful waste OF
nerve force in this age there is not
greater moral irregularity. I am
sure that what appears wrong to us
is right to those of distorted vision
And | have not the heart to con
/ denim him because his glass Is not
of sufficient power to see the stars
that shine in the far off places.
Many a so-called sin is disease
of the nerve and not the heart
How can you blame a man, when In
state of coma, If he has not the
remotest sense of pain. There is
a moral stupor--a coma of the con-
| science. The moral sensibilities and
the nerve system touch one another
at every point. You can no more
separate their inter operation than
you can separate the electric cur.
rent and the copper wire over
which 1t travels. And who can dir
ect the current when the wire is
| grounded? | would be very far from
eXcusing any sort of premeditated
| or deliberate sin. At the same time
would exercise the profoundest
pity-that's all, and that's kingly.
Thank God there is a Christ who can
be touched with the feeling OF our
infirmities. And some day, ian the
land where there are no low-hang.
ing mists. these dull. dead charac.
ters shah come from behind the
clouds and we shall see them as
they are. II will be the one glad
sweet surprise the discovery OF
which we had not dreamed
These are the days of substitutes.
The boy Is al befuddled by sub.
sututes for the good old "mothe.'
days" Now, it is the hired nurse,
1t is the Soverness, it is the private
tutor--anything but nav" Tho
reputed father is down town bucking
at the stock exchanges. head ana
ears under financial tides. TIE
mother has gone to meet with tno
Mothers club to discuss the vexins
problem of other folks children. In
the mean time the boy is doing his
level best TO find a bosom friend.
/ Just anywhere-just anywhere-iu, /
to md, perchance bosom whose
heart is big enough to ho,d his
childish sorrows. And all the while
the boy grows more and mo-, con.
scious that the old home IS no more
than "A mere boarding nIlca-n