Charlevoix county herald., 1914-04-11
Concluded from last week J


every row as straight as an arrow
and filled to the tip, was born in In
dia. His parents were of the low caste,
and consequently he could be nothing
else. He never had a chance to go to
school. He was taught to be afraid of
the evil spirits all around him. He
was surrounded by vice and supersti-
ton, and didn't even have enough to
eat, nor wear. He held out his hands
to the Unknown God, if there was one,
that He might have mercy upon him
and his kind, and help them to be
men.
"'Manitou, the Great Spirit, heard
his prayer, and said, I'll. see what !
can do
"Say, boys, we were beginning to
see what the Sand Farmer was get
ting at, and it was like being drowned,
when all the things you ever did come
rushing through your mind ike light
ming, and you feel like thirty cents,
before you meet your God. But the
Sand Farmer never let up. He was
not talking to us, he was telling US
story about some ears OF corn, but US
fellows couldn't help seeing our own
faces on some Of those ears of corn,
and it was not on that slim one, either
Farmer, as he held up little red nub-
bin, was born in Africa. His parents
were cannibals. They never saw
book. The men loafed or hunted when
they didn't have to fight some other
tribe while the women did what little
work was done.
Gone day a stranger came, and
told the people that he had some pres
ents for them i'm a big boat lying off
shore, and if they would come out to
get them they could have them. This
little fellow-for he was only a boy
then-went out to get his present, but
when he stepped on board he was
knocked down, and bound with chains,
and thrown into the hold and taken to
America, where he was sold to a
planter, and made to work in the cot
ton fields. When he rebelled he was
whipped When he worked he was
we'll fed, but he was always slave,
and his soul didn't grow.
"'One day he heard some white men
telling about God. They said He had
made the world, and all men were
brothers, but what surprised this poor
boy was that God was the father of
all men-but evidently only white men
were Gods children.
sand is God my Father, and the white
men my brothers ?"
"Say, Bill, when the Sand Farmer
put those words into Sambos mouth,
he spoke them out kind of sharp.
jumped, just as though some one was
calling, Sam, are you man? ?" Gosh
old-hemlock! Bill, honest, / couldn't
speak a word. | was like .Sambo,
didn't know. | was beginning to feel
like thirty cents, but | couldn't find
that much of real worth in my old
hide.
"The took that poor little fellow,
got him to board that ship in good
faith, those pirates, knocking him
down, and bringing him away from
home in chains. Why, he never saw
any of his folks again, or had chance
to say goodbye.
"Just as | was about ready to get
up and lick that planter for whipping
that boy to make him work, the Sand
Farmers voice came to me like 1T was
far away. He was saying, This Ut
tie yellow man, as ne held up little
lopsided yellow nubbin, was born IN
China. His parents had worshlpped
their ancestors for years. Ihey were
afraid of all kinds of devils and evil
a kind God, as all they. knew were
made of stone and wood.
Zone day a stranger came to the
city and told the people about smok-
ing some new stuff that would make
|. them happy, and he tried it. 1t put
Sem No sleep, and made him dream OF
nleasant things, but when he woke up
the streets were just as dirty, the
women hobbled around, or were being
carried because their feet were bound,
and the baby girls were being thrown
into the baby Wagon each night as
it was hauled through the streets, be-
cause girls were not worth the rals-
"Say, Bill, / was figuring just how
| could get hold of that chaps collar
that gave that boy the opium, when
was pulled back to earth by The Sand
Farmer, saying, This is the last one
| shall introduce to you tonight, but
there are many others. This one was
born-and Bill, where do you suppose
that little fellow was born? | was SO
surprised that i nearly tainted, ana
then l got mad: The Sand Farmer
was saving, This little fellow was
born right herel By gosh, he said,
right here in Smithville. Well, l set
mn and took notice. He said that that
fellow was born in Smithville. He had
good reputable parents, a mother like
the queen, and he told how she worked
and worked to keep the house neat
and clean, and cooked good things to
eat. and how did dad used to get down
the old family Bible, and read about
God our Father, and about that one
no said called the little ones His
friends, and all of us his brothers.
Saw, Bill, something got into my
throat, and the first thing ! knew l
was talking back at the Sand Farmer.
Saws 7. Il know that little nubbin. You
needn't tell the rest of them that his
name is Sam, they know it by this
time. But you can just mark it down
in your book tonight with your one
kind deed, that he is going TO get a
hump on him, and grow and then l
spoke UP in that meeting, Bill, and |
said. Boys, I'm a darned, mean, little