The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1919-01-03

overs from yesterday are needless Of
the bitter cries of the poor. Sensi-
tiveness to the needs and to the rights
of the masses of mankind is the mark
of the civilized man today No other
sort may hope ever to come to leader
ship in modern life. We have fought
the worlds greatest war fer the sake
of the liberation of all victims OF in
justice. 1t is unthinkable that the
phara state of mind should 3
again arise to power amongst us.
We are freed by the enslaved. All
the progress made by mankind has
been at the price of the sufferings
bearable. Had there not been OPP
preston endured there would not be
liberation achieved. We are debtors
to all who have undergone evil. for
ate the bitter and drank the gall;
and thereby our cup is sweetened-
Every one OF US owes an unpayable
obligation to the nameless sufferers
of the past. Out of their prisons has
come our liberty; their loads have
lifted burdens from our backs: their
cruel treatment has brought mercy
and justice to us; their pain has pur-
chased our peace. So IL we prove
worthy, they will have not died in vain.
In his last poem, found shortly be-
fore he fell in No Mans Land. with
German bullet thru his forehead,
Joyce Kilmer beautifully portrays this
soldier whose torch is handed on to
us; and whom the poet calls THE
Peacemaker."
For Freedoms sake he is NO longer fres
1t is his task, the slave of Liberty,
That pain may cease lie Yields his flesh to
pain.
To Danish war he must warrior be.
He dwells in night, eterna. dawn to see,
And gladly dies abundant life to gain.
what matters death, If Freedom be not
No flags are fair, If Freedoms flag be
Who fights for Freedom goes with joyful
To meet the fires of hell against him
hurled. stese
And has for Captain, Him whose thorn
wreathed head. $500
Smiles from the Cross upon conquered
world"
Enter the Babe.
From the standpoint of his own
business, Herod was one of the wisest
of tyrants. for he tried to kill the Baby
born to dispute his sway. Turkish
baby-killers in Armenia and German
baby-kiliers in Belgium and occupied
France were following tho fashion set
by Pharaoh. Wrong Is always in ter
ror of the child: for its overthrow is
somewhere in a cradle. II ii had only
to do with the mature and the eau
tious, the men of yesterday, evil might
hope to hold it's throne; but the babe.
which spells potentially and incar-
mates tomorrow, holds. the doom of
tyranny in its infant hands. Destiny
comes in swaddling clothes.
A baby was born in Egypt, and the
event was of more Importance to the
world than the building OF the Great
Pyramids. That little boat OF bull
PUSHES water-proofed with bitumen,
30 which the mother of Moses COM
United her babe, held more OF poten-
tial history for mankind than all the
palaces of the pharaohs. Danger both
sharpened the wits and quickened the
love of the Hebrew mother who saw
las If every other mother did not see
the same!-that her son was favored
above other babes All OF us learned
in childhood the details of that beau
which hid Moses for three months,
and then set him adrift with a
daughter standing sentinel on the
bank. where the eye of princess
would fall upon him--and her deep
mother wisdom told her that, no
woman, be she princess or peasant,
can resist the appeal of helpless.
beautiful babe.
In that bit of strategy lay safely for
Moses, and an education in all the
wisdom OF the Egyptians. God has
strange ways of providing the discipline
that Is necessary for the men He
means to use. We wonder to what un-
practicable uses He designs to put the
unique training that has been given to
our soldiers In France? Already they
have fulfilled the work that Moses be-
gan, OF shifting to its extinction the
pharaoh fashion of autocracy, cruelty
and oppression.
Among the boys now in khaki is
some modern Moses who will lead the
race on to a great deiiverance and
] destiny. A historian of century
hence may write of our time. as we
i write OF the time of Moses, that God
menifestly exerted Himself to bring
| good out of evil, day out Of night,
blessing out of bitterness.