Trench and camp. [volume] (Augusta, Ga.) 1917-1919, 1918-04-10
BY c. c. MITCHELL.

CndutduQud lecturer Il native VI
Beaver Falls. Pa, has delivered in
Huts, seven lectures dealing with the
above theme, of which we give some
eextracts below.
| Mr.. Mitchell was Y. M: c. A. seCre-
tary for three years, preacher for Is,
and for the last five has given himself
wholly to lyceum work. In addition
to his inspiritational appeal, he has
given the soldiers clearer apprecia-
ton Of the size of our country and its
resources, and has visualized some of
the staggering statistics which have
! been presented to us of late.)
| Our humanity never goes down but
| that it gets up again. 1t never means
and groans in the Valley of Despair
| but later it shouts it's hosannas from
| the mountain top. 1t never plunges
| into the Red Sea of social, civil. or
religious strife but that it comes out
nearer the Promised Land. History
viewed from your angle and mine, oft
times has been hell. Every time you
look at man, you see him either floun
! dering in sensuality, or driven by some
demagogue to the galleyS. or embrace
ing his brother in death struggle for
material mastery, social or political
supremacy. But the note of cheer
mingled in the worlds requim is this:
| For a Nero there comes a Christ, out
! of every pandemonium there comes a
millennium, for every dark Friday
there is a resurrection morn.
So our faith was never stronger, our
! jewel of hope for the worlds tomor-
row was never brighter, God has not
! failed. Weakness is inheriting this
earth. Love that never faileth Is rul-
| ing. A charity that 'seeketh not its
own" is abroad in the land. The Job
| character is being indicated All men
are not blood suckers in the world to
prey upon it. The morning of life and
| light and peace is breaking. The iron
| age is passing. Tipperary is at hand
| We know there is a fly in this ONT
ment a bitter in this sweet, Judas
at the table We are not ostriches with
| our heads in a sandbank. We know
| man will play his me and mine"
/ game. He will squeeze a dollar until
| the eagle screams. He will demand
his pound of flesh from the heart of
his fellow man. He win water his
roses from the tears of women, wiring
millions from the bare backs and emp
| ty bellies of the sons Of toll, Man in
| the humdrum will be a devil and many
| have been. But when the crises comes,
when the nations, yes the worlds best
| life is at hazard, when Bunker Hills
and Golgothas are to be climbed when
men are to present themselves a living
sacrifice, the woods are fullof those
who have not bowed the knee to the
god of gold We have sacrifice enough
in us to lick all hell yet.
| Mathematical carnality is being met
| by nationalized charity The highway
man on Jericho's road is being met by
| the good Samaritan. Prussianism is
| up against Americanism and the an
gels with one guess can tell which is
to won out.
Cheer up, Americanism is not Com
mercialism. We can hustle for dollars
| but we can also die for an idea The
square deal is our biggest deal Base
| ball is our pastime, brotherhood is
| our passion. Democracy is not new
! found toy with us; in the cradle of
( liberty, equality, and fraternity Wa
were born. We are too pround to
| fight for power, or place, or peif, but
we are past masters in the fight to
| help the other fellow reach his place
in the sun. Jericho's road to us is
! bigger street tF IN Wall Street, and
we don't travel it with our eyes shut.
| We can shout Excelsior Excelsior.
with the best and the biggest of them,
/ but when the cry for help comes, we
are JohnnieS on the spot. Yes, when
some world buIldozer starts a rough
| house he has got to reckon with your
| Uncle Sammie We are democrats,
each for all and all for each. SO when
| the little fellows can't take care of
| themselves, it is up to us to take care
| Of them; Laplander or Hotentot, all
nations in need Of a boost up the sun
| lit hill of truth to where freedom lives,
| look alike to use. we don't give them
| the boot, we give them boost. Oh,
we don't do this for glory or gold; we
| just do it because we are built that
way.
SO in all humility we can say. an
| this world war we are at home; we
have been there before" This may
be bigger job, but it is not new
| job. We as a nation know where we
are at and why we are at it, Our Wis
! ion has always been thee and thine"
not ''me and mine" Our method for
making a world better is to do and
| die for the other fellow. We civilize
| by sacrifice. We draw the sword not
to revenge but to reveal Cold steel