Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1910-06-17
THEOLOGY ON THE LINKS.

Two men sat together on the breast
of hill overlooking a wide stretch OF
greensward covered with the lishermen's
red-b nets. Beyond that cleaned
ribbon OF white sand, and then the sea.
! They We're both we'll into. if not quite
out Of, middle age. Healthy, prosperous.
intelligent professional men so one
would confidently catalogue them. On
the turf at their feet lay heap OF golf
| clubs They were smoking and talking.
their voices low, but earnest
"Ah,'' said one, theology soon sweeps
me off my feet; don't profess to IN
derstand it
mo, indeed" echoed his friend sym
pathetically, and yet, | suppose -''
That's just it," interjected the first
speaker eagerly you may want to let
it alone, but it won't let you be. Why,
even when you've a kiddie"
Yes, it's quite true" the other
agreed and they both pulled away for
minute or two. Then the first speaker
began again, and it seemed as though
he spoke with a certain effort
| "A man told me a queer little thing
the other day. He said that when he
was a nipper-nine or ten, or something
! like that--he had been left at home one
| Sunday morning with nothing to do
while the others were at church. He
wandered about from room to room till.
| by lll-luck, he came to one where there
was half-skeleton clock -you know the
! kind of thing, with some of the wheels
| showing. Well, he stood i'm front of the
clock, watching it for bit. Then he
/ tlptoed and opened the glass door.
pair of scissors lay handy on the man
| tleplece, and he pushed the point be
tween the spokes of wheel and made
| it 60 round as fast as he could 1t seemed
| glorious fun for a minute or two to see
| the commotion among the other wheels
but he soon got tired, shut the door and
! put back the scissors. Just as he was
going out OF the room he glanced 1T the
clock and saw that it had stopped At
first he wasn't bit alarmed All that
was needed was little jolt
He gave it the jolt. 1t began to go
but stopped almost at once Startled,
he repeated the jolt again and again
| but always with the same result-a few
| ticks with a queer sound that he knew
was wrong and then a dead stop.
suddenly it flashed upon him that he
had broken the clock. He was a
delicate. timid youngster, and when he
realized what had happened he was alb
! solutely terror stricken He had been
! taught to say his prayers, and he had
heard a good deal of talk about the
power of prayer. He dropped on his
knees and prayed that the clock might
| go, Then he got up and set it going.
A few irregular ticks followed by 81
| lence. Again he knelt down and PRAYED
this time in a whisper, eager, intense,
almost fierce. Again he moved the clock.
Again it ierked and struggled and
! stopped. Evidently prayer, whatever
else it might do, couldn't mend broken
clock
Thirty years afterward, he said he
| found himself in great difficulty 1t
was more than difficulty. it was an
| impending disaster, and it was his own
| folly that was to blame Well, he tried
everything he could think of to extricate
himself, but the more he struggled the
deeper he sank until at last. hope died
and he remembered God. Then he prayed
oh, how he prayed"
The speaker paused and struck
match.
"Ies!" asked his friend, keenly inter-
ested.
oh it made no difference. of course.
The blow fell, 1t only MANNED. it did
not kill. But he said that one NIGHT
when he had been finging out his very
soul ON his knees. that the old episode of
his childhood, which he had quite for
gotten suddenly required to him. and
he realized that childhood and man
hood are only words, that the soul. the
spirit, the life-whatever you like TO
call it-and its relation to God are al
ways and absolutely the same"
There was another pause
The man who had hitherto PLAYED the
part of listener emptied his pipe and nut
it in his pocket Then he began.
It's funny you should have told me
that because I've had an experience my
self so like it and vet so unlike"
The same shape, but different col
orr" queried the other.
YES. was bit older than yo,r
man thirteen or fourteen. pertains We
were staying at Richmond. l remember
One morning ] got mp early and went
down to the river to get row before
breakfast. The man asked me whether
knew how 10 manage a boat and
like young fool told him | did As
a matter 81 fact I'll never been in a
light boat before, and | couldn't swim \
stroke. ! wonder he didn't see thar
could hardly sit the boat he put me in
out they used to be very casual i'm those
days. was IN funk at first. Every
stroke, ! thought ! was over one side
or the other. After bit however.
things went better. / got more aecus
! toned to the boat, aud the work yos
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