The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1911-09-21
WHO IS MY BROTHER?
lnaSmuch As Ye Have Done II UutO One
OF the Least Of These My Brethren,
Ye Have Done il unto Me. Matt. 25:lO

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: and he Of lesser means, becaus,
of the ever increasing cost Of Inv
ing, 1T might seem that no on,
was left to attend to matters o
graver importance-the mora
we'll being of busy work.a day
world.
lie who thinks that because {
few people are bad, and many
more-indiiferent, that the grea
universe is on the verge of col
lapse, is plainly and painfully
wrong.
Much depends upon the char
acter of the man or woman from
whom we get our information re
gardlng the worlds neral con
dition. He who is actively en-,
gagged in the great work of re-
demptlon, sees only victory ahead;
the other deems the conflict toe
great, and -muttering
something hke-"Thlngs are go.
ing from bad to worse"
BY far too many of us stand
aloof from the task of betterlng
conditions. You and | are the
people who must shoulder the re.
sponsibillty if things go wrong.
To get the best there Is in life
and enjoy it, we must gather up
the blessings which an all-wlse
Creator has placed within our
reach-thankful that these bless
lngs are to be had.
Psychologists tell us that iovial
conversation during meals Is con.
ducive to good digestion. But
let me tell you that a hearty ap.
probation of these blessings goes
much farther toward their real
good - "Giving thanks in all
things. Christ healed ten lepers,
and one,-only one,-returned to
give thanks. "Where are the
nlne?" Did they fail to apprecl.
ate their restoration, or only
fail to render thanks? In Psalms
1912, we have this suggestive
admonitlon; "Let the redeemed
of the Lord say so. Do we look
to the great for gratitude? or do
we expect appreciation only from
those whose boast is superior IN
telhgence? Do we Judge by ex.
ternals? Alas! too often, and
mistakenly.
Recently there passed through
Fulton county three men, who,
were making their way afoot,
trudginS over bad dusty roads,
under a burning sun, to Everett
to seek employment of big lum-
Der firm. Gong up Sldellng Hill
they were overtaken by an auto.
mobile and were asked to get in.
Just imagine their agreeable
surprise, and feel if you can the
contrast afforded by the soft
spring cushions, and increased
speed and the ''hltting the pike"
When Everett was reached one of
the men looked up into the kindly
face of the driver and voiced his
appreciation in this homely fash.
ion: 'rhls is the kind of stuff,
old man, that takes you to heav-
en-" Did his hickory shirt, and
dusty shoes bespeak the man, OF
Gods sunlight l'umined his soul? |
Ah! this was the light which lit
up his countepance as that wealth |
er beaten man said Good bye.
Conditions arc better than we
sometimes imagine them to be.
Let us thank God. People are
better than they seem to be. Let
us encourage them.
A business man in large city
once said to the writer, 81 treat
a" men as rascals unit have
found out better" Should we
not reverse this, and treat all as
worthy beings, at Least, until we
have found them to be otherwise?
We have many and rich blessings
all around us, and the Great Civ.
er reasonably expects US to use
and appreciate them, and to re
turn thanks for them.
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