The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1910-10-07
SOME ONE TO TAKE YOUR PART.

nifty A horde Of lsraeltes were once
fleeing from their taskmasters. terror
stricken. stampeding with men shout
ing women praying children crying.
cattle lowing. everywhere indescriba-
bic fear and confusion. before them an
impossible sea. on either side insur-
mountable cliffs, TO their rear Pha-
raoh's army. They could hear the roar
OF boots and the dull thunder Of char
ioi wheels Any first year West Point
er would have pronounced such posi-
ton a huge tactical blunder The end
was clear-sword. rapine, massacred
men. despoiled women, captive chill
dren. At the darkest moment there's
a frantic appeal 10 Moses aud God.
The answer is Godlike in It's strength
and assurance. "The Lord shall Eight
for you. and We shall hold your peace"
Ever have your lawyer say: Now.
Just leave this case with us. Il IS
clear as dayightI- Ever have your
physician say. Wen have that child
dancing on the sidewalk and hungry
enough to eat nails in a weekY Then
you went to your work with light
heart. 1t wasn't many hours until the
impossible happened. The sea was
opened, and the Israelites passed over
dry shod, while a cloud Of protection
dropped between them and their pur-
suers
When You've Done Your Best
Say, mother, ever get TO the breaking
point, the place where II you could
Just scream 1t would seem relieff
Don't do II. The asylum's at the end
Of that road. There's something bet
ter. know the pace is terrific, and
yet you don't seem to get anything
done. Washing baby faces. starting
little feet off to school. laundering.
mending, baking. scrubbing. sweeping
and the thousand other duties that
constitute a womans day DO not seem
TO count for much. bur I declare unto
you that you are doing more for the
world that noY is and that which is
TO come than many another woman
pire. But when your nerves are jan
Cling. doing duty with fearfully worn
constitution. whoOping cough IN the
house for six weeks. no rest no sleep,
other troubles you don't dare tell any
one. when you cover the cage TO keep
the canary from singing. when you
mufiie the doorbell. wheH the wagon
passing seems driving over your fore
head-then you are at the Red sea.
There's one Of two ways then. either
the madhouse or Cod There's moth
ing but the old fashioned religion OF
Jesus Christ that will carry woman
through the trials Of home life.
At the End of Your String.
OF course the fellows on the Merri-
mac we're heroes: also the fellows car
rying out the powder sacks among the
sparks at Fortress Monroe. Death
snapped right in their faces. But
sometimes the easiest thing to do Is TO
die. The big trick. then. is to have
grit enough to live. Say, father. at
the desk. at the bench, behind the
counter are you sometimes almost at
the end Of your stringi Can't hardly
make both ends meet? Fighting SIAN
der. financial losses. life plans slipping
away. have to let a policy lapse and
put a mortgage on the little home?
Are there nights when you've had to
take the cartridges from your revoly-
er! My, God. not THAR your better
self said. Listen. There's some one
who cares You are now wedged in
the Red sea ahead, the mountains on
either side the fiends OF neil back OK
you. There's nothing lcn but God.
Go right to him. | challenge you.
Have you ever honestly triedl You
see the thing is in bis hand Who
sent the rain before Waterloo; II the
atheist is right then hunt up your car
tridges again. II Christ is right then
you have a Father who can somehow
make AL things work together for
good to them that love the Lord
Simply Let Go!
Don't poster your lawyer telling him
of something you've read along the
line Of that case. DON'T give your sick
baby quiet doses Of something you've
heard Of TO aid your doctor, He
knows quite a few things that you do
not know. Trust him. God isn't in
tight place You don't have TO help
him. Trust him. He guides the comets
in their multimillion mile orbits. He
the leaf that 1uttered just
now. He has handled bigger tasks
than yours Trust him. Remember
back home years ago. in the old pond
when the fellows were teaching you
10 float? Remember how you houn1
dered. and flung. and grasped. and
and strangled with you'd
mouth and nostrils full Of the muddy
pond water. even with the fellows
keeping their hands under your sun
1ronzed bodyf Then Bill Jones-bless
lis freckled face. wonder where be is
low-said: "Now, Jim. don't be so