The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1917-10-24
which they were unprepared.

winch they were unDreDared
The French boy is like unto one
who carried food and drink a long
way unto perishing men until the
heavy burden forces his fingers to re-
laN-but give the youth little time
and he will take up his task afresh
and bring water to the thirsty sol
der The coming of the American
troops has been a tonic to France
ana rested her weariness. Said the
french wife as she sent away her
young husband with smiles and words
OF pride: Il give him gladly: / am
only his wife-France is his moth
er' And here is Great Britain.
whose fleet today holds the German
battleships behind the Kiel Canal |
ana safeguards our republic, New
YORK and Boston. On one side of the
silver dollar write these words: "In
God we trust" and on the other side
Oh the dollar write the words, and
IN England's navy" Every force
that makes toward justice humanity
and liberty is on our side. Soon or
late, an unseen Providence will take
OIL the wheels from the chariot of the
enemies of Truth and Justice. That
dying German officer i'm Rove nacked
tHe genius OF moral universe into a
lew words. Wounded last winter
through the spinal cord, unable to
move the lower part of his body, for
weeks he waited for death. Two aged
french women cared for the diving
man. Little by little the wings of
the Angel of Death famed away the
mist before his eyes. One day the
German officer sent for the village
priest and told him that the Won Hin
denburg line was nearly complete:
that the order to retreat had been
given; that the home of these aged
women who had cared for hin. so
tenderly would be burned: that not
one church, house, barn, vineyard or
orchard would be left. The news
crushed the old priest. In his dying
hour a righteous wrath filled the
heart of the German prisoner. These
are his last words, as L transcribed
them from the lips of that man of
God, standing one day in Noyon:
Curses upon this army, Curses up
on our Kaiser and his War staff. Ten
thousand curses upon my country.
Either God is dead, or Germany i3
doomed" The officer had come to
understand that soon or late the
wheels of God will grind to nothing
ness those who wrong Gods children.
Woe unto the man who offends one
of My little ones. 1t were better for
him that a milestone were hanged
about his neck. and that he were
drowned in the depths of the seas"
Vision of just and Lasting Peace.
Better days are coming. We may
have to enter the wilderness, but
soon or late the pilgrim host will en-
ter the Promised Land and hang out
the signals of victory. Truth is
stronger than error; liberty is strong
er than despOtism; God is stronger
than satan; right makes might, and
must prevail. In this faith we must
strive on for a peace that will safe
guard democracy, defend the from
tier lines, vindicate the rights of lit
the hands, destroy militarism and au-
tocracy. During the January SHOWS
II dear friend and noble surgeon al
the head of Il hospital at the front
wrote me a letter which stays my
heart as the anchor the ship in time
of storm. The ground was deep with
snow, many wounded men had been
carried in from the field, but at mid
night, when his work was done, the
physician wrote me this letter:
This war is of God. Sometimes il
- pcdCe tIldI is nell Ine soldier =
life is life of poverty, obedience.
self-sacrilice; we know what the civ
ilians life is. But for the chastise-
msnt of this war, Berlin and Vienna
London and Pars would have descend
/ ed into hell within three generations
| | once spoke in your Plymouth on the
blessings of peace; if ever again
have that privilege, / shall speak on
the blessings of war. L never dream
ed that men could be so noble For
three months L have slept on the
stone; for three months before that
in Il tent; for six months l have not
been in bed; but l have never been