Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1912-12-12

ment OF the individual man His con
Guiding sentences reused his crowd to
a pitch of wild enthusiasm.
''In the old world. from which your
fathers and mothers fed In search of
freedom. men enslaved their fellow
men by becoming lords. dukes or
kings, numbering or poisoning their way
to a castle or a throne. The meth.
DDS Of your modern masters are more
subtle and successful. You vote to
make them your masters, and still
imagine that you are free"
A cheer like the roar of an angry sea
swept the crowd. Again and again it
rose and fell. increasing in volume as
its contagious spirit set fire to the rest
less minds of the thousands who had
packed the square. but could not hear
the man who was voicing their faith.
In the deep oar of their cheers there
was no soddep despair. AS Stuart
looked into the faces Of the crowd be
saw no trace of the degeneracy and loss
of elemental manhood which make
the sight of a European mob loath.
some and hopeless. These men we're
still men. the might of freemen in their
souls and good right arms.
When the last echoes of the cheers
had died away there was a stir near
the stand and Stuart saw the stalwart
figure Of DR.. Woodman suddenly rise.
He lifted his arm yer the crowd, de.
handing silence.
The doctor plunged at once into the
message with which his heart was
quivering:
LET no nan tell you, my friends,
that the God OF our fathers is a myth.
You can't lose faith IN God because
you have not lost faith in eternal JUS
tice. This faith Is just coming into
conscious existence in the hearts OF
millions. By this sign we know that a
new age is born. Poets. and artists no
longer gaze INTO heaven. Their eyes
are fixed on earth. Men have ceased
to long for another world. therefore
their hope is now for this one. TO bring
justice and beauty to pass on this
earth in wisdom and fearlessness OF
death-this is the new creed OF the
people!
my friends, the workingman OF to.
day lives better than the kings OF the
middle ages. Have patience, my
friends, the worEingman of tomorrow
will be the heir OF all the knowledge,
of all the pain and all the glory of the
centuries. We should not be so i'm
patient, we should not be discouraged.
The progress of the world has really
just begun. And so l, who watch the
darkness pass and see the eastern sky
begin to glow-I cry to you who may
still be below: BE of good cheer, the
day dawnsr"
A feeble cheer rose from the hun
dred or more who knew the doctor
personally. 1t was the only response
the sullen crowd gave to his burst OF
feeling. They not in sympathy
with his optimism. The anguish OF
the present moment of bread hunger
and cold was too keen.
When the doctor sat down Stuart
saw Harriet suddenly lean over, draw
his big shaggy head down and kiss
him. he hadn't recognized her before.
The next speaker made his attack on
the corruption and graft of our system
OF government with brutal frankness
He assailed the foundations Of the re
public. and at last the principles which
underlie civilized society itself. Un
doubtedly he was a mailman, driver
insane by the fierce struggle for bread
but none the less a dangerous maniac
With scathlng. bitter wit he fayed the
corruption OF our system of democracy
The speaker closed his TRADE witt
q fierce personal attack on the mar
who had made five millions in a corner
on. bread and Haunted his i'll gotter
gains in the face of starving men anl
women.
Mans face flashed with sudden rage
flake me to my car. Jim. I've al
idea-I'm going to execute 1t at once
"Wonldn's you like to meet the doc
tor and his daughter before you go?"
Thanks Hardly. You know be is
on Mr.. 3iyens' black list.
I'D forgotten that" he answered
regrctfully I'D like awfully for yor