The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1916-03-17
from a newspaper, and asking him to

from a newspaper, and asking him to
comment on the ideas stated in the
clipping The writer does not sign
her name. neither commits herself to
the teaching in the article, neither
takes sides against it. The clipping
goes on to state that it is strange
thing that people will persist in put
ting things on God that He has not
done. The clipping goes on to de-
fend God. Here is my comment, ana
if the editor of The Tribune will put it
in, the unknown writer of the letter
will have her reply: The Hired Man
does not know what God would do
except from what God has said on the
subject. There was time when there
was no nature. God had to make IL.
God says He made it. Nature is a
sort of compound mixture of calories
and ohms, of volts and sunshine, of
watts and ether so correlated as to
produce substance in which momen-
tum and uo and down figure largely,
and where stops and starts impinge
upon nerve centers, and where cells
chase germs across an imaginary sur
face turned on edge, and mind and
matter cry across shapeless valley
between Then and Now. But away
back yonder there was no nature. God
saw how nature works and He told
mankind about it. Mankind has been
discovering little things for a long
time, and everything we get hold OF
something new, we try to make our
selves suppose that God did not know
a thing about it two days before our
puny brain cells caught the glimmer.
God told the nations of Europe what
would come of certain things they
were doing. The people said, very
we'll, we will go on and do it anyhow.
57l years before Christ was born on
this earth, an old king got it into his
head that he was running things quite
satisfactorily to the earth and that
God has decamped with his belong
ings. we'll pleased that the king had
taken the reins. One year after. this
old king, who was Neb-u-chad-nez-zar
was eating grass with some oxen over
in field near the big road. He put in
several years grazing with these oxen.
His hair got like feathers and his nails
like birds claws. | don't know why
some of his folks did not try to cap
ture him and take care of him. but
they didn't. He got what was COM
ing to him. He would trot along in
the cattle trail on his hands and feet
with the yearlings as they went down
to the sloughs for water, and children
seeing the strange thing, would ask
what it was. The shrewd eyes of the
old king set far back under bristles
for lashes, were frosted with the dews
of that region. Later he was restored
to his kingdom and his very first pro-
clamation was to the effect that Al
mighty God ruled and that king
even, if he wanted to know what he
amounted to- just let him stick his
finger into the water of some river
and pull it out and go down the banl
a mile or two and watch for the hole
to come floating along. If not before
we will all suppose some day, wher
the film comes slowly over our CLASSY
eyes and the doctor has shut up hi
medicine case and left. and the nurs,
is serious and watchful. that some
thing outside of man has the cinches
and now is the time to figure on
what that something is!
The Hired Man spent an hour TIL
other evening in the home of an oil
man who was Colonel in the Southern
Army in the Cos. He had been l.
months a prisoner of war on Johnson
Island. All the while his mother KEEP
up. tender correspondence with him
and in reply received the sweetest let
|. tiers ever written. The then young sol
der. while not agreeing with his mo
Their about taking the oaih of allegi
ance to the Stars and Stripes. couche
. his epistles in expressions of affectio
and respect rarely ever seen in thes
days. No battle was to estrange hir
! from his fond mother. His weeks c
anxienty never once clouded his mem
DRY and constancy. One sheet of pa
per was all the prison authorize
S would permit for letter and one
I read was written with $50 words i
; almost steel-plate perfectness. Endeal