The Washington herald., 1918-01-13
THE EVENING SERMON.

saw a snag sticking out and on that
snag sat turtle. and when he saw me
he dived ca-chunk into the water
thereby proving that baptism is right"
And he saw them all get out and
come to their reward. So no matter
who you are, do your will and your
duty. Be like my friend the late
Lawrence Dunbar. who used to run
an elevator In the Algonquin Hotel,
out in Dayton. Ohio-a colored boy.
Here is a poem he wrote:
'The Lord he had a Job for me
But I had much to do.
told him, YOU get somebody else
Or wait until get through.
II don't know how the Lord came out,
But he seemed to get along:
And / felt kind OF sneaking-like
Cause I knowed I'd done him wrong
'one day needed the Lord myself;
And / needed him right away.
He never answered me at ALL
But could hear him say
Way down In my accusing heart:
You'd better get somebody else,
Or wait until get through
Now, when the Lord he have a job
never tryies to shirk:
l draps whatever Use got on hands
To do the good Lords work.
my own affairs can run along,
Or wait till get through.
Nobody else can do the Job
That Gods marked out for you"
"The people had a mind to work"
Did you ever hear that beautifu
story of Atalanta, the Greek athlete
She promised her hand in marriage
and half OF her kingdom to any mar
that would defeat her either at wrest,
ling or on the race track, and over
fifty contestants tried for the prize
accepting the conditions. The condi,
tions were that the defeated should
be put to death. So she put to death
some; she liberated others; she
tortured others; she exiled some. anG
some she rewarded, Just as whim oil
fancy would dictate.
wins hingdom.
But Hippomenes was not discour'
aged, and, being very fleet OF foot
he chose the race track and on the
day and the hour appointed there SHE
stood, and when the signal was giveT
away they few like the wind, anC
Atalanta. because OF her superior
speed, was soon far in advance of him
Taking from beneath his cloak q
golden apple, with which he had sup,
piled himself, he rolled 1t down the
track, and Atalanta, dazzled by it:
glitter and wealth, turned aside will
smile to secure it-which she did
and returned to the track, still far ir
the lead.
Along they ran, when Hippomenes
taking from beneath his coat a sec,
ond golden apple, rolled that dowr
the track. Eiated by her former sue
cess she turned aside to secure that
he. Hghtened by disposing of it ant
she. weighted down by carrying tht
two, losing the time to go and re,
turn-that gave him his opportunity
Bending all his muscles. on he ran
when he heard her, just behind, and
like the speed of the wind she swept
W WIN ChuClc' nat almost ITOZt
the blood in his veins, and he toob
from beneath his cloak a third anc
last golden apple and he rolled thai
down the track.
With a smile she turned aside and
that was his opportunity. Bending
all his remaining strength, his muscles
standing out like whipcords and hi.
eyes nearly jumping from their sock
cts, the perspiration rolling down hi.
cheeks, like Damon of old. he dashed
under the wire and he won a brid,
and he won a kingdom.
Don't allow the devil to beat yor
in these days and turn you aside by
the glitter and the dazzle of tn,
world. Keep your eye on the eros!
and you will win out.