The Washington herald., 1918-01-26

all that rushed In didn't go out. The
undertaken got nine-tenths Of them.
Samson leaped up and slew them right
and left.
Now he fooled her twice and then
she sniveled and cried and got on
his nerves. She had her heart set on
getting that dirty money, and she was
willing to sell him to get 1t.
There are lots Of people today that
VIII turn themselves or their friends
over to the devil for sSme little IN
fuence Of money or society or some
position. She was perfectly willing to
do It all In order that she might have
that money In her grip.
At last he told her. ''If you cut
my locks on, my power will leave"
don't know whether they had
Knockout drops In Philistine or not,
but she soon had him sleeping like a
babe upon her knee, and a barber
rushed in and cut on his locks, and
when that was done, he couldn't pull
down q building any easier than any
bald-headed man. His power was
gone; his power was gone.
Respect for God.
Oh, you waitl This is a pitiable
story, yet am giving it to you in a
sort of modern slang.
Now he is in their power. They
rush in. He has no power of resist
ance. oh, how pitiable! I cry near
ly every time read it. They have
no mercy on Samson. They take red
hot pokers and they burn out his eyes
and laugh at his screams, and they
fnnl him n
made him grind their corn while the
gang sneered and damned at his God.
oh, they had respect for his God as
power was manifested through him,
but when he sinned. they sneered at
him and at his God.
If you stand firm, people will re-
spect God because 1t Is God that
keeps you, and when you lower your
they will sneer at God and
mock at your religion.
oh, the mocking irony of being COM
pelled to grind in the town where a
few days before, he so triumphantly
carried on the gates on his back!
Oh, to come back to Washington and
eat in dairy lunch when you used
to go to the Willard. Oh, to come
back to a city and hot-hoof It down
the street where you used to ride in a
Locomobile.
See the change that came to this
fellow. One more scene and the cur
tain falls forever.
They had q great mass meeting and
they sacrificed to their god, Dagon.
Somebody proposed that it would be
great sport to bring this fellow out
Samson. and have him grind, and the
1000 worshippers of old Dagon, the
Idol, had assembled to sneer and mock
and say, Aha! Dagon, our god, is
better than your God, Samson, for we
have got you"
Yes. and II Samson had stood fair
to God, there weren't gods enough on
earth to have cut his hair. But walt
he lost out.
So as they went around, they hol-
Tered and sneered and Knocked and
derided Jehovah, and Samson groped
his way in blindness to the great pil-
lars that supported the building. Then
have no doubt he reviewed his life.
oh, God, what a fool I was. When
had Your power on me, they couldn't
stand. Now, because I have been fool
enough to lower my standard, they
mock and sneer. Say, Lord, VIII you
forgive me and let 1t come back Just
once more?
And God heard the prayer of the
blind. pitiable man. and Samson rose
up, and he strained and pulled down
the pillars, and down toppled the
building, and he slew more In his
death than he had In his life. Oh,
his death was as foolhardy as his life
had been.
stood In front Of one saloon in
Chicago and held the watch, and in
% minutes. 1,04 young men entered
that one saloon-in So minutes,
A famous writer recently said:
Young men do not earn enough to
support their wives, and there is such
craze for dissipation that women
would rather go to work in a store
Tor almost nothing than risk their fu-
ture In the bonds of marriage, to be-
come the wife Of a drunken sot, and
then have to go out and earn the liv-
ing for herself and the brute"
You are UP against some things.
Another said one reason why there
are so few marriages Is because so
many young men are in the jails and
penitentiaries. They are tramps. They
loaf on the street corners. They
spend their money In saloons and
houses Of shame, and they waste the
flower Of young manhood.
If 1t wasn't tor those alluring things
and think one of the lowest down
institutions this side of hell is a lodge
with bar in 1t. oh, they 60 in there
under the guise of a lodge and puke
out the back door. drunken sots.
And so II all these institutions to
lure them away from God and the
truth. and II sin didn't look as though
1t Just walked out of Paradise, the
road to hell wouldn't be as crowded
as It is, and II they didn't do any
more handshaking and smiling in the
saloons than they do in some churches
they wouldn't be any more crowded
than some churches are.
Object Lessons.
Say, folks, look at the grist that
Is coming out before you jump in the
hopper. Take q good look. You take
a good look at the fellow who stag
gered out the rear door, blear-eyed,
and ragged, before you
walk in the front door and line up in
front Of the mahogany bar. You take
a good look at the guy who sat down
on the railroad track and went to
sleep, before you follow in his foot
steps. You take a good look at him.
Now, the gateway to hell is filed
with stained glass and with fair roses
Of promise. The devil hides the warn
ings of God, and with an angels robe
that he stole out of the wardrobe of
heaven, the devil hides his cloven
hoofs. Oh! yes, that is what he Is
doing.
And II there was no card-pIaying
done in the homes, there wouldn't be
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