The Norfolk weekly news-journal., 1911-12-08
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THE HOUSE UPSIDE DOWN.

upside down Acts Nvli 6.
Sometimes the dcvll unwittingIy
tells the truth. This is one Of the
times. The crowd ran yelling the ac.
Cusation through the streets Of Thcs
saloniCa. But 1t was sin. not PAU
that had turned the world upside
down. He was turning It right side
up. It's according 10 your point W
view The Chinese begin to read at
the end Of the line and nj the bottom
of the page. The bat hangs upside
down and laughs at topsy turvy
world The skCptic stands on his head
intellectually and says, See me hold
up the worldw The world smiles
but the skcptic still argues Rcmcm-
Der the blouse Upside Down" on the
midway at the Buffalo Pan American
exposition? Carpets, rugs chairs, Ia
hlcS, dishes, were on the ceiling Wall
paper and pictures on the wall were
upside down. Finally you got con
fused and you couldn't tell whether
twas the house or you that was up-
side down. You felt that you were
walking, fly-likc, head down from the
ceiling.
The truth is this is topsy turvy
world. One man saving to build a
house, another selling below cost
Ones fighting for Justice another fee
ing from it. One man spending mon
ey for flowers for woman, his neigh
Dor spending money for divorce one
mans at the drug store for medicine
to prolong life; anothers buying poi.
son to end his. Thousands come into
the world upside down and always
continue so. They are human crabs
ever going backward. Society Is life
upside down. The world started right,
but Satan, Archimcdcs-likc got his
lever under 1t and with sin turned ii
upside down. Paradise turned to per
dition, heaven to hell. Christ comes
and with the lever of the cross turns
it right side up. Life is n house. With
many 1t is upside down. Hcrcdity, en-
vlronment, education, Indigestion, false
standards, have put us wrong. Things
are distorted, misplaced, untrue.
Ground Floor.
Kitchens on this floor To get
along with man feed the brute
says the cynical woman. Foods fuel
Fastings not always a duty Feast
ing's not always sin. Sometimes
HASTINGS sin and fcasting duty
John tasted Jesus feasted Girls at
school are taught calculus, but not
cooking. In the coal regions of my
state they say STRIKES are caused by
bad cooking" In a lumber camp where
men saw wood they get dinner with II
can opener and a cOffeepOt. Brides had
better not cook that way If the wood OF
the desk is the only lumber their hus-
bands see. Many kitchens upside
down. Smile in the dining room Ask
n blessing, but don't cant. There's II
liver. No gossip, no snarling, at your
table. A hearty laugh may do as
much good as OOlong or Java, tender
loin or outlet. Parlor's on this floor.
It's artificial, superficial and shallow.
In it we act like puppets and dress
like dolls. Secretly we hate the par
lOr. We keep 1t dark, stiff and formal.
children" calls mother, keep out OF
the parlor. You'll break somethingw
Sleeping rooms are on this floor.
Third of our lives are passed there.
When you reach threescOre and ten
you'll have spent nearly twenty-five
years there. Babyhood and childhood
OLE nnI,
DOWN.? Sometimes. Either barren
as barn or formal as funeral Man
has TO figure out those pink log pill
lowS-to be slept on or used as a bar
ricade for the door? Is the crazy quilt
n coverlet or an ornament? Best sleep
| ever had was when as n college boy
I went preaching in the country. Big.
we'll ventilated room, whitewashed
walls. After | had said "NOw I lay
me- dear old fashioned, motherly
woman came to tuck me in bed. put
hot bricks 10 my feet and prayed that
God would bless the poor preacher
boy. That night slept the sleep Of
On this floor In the front
room with the big bay window is the
sitting room-no, living room, | mean.
That's the room. Here's where You
are yourself, where you play with the
where you read the Bible
and have family prayers. Make the
living room Of life right.
Tho Attic.
Except ye become converted and az
title children" said Christ. Remem-
Ier that third story attic room In your
I'D home? Children multiplied. Trun-
lie beds were added. Then we were
backed TO bed up in the attic under the
'aves. There we heard the pattering
ain upon the roof. There we saw the
winkling Of the stars at night They
Tove themselves into poetry and
Ireams There in the cedar chest was
wedding dress. She was
tut sixteen then. Yonder hung grand
ather's Revolutionary sword How il
Ised to CLEAN in the moonlight. That
vas the place for dreams! The fra
rance Of the liacs and roses came I'm
he little attic windows. Not spider
webs did our child eyes see, but fresco
f angels. With the passing Of the
ttic third floor went our dreams and
isions, From our souls top floor We