The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1919-01-13

cent and seventy per cent Of eur c1im-
inas are young men Under twsnty-
one years Of age.
why call ye me Lord. Lord. and
do not the things I sayf-''in your
Nome and in your family life and In
society?
f., Hunch for High Roller.
Wait a minute. have no quarrel
with society--oniy against the sinful
usages of society. I believe in So
ciety with both hands up but I be-
, lieve the most God forsaken. good
for-nothing, useless woman on earth
Is an American society woman whose
life is frappes and there In nothing.
my friends, to her but frame upon
which to hang fashionable clothes,
s ssS S'Ig,T H~n.o-t"... - A':''s'
There Is a great tendency to class
ify socfai standings according to dol
lars. nowadays. lot OF people are
the social lists than they would be TO
get them on Bradstreets or r. G.
Dunn, or heaven.
Oh. genius and talent are choked
by the insane desire to mould our
selves according to the social de-
mands until we become infamous nom
entities in the world. And II you
only knew the inner life Of many Of
the Weather class you'd know now
unhappy and dissatisfied these social
butterflies are with their life and with
the emptiness OF II all and the way
they live.
! h4fieve in parties. Jesus Christ
didn't say. when you have party
simply invite in your friends" No!
He said. Go get tho poor. the MAIN
ed. the halt. the blind, the lame: they
can't return the compliment. so
fhere'd be no reoompcnse." You apply
the gospel and It viii abolish the SINS
Of society: II win drive them, out.
trihution against the impurity that
turks In the alley and tn the cellar
and In the fan tan. the opium joints
and the coke joints, my friends, and
all rhat--the stale beer ioints-aud
we cry against It; we huri the indix-
ration OF the law against It but we
become lenient as impurity arises IN
anluence. high social standing. and
finally we are disposed to palliate II
not apologize for their cussedness.
Huss of uncieaness today. they
walk our treets. they ride in their
limousines. saii In their private
yachts. they look from behind French
plate glass and hide behind rich
tapestries. they walk over Persian
rugs. sit beneath the fash Of the
Of wealth and they quar-
their wine from gold or silver tankard
and they eat from Havfland or hand
painted china
And society today is fast hasten
and the judgment that over took
Pompeii. Herculaneum, and Sodom
and Gomorrah. when God Almighty
made old Mount vesuvius vomit and
puke in hemorrhage Of lava until
he buried Pompeii fifty feet deep be-
meath the red-hot cinders and ashes
where their viieness was sculptured
on the wall and on the pillars OF their
temples.
I don't know, people of
don't know how God Almighty
will purify, whether he will start with
a fire or with flood or with a fam
Inc or with pestilenee or with a
can't defy God all your days and lift
your puny. infnisesimal, mediocre.
pirmy selves up In defiance Of the
omnipotent and omnipresent God
No, No!
Come with me- Here Is a, bunch
Of hiear-eyed, bloatcd- faced. ragged,
hlthy. vermin-covered old loafers in
A stale heer-toint or a fan tan dive,
with bugs wriggling over them. flithy
In their excrement: they are sitting
around pine table. and they've got
a schooner. and nee going to knock
the white layer of and lay that suds
under his belt. And there they've
got few old greasy pennies or nick
els and they are going to play q pack
OF greasy cards to see who will lug
home the Jackpot when they are
through.
No Quarrel With Society.
Here is bunch, my friends. Of
high rollers. down in some palatial
home. all OF them dressed decoliete
fthat means their collar around their
waist) and there they have a rctinue
of servants 10 wait on them and they |
are hitting the booze They ara
bridge to see who viii lug
home the cream pitcher. my friends,
or the diamond or n pair Of dancing
pun ps or silk hose
' Say. ! fear that Eang more than
do this bunch. II that gnnE ever get
their clutches on my boy. that dirty
bunch will never get him. Here's
where they besin--here's where >they
end. Tere's whore they matriculate--
here's where they graduate. Here's
where they head out Of the yards
here's where the devil punches their
ticket on the last division this side OF
hell That's the bunch.
why cali We me Lord. Lord ?"
There seems to be no occasion of
brains in many OF our society women.
Oh, IL you can Join gracefully in the
inaneties of dinner you will pass
muster hut II you happen to be fam
liar with anything that the real men
in this country are doing, and happen
to show familiarity with II, you will
he looked upon, as a frightful bore;
they will wish that you we're out.
Oh. some OF our women are selfish,
they are piggish, they are content,
with comfortable living quarters,
good dinner. POLO. bridge, auto. fine
clothes. box at the opera They will
play bridge all night and all morn
ing: they will go to matinee in the
afternoon: they will hire a taxi to
take them home and then borrow
cents from the hired girl
to start the Gas meter.
Oh, many of them are empty shells:
they are meaningless, accomplish
nothing The horizon Of their lives
seems to he bounded ny visions and
dreams Of booze and Of flesh pots.
Like a fellow out in Iowa He was
the char pfo7 hot biscuit and buck
wheat pancake eater In the country
hot f1apjacks and sausage with a
little sage In It would disappear down
his old esophagus Ike flies down the
throat OF an alligator. One dav ne
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