The Washington herald., 1918-01-12
THE EVENING SERMON.

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for II Is that most women are good
looking and good-looking women are
lucky.
But you let q man try to bake
cake with a recipe like that and
you'n get something that's fireproof,
burglar-proof and waterproof. The
trouble is you leave out some import
ant ingredient. That isS the trouble!
Here a lot of you are trying to build
q character but you are leaving God
out; you will lose as sure as you
breathe. You can't build and win with
out Jesus Christ, / don't give a pic
ayune who you are. You can't win.
So, stick in your education; crowd
In your physical development. and all
that. but II you leave Jesus Christ out
Of our proposition. you ere gone. Don't
build a character like a woman fixes
a sewing machine. She'll grab monkey
wrench and a screw driver and she'll
take everything OF that was intend
ed to be stationary. then she'll squirt
oil all over the belt and darned If that
pesky thing won't up and go like a
fellow rushing for an undertaken when
his mother-in-law dies. -
Do your best, boys, Snd you will
never wear out shoeleather looking for
a job. Be like a young fellow who
recently entered college and he pasted
a big "V'. over his desk. That was
his inspiration-it meant ''valedicto-
rian." When he went out of there.
he was the head of the bunch! IF
I were a cobbler. I'd do my best a
good cobbler to be. II were a tinker.
nobody besides should mend an old
teskettle like me-"
Eddie Guest. my friend Of the De-
triot Free Press, said:
Somebody said that 1t couldn't be
done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That maybe it couldn't. but he would
be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried it.
80 he buckled right in with a trace
OF a grin
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing s,
That couldn't be. done-and he did
it,
Say. grit. You need grit. That's
the thing that'll help You to, put it
over. Grit! Then you are ready for
any emergency. Like drunken man
staggering down the street home-out
in Iowa. He saw a rattlesnake cEiled
in the road and he looked at it and
he said, well. blaze away, old man,
never was better fixed for you in
my life."
Grit! That means to say mo" so
loud that all hell can hear you, when
you are tempted to say Yes" so loud
that all heaven can hear YOU and they
will lean over the battlements and
cheer as you put UP your dukes and
say to the devil, Come on, Come on!
and fight him and put MIN over the
ropes. That's the way to win-grit!
grit. grit!
Some people will never be leaders
at anything; they lack courage. They
will never take a step in advance of
the crowd-they are afraid of being
shot at. They are afraid of sneers
of somebody. A lot of people would
like to be a Christian but they are
afraid of the sneers of that damnable
gang that they train with that don't
want to be decent and they can't
bear to see anybody else decent, so
they are towards and hate any kind
of a coward. but l do despise AZ re-
ligious coward.
They may know what is right, just
as well as Solomon and old Brigham
Young knew they were married.
can tell a mans size by what ne has
overcome. 1t isn't necessary to be in
a great place to do a great thing.
Gettysburg was a little blot on the
map until they fought the battle
there. Bedford's Jail was a little un-
known spot until John Bunyan wrote
Pilgrims Progress and the world
has gone to look through the bars
into that cell ever since.
Grit Wins Battles.
know the man that built Brooklyn
Bridge was great. l know the man
that Quilt the pyramids was great
because the pyramids are, and the
bridge is. / know the size of a man
who stole an overcoat from me one
night just as well as if / had meas
ured him for the coat.
Grit. That's the Samson in you
that doesn't get cold feet when the
lions roar and run their tongues out,
and you know the roar of the lion is
the first call for dinner in the dining
car.
Grit, That's the George Washington
that can fight his way across the
Delaware amidst ice and snow.
Grit! That's the Abraham Lincoln
in you that will save nations,
I hope it may always be said of me
that / plucked up thorn and planted
a rose wherever a flower would grow.
That's what makes you win out in
life. Like Joaquin Miller's Columbus,
in his poem:
Behind him lay the gray Azores.
Behind him the gates of Hercules,
Behind him not the ghost of shores,
Before him only shoreless seas.
And the good mate said, Now must
we pray,
For lol the very stars are gone.
Brave Admiral, speak and say
And he said, Sail on! Sail on. Sail
on
My men grow mutinous day by day.
My men grow CHASTITY wan and
weak
And the stout mate thought of home
a spray
OF salt wave washed his cheek.
What shall 1 say. brave Admiral,
IL We sight naught but seas at
dawn?
Why, you shall say at break of day:
Sail on, and on, and on!"'
They sailed and sailed as winds might
blow
Until at last the blanched mate said:
Why not even God would know,
should /
And all my men fall dead.
For God from these dread seas has
fled.
Now speak, brave Admiral, and say,
And he said, Sail on. and on, and on.
Sail on. and on, and on