•\*«!m^xs$ssss$smv THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES •V ivirir&ir&iwn}? win vj. • ^Ti l!fcJiQNYi/l) I'ERKAWIENSIS «>££' MISsi'l i' !»HK i/L'H I- Ki I LS- , ^,- 9 ii^^^^f^i^^JW^SM^ GIROLAMO SAVONAROLA 1452—1498 SAVONAROLA OR The Reformation of a City. With Other Addresses on Civic Righteousness. By E. L. Powell, LL. D. LOUISVILLE: Sheltman & Company 1903 - ■ • . > , • > Copyright. 1903, By Sheltman & Co. 1 « * «. * BR / or pi DEDICATION As this book lays no claim to scholarship, but -*' gj is sent forth in the hope that occasional addresses prepared in a busy pastorate may exert an added influence when placed upon the printed page, it ;? may seem somewhat presumptuous to dedicate such to cm a volume to an old and honored institution of § learning. In view of the honor recently conferred upon the author by Kentucky University — the be- ^ stowment of the honorary degree which is placed ^ on the title page — and as expressive of his appa- O ciation of the scholarship and ability of its be- o ^ loved president, this book is modestly dedicated to UJ ^ Kentucky University. U 45x7; CONTENTS PAGE The Province of the Preacher 5 Savonarola, or the Reformation of a City 11 The Need of Prophet Leaders 27 Sleeping Citizenship 39 The Citizen on Guard 47 Public Men and Morals 57 The Ministry of Warnings 67 The Imperialism of the Gospel 79 The Early Ideals of the Republic 89 The Battle Hymn of the Republic 99 Our Heroic Dead 107 V s x The Divine Presence in Political History 119 Anarchy 125 The Woman in Politics 129 Is the World Growing Better? 133 The Dignity of Man 143 The Province of the Preacher* As justifying the discussion of civic questions from the pulpit the following article prepared for the Louisville Courier-Journal, may serve as a fitting introduction to this little book. In the first place — to follow the sermonic habit— the preacher is a man. It is his own fault if he permit himself to be thought of as an hybrid— neither male nor female, but having a sex peculiar to himself. He has a man's work to do in the world, and he needs a man's heart of courage to get it done. Why should it be thought that the pursuit of goodness is an enter- prise suited to pale and colorless individuals or that the proclamation of righteousness requires a thin and tenuous voice, an apologetic air and an assumed and strained mien that is neither natural nor becoming? How does it happen that the preacher should be caricatured as an ut- terly forsaken, woe-begone, shrunken and shriv- eled creature, whose abject attitude invites a kick and whose mournful countenance, in its com- plete lack of intelligence, suggests neither the repose of the soulless sphinx nor the pathos of blank idiocy, but rather the sickly, constrained and embarrassed features of the gawk and pro- vincial? It is so that the comic papers repre- sent him. T am inclined to believe that this no- tion of the preacher has its rise in superstition and ignorance. The preacher in the Apostolic Church walks like a man, delivers his message in the language of men and moves across the stage as a strong, vigorous, commanding personality. o Province of the Preacher. Peter, Paul, James, John— each is a clearly- marked individual and stands erect with "bare, bold brow" and feet firmly planted on the solid earth. When these men preached, their audience said: "They are turning the world upside down. ' ' Their presence was electric with power and the energy of the elemental forces of nature was in their words and work. They had about them no atmosphere of weakness. They were as commanding Generals on the field of conflict. It was not until ecclesiasticism was born that the preacher was changed from the flaming herald and passionate evangelist into the religious of- ■ficial, belonging to an establishment, having an esoteric individuality, supposed by many to be endowed with peculiar and magical powers and having a sort of monopoly of heavenly and spir- itual things which could be bestowed on others only through his priestly offices. Gradually, in this way, the preacher was further and further removed from the world of man until in the average thought he came to belong to another world and to have only the remotest connection with the affairs of this terrestrial existence. And so the preacher presently becomes as a heavenly visitant, who does not dwell in the skies and who is not at home on the earth. It does not take long to have this strange figure— at first reverenced, it may be, as being possessed of peculiar and magical virtues — it does not take long, when the thought of the preacher as a minister has supplanted the thought of him as a priest, to have this strange and uneasy figure converted into ridicule and caricature. Province •»/' the Preacher. I> And so the cartoonist finds in the preacher a model after his liking, and right well has the model been used. If one is asked to talk about his work, he is not only pleased, but he feels himself to be mas- ter of the situation. He knows his work. He thinks in terms of his work. If he be a true workman his work in a very true sense is the revelation of the man. Allowing for the exag- geration, a shoemaker is likely to measure the world by shoe-strings, a grocer to think in terms of tea and sugar, a carpenter to put his universe together by rule of thumb. The preacher can talk "shop" with the rest. And this leads me to ask : What is the preacher's world? Answer might be made that he is the messenger of relig- ion, or to employ the very expressive figure of Ralph Connor: he is the "sky pilot." But when you begin to think of what religion means — that it has to do with all life and the use of all things, that it claims all provinces of thought and ac- tivity for its territory — you will see that the preacher as a messenger of religion must be a many-sided individual and must touch life in one way or another at almost every point. The preacher by the very requirements of his office and work must be cosmopolitan. It is strange that a different conception of tin 1 preacher should be entertained. Generally, however, he is regarded as provincial in that his range of thought is limited by certain subject-matter denominated religious as contradisti 111:11 ished from all the real and vital matters of human pursuit aur] endeavor, and consequently the - Province of the Preacher. world at large conceives of him as necessarily narrow in his tastes and sympathies and service. The explanation of this view of the preacher is found in the entirely false and contracted con- ception of religion entertained by the average man. The religion of Jesus Christ has to do with all men and all things, and with all of a man— body, soul apd spirit. And he who would proclaim that religion, must be "a man of the world" in a very different sense from that in which the phrase is used. There must be no realm that is foreign to his endeavors. The more he knows of life, the more effectively he can bring his message to meet the recpiirements of human need. Should the preacher enter politics? Cer- tainly not as a profession, but in the proclama- tion of righteousness he must necessarily have to do with the politician and with the affairs of government even as in preaching honesty, purity, love, he is declaring principles that touch every business and avocation of life. The preacher cannot be side-tracked during the week or given to understand that his business belongs to Sunday and the church. Every day is his day of opportunity ; every realm is his field of service and duty, all places, if they be entered in the spirit of his Master, furnish him with a pulpit, To the extent that preaching be- comes a mere profession — having to do with cer- tain things that can be labeled and classified, the preacher is provincial. To the extent that preaching is the proclamation of the gospel of life, the preacher has the world, in the words Province of the Preacher. S of Wesley, as his parish. I do not know any niaH who requires a deeper, richer or fuller life for his work than does the preacher. Province of the Preacher. SAVONAROLA, OR- The Reformation of a City. This address on Savonarola was delivered in a time cif eager discussion as to the prevalence of crime in the city of Louisville. The address was stenographieally reported by the Louisville Herald . To-night I am to speak to you of Savonarola, or the Reformation of a City. It is a thrilling story, and I could wish myself possessed of the power to tell it in such fashion as to stir your hearts and to knit your souls into a life-holding resolution to make the world better because of your presence in it. It is narrated that when Luther was on his way to the Diet of Worms he kissed the picture of Savonarola. It is an incident no less .significant than beautiful. It is significant because Savonarola prepar- ed the way for the work of Luther. There are four great names which precede that of Luther. They are John Wickliffe, of Eng- land; John IIuss, of Bohemia; John Wessel, of Germany, and Savonarola, of Italy. They have been designated "The Morning Stars of the Reformation." They constituted the dawn of which the Sixteenth century reformation was tin- day, and of these four names, that of Savo- narola stands forth conspicuous and splendid. In the zenith <»i' his fame, and when at the height of his influence ami power lie was a veritable archangel of righteous indignation and flaming energy. In sober truth, il may be said of him that In- was a God-intoxicated man. I i Savonarola We feel the very breath of the Almighty in the tremendous enthusiasm and passion of this man as he smites vice with whips of steel, and flings defiance in the face of his foes. He moves across the stage of history as an irresistible and un- conquerable presence. With no robes of office, he is sublime in the simplicity of his greatness. Tn an age of great men, in a century that gave to us Michael Angelo. Leonardo da Vinci, Copernicus and Columbus, in an age when the new world was discovered, the name and fame of this humble Monk of St. Boniface shines forth with undimmed splendor. In a time of great research and learning, his work is not thereby minimized. Born in 1423, trained by a religious mother, his childhood marked by serious thought and prayer, his determination to enter the monaste- ry fixed at the age of twenty-three, he enters the convent of St. Dominico at Bologna, and there spends eight years of his eventful life. It is worth while for us to remember, my friends, that monasticism has given to the world Fra Angelico, Catherine of Sienna, Luther and Savonarola. This does not prove that monas- ticism is good. It proves that. C4od uses existing institutions, whether they be good or bad, to train and to develop his chosen servants. And so, after spending eight years in the monastery, the trained and disciplined man comes forth to begin his great task. He appears first, as a preacher in the city of Ferrara, his na- tive town. There he makes but little impres- sion. Then he comes to Florence— splendid Savonarola. ]i> Florence, the light of Italy, the theater of his splendid labors and his death. We must, in order to understand this man and his mission, understand as well the charac- ter of the age to which he came, and the charac- ter of the message which he brought to that age. But what was his ruling passion? Every re- former has had some dominant thought that has mastered him. that has possessed him, that has called into being every power, every facul- ty, every energy of body and mind and soul. With Moses it was law; with Confucius it was morality; with Buddha it was renunciation-, with Luther it was justification by faith ; with Savonarola it was righteousness. He comes with the spirit and power of the old Hebrew prophets. He is John the Baptist risen from the dead. He has all the marks of the prophet upon him. He is rugged: he is intense: his brow is furrowed with earnest, anxious thought in grap- pling with awful moral conditions. He feels himself commissioned of God. He speaks as an inspired agent of Cod. Compulsion lays its hand upon him. He must speak. The fire con- sumes his bones. All of the marks of the He- brew prophet you discover in the character, in the spirit, in the personality of this man. and now. when you think of the age to which he came, you will understand the need for the man and his message. It was an age of culture, an age character- ized by the refinements of an intellectual and wealthy society. Art flourished, architecture flourished, learning flourished, but history 18 Savonarola. teaches us in unmistakable fashion the lesson that the most splendid outward civilization is compatible with the deepest infamy. It has been said that "the polished Greeks, the world's masters in the delights of language and in range of thought, and the commanding Komans, over- awing the earth with their power, were little less than splendid savages, and the age of Louis XIV, of France, spanning so long a period of worldly magnificence, thronged by marshals bending under military laurels, and enlivened by the unsurpassed comedies of Moliere, digni- fied by the tragic genius of Corneille, illumined by the splendors of Bossuet, is degraded by im- moralities that cannot be mentioned without a blush, by a heartlessness in comparison with which the ice of Nova Zembla is warm, and by a succession of deeds of injustice not to be washed out by the tears of all the recording angels in heaven." Such, precisely, was the age to which Savonarola brought his message. There was outward respectability, but inward rotten- ness. Lorenzo de Medici, Lorenzo the Magnificent, was at the zenith of his fame and popularity. Tie had made Florence the idol of his heart, he had made her a city of palaces, and her neigh- borhood a garden of delights. When Savo- narola came to Florence he greeted a Queen in beauty and in power. He found there 170 churches, representing the very highest forms of architecture, and the magnificent cathedral of the Duomo, far-famed in history. The deep notes of the organ were heard, the gorgeous Savonarola. ]4 ritual of religion was not neglected, the long- drawn aisles and fretted roof, and the dim, sub- dued lights — all were there. Savonarola could have said of Florence, as Paul said of Athens when he looked upon gods innumerable : "I perceive that in all things you are too relig- ious." But all this was outward splendor. It was the old story of the whited sepulchre, beauti- ful without, but degraded within. It was as the gorgeous plumes on the hearse that bears the dead man to his grave ; it was as some mauso- leum, in which lay dead faith and religion. No age, perhaps, other than that which is characterized by the Apostle Paul in his letter to the Romans was more corrupt than that of the time of Lorenzo. The most corrupt Popes that had ever sat in the chair of St. Peter dis- graced that high office. The church was abso- lutely rotten. The State was absolutely cor- rupt. Licentiousness, lying, cheating, gamb- ling, all of the grosser vices and all of the finer vices characterized that civilization. It was to such a people and at such a time that Savonarola, the prophet of God, came. When he first entered Florence, after having preached for a while, no impression was made, and mod- estly he writes: "I have not even moved a chicken. I have no voice, no lungs, no style." It is alw ays true, my friends, that the truly great man does not. know that he is great. He wears his greatness as unconsciously as the rose bears its blushes, as unconsciously as the sun gives forth his benediction upon a waiting world. ]5 Savonai -ola He does not dream of fame; he does not think of leadership. He is concerned simply with the task of the hour and the importance of getting it done, getting it done with dispatch, and get- ting it done under the spirit of God Himself. But one day Savonarola announced a sermon to.be delivered at the convent of St. Mark. It was a great occasion. It was a memorable occa- sion. A great multitude assembled in the great church and the great preacher stood before them. The man and the hour had met. The oppor- tunity for which in the providence of God he had been kept back now flashed in all its brilli- ance before him. Behold the orator as he comes before his audience. I give to you a description of his personal appearance: "He was of slight stature, about five feet six or seven inches high, erect in carriage and easy in bearing. His complexion was dark, but clear. His forehead was massive, of the retreating order. His eyes were his wonderful feature. They were dark blue under thick, heavy eye- brows. They were luminous; they sparkled; they shone; they emitted sparks of fire; they glowed like lamps in his head in times of his impassioned oratory. They were like the eyes of Frederick the Great— awful in their in- tensity when aroused with anger or excitement, and most pleasing in their expression when rest- ing upon you with favor or affection. His nose was very prominent, and hooked, his nether lip protruding, his mouth large— a countenance on the whole rather repulsive and ugly; but the soul behind the face transfigured the gaunt fea- Savonarola. -ia tures, and they became beautiful and winning." He stood at this critical moment before this critical audience. Here was a man who did not strive in his speech to drop "ruby commas, and emerald semi-colons." He was no courtier. It might be asked concerning him as Jesus asked concerning John the Baptist: "What went you out in the wilderness to see ? A man clothed in soft raiment? Behold, they that wear soft clothing are in kings' houses. But what went ye out for to see? A prophet? Yea, and I say to you, more than a prophet." If ever a man was earnest, if ever a man felt the awful responsibilities resting upon him at a given crucial moment, it was Savonarola as he faced the self-indulgent and wicked and ele- gant Florentines. He spoke of the crimes of Lorenzo. He spoke of the immoralities of the Pope. He denounced the sins of his age. He warned the people that unless they turned from their sins the wrath of God would come upon them. There was no mincing. There was no use of the soft pedal in his speech. There were no flute tones. It was the trumpet tone of a mighty leader summoning upon his blast the host to conflict and to victory. I imagine that those eyes of his flashed with unwonted splendor and that the great orator's eloquence swept that audience as the wind sweeps through the pines, with not quite so much melody-pro- ducing effect, but with the same majesty and glory. The crusade had begun, and the sound of the trumpets, announcing the bailie had been 1 7 Savo7iarola. heard. The city of Florence was aroused. Lo- renzo had heard that something was going on, and he sends a committee to wait upon the preacher and to say to the preacher: "Your preaching is good, but you ought not to be quite so severe on gambling." Savon- arola replied to the delegation : "I know who sent you. Go and tell your master to re- pent, and that the Lord does not fear the princes of the earth." So he went steadily for- ward in his mighty work. He could not be brib- ed. When the Pope offered him promotion he said: "I will have no Cardinal's cap: I will have only the cap made red with my own blood." Here was a man who was in earnest, a man to be reckoned with. Here was a spirit touched by the living fire from off the altar, in- spired by the breath of the Lord God Almighty. You cannot pooh-pooh a man of that sort out of your path. You may dismiss your gay Lotharios, you may push aside the little man with a little message and never holding to that message very strongly, but when a flaming prophet of God stands in your path with the glory of heaven shining upon his brow and with a message of imperative command in his hands, you must reckon with him. Lorenzo did well to communicate with Savonarola. In a sermon delivered shortly afterward, Savona- rola predicts the death of the Pope, the death of Lorenzo, and the invasion of Italy by a for- eign foe. All of these prophecies came true, and the result was that the influence of the preacher was strengthened. Savonarola. IS As the work proceeded men began to think and to study, and finally they came to Savona- rola with a request that he should map out for them a programme; and the programme was this: "True liberty, that which alone is liber- ty, consists in a determination to lead a good life. What sort of liberty can that be which subjects us to the tyranny of our passions? Do you Florentines wish for liberty? Do you citi- zens wish to be free ? Then, above all things, love God and your neighbors." The new govern- ment was formed on these lines, and Jesus Christ was proclaimed king. We are told that the law and public documents of that period read almost like the sermons of Savonarola. There is, my friends, no other programme. Men may come with suggestions on paper. They have their day and cease to be. They can come with a specific and it will be considered and dis- missed. If we are in earnest about the reforma- tion of any city we must remember that it is only through the righteousness of the individual citizen that such reformation can be achieved. I need not speak of the closing days of this great man, for I wish in conclusion to draw a few very practical lessons from the story which has been so briefly recited. What are the conditions of reforming a city in the light of the history which has been given to you to-night? In the first place, leadership that shall be marked by moral earnestness and a spirit of self-sacrifice, linked with courage and ability. It is not necessary that this leadership should be vested, as in the case of Savonarola, 19 Savonarola. in a priest or a preacher. At this particular juncture of affairs in our own city it seems to me that the leadership ought to be invested in the men who have been chosen by the people to guard the welfare of the city. A brilliant op- portunity is offered, for instance, to the Prose- cuting Attorney of our Criminal Court. He must be a man of courage. He must be a man of brains. He must be a man of conscience. He must fear neither man nor the devil. He must know all the tortuosities and the sinuosities of the law, and all the labyrinthine windings that the most expert lawyer can create or manu- facture. He must be able to measure himself against any opponent for the defense who shall stand before him. Given such a man, dead in earnest, with a heart all aflame with zeal for the welfare of his city, and you shall hear of a re- formation in this city that will meet the require- ments, I think, of the most exacting imagina- tion. All of the officers ought to be men of high re- pute, of splendid character, of unquestioned ability; but, given this one man who under- stands his business, and who means to get it done or die in the effort, and just as sure as Savonarola, for the time being at least, swept the Florentines into a temporary kingdom of God, just so sure this man would bring to pass results that would be most gratifying to all of us. The leadership need not be invested in a preacher. It ought to be, I repeat, in the hands of these men who have been delegated and sAvorn Savonarola. 20 to care well for the city they have been called upon to serve. And I might say here that this leader ought to love his city. I think it is Tal- mage who makes a remark to this effect, that the man who does not love his city has done some- thing mean there. It is a very good evidence, but love must smite as well as smile. Love must thunder as well as whisper. Love must say, "Woe unto you Scribes, Pharisees and hypo- crites, how shall you escape condemnation?" as well as ' ' Come unto Me, all ye that labor, and I will give you rest. ' ' The love of God is strong, it is virile. It knows when to strike. It knows when to lift the mailed hand and when to lift up the hand of benediction. But this leader of whom I am speaking ought to be a man with great love in his heart for the city he is serving, and who is determined to be true to that city through weal and through woe, until he shall be retired from the high office to which he has been called. Another lesson we may learn from this story of Savonarola, namely, the claim of righteous- ness upon the city is something absolutely im- perative and authoritative. If a man shall pro- claim righteousness simply as desirable he may as well retire from the ministry. If he shall proclaim it as beautiful and ornamental and at- tractive and fascinating only, he might as well retire from the ministry. But if he would bring about a reformation either in the individ- ual or in the city, or in the State, or in the na- tion, he must, like Savonarola, say unto all men: "E verywhere righteousness is the divine and 21 Savonarola. imperative claim of God Almighty upon you, and no officer in the City Hall is more exempt from this imperative claim than the preacher who stands in the pulpit or the church member who sits in the pew." It was this message which the Monk of St. Dominico brought to his people. Still another les- son is that temporary reformation ought to be welcomed. One, in reading this history, would perhaps hurriedly come to the conclusion that, as this reformation of Savonarola lasted for so short a while, it was hardly worth while. Says another : ' ' When the life of Florence was eaten out by the Medicis, Savonarola purified the city for a time with a thunderstorm. The Floren- tines cast out their Herods at the bidding of their Baptist; they burned their vanities in the market place; they elected Jesus King of Flor- ence by acclamation. In a little while they brought Herod back and burned the Baptist in the same market place. ' ' Was it failure? You do not minimize the sweetness of the rose because it lasts only for a few brief hours. It has no such permanence as the rock-ribbed hills, but the brief fragrance that it gives forth is just as valuable as the hills which appeal to us through the ages and the centuries. The re- formation may be brief, but it is good while it lasts, and besides, it brings before us a vision that we shall never forget. When a man goes to some mountain height and looks out upon a splendid landscape stretching about and around him, it is true that he may come down again to Savonarola. 22 the commonplace duties of life, to the vulgari- ties of life, but he shall never forget the vision, whether in the shop or on the street, or in the market place. Savonarola brought a vision to the world that it was possible, say for twenty-four hours, say for a week, say for a month, to live with Jesus Christ nominally acknowledged, at least, as King. Here is a possible city of God. We have seen the vision. It is an absolute fact of history. We cannot forget it, and so long as that vision abides, and it abides at this hour with us, we shall be stimulated to greater efforts in the cause of truth and righteousness. I do not think that the life and work of Savonarola are to be marked with failure. John the Baptist was beheaded, and his work lasted only a very brief period of time, but he did not fail. He was the harbinger of the King, and made straight the paths for His royal feet. When we look over history, we shall find that the path of progress has been marked by the blackened stakes that tell of martyrs for truth and for righteousness. Jesus Christ did not fail, although men attacked Him, and with wicked hands nailed Him to the cross, and even His own disciples turned away, saying: "Let's take up the old business, for the Master has left us." Out of His death, out of His agony has come to us redemption, and possihly enthrone- ment in this life and in the life that is to come. There is no such thing ;is failure in the realm of mora ] reform. Each wavelet on the ocean tossed adds to the ebbtide and the flow, and so Savona- ^>;{ Savonai via rola died or rather was burned, but while the body perished, the spirit survived, and the spirit of Savonarola is in every movement of reform, in every splendid cause that is waged in behalf of righteousness, in every noble effort that is put forth to make the world better and brighter through the religion of Jesus Christ. Savonarola has come again, and he will come again. King Arthur, though deadly wounded, still lies at rest in his misty island and will yet appear for the deliverance of his people. So lies the great Karl in his hollowed sepulchre ; so the Emperor Barbarossa, of the Germans, in his mountain cavern, and Olaf in the north. So the ancient Hebrews were told that their pro- phet, Elijah, would come back at the approach of the great day that should need him most. It is often the dream of an age that its great men shall reappear in the coming time to take up the great work left by him unfinished; and when Savonarola, shall come again it will not be in his splendid personality, but he will be re- incarnated in the quickened conscience, in the awakened hearts of the men and women of this splendid century in which we are living. This, my friends, is the message which I wish to bring to you to-night. I do not look for any ideal city, a city of the New Jerusalem, but I do look for a city that shall not be ashamed of God. I do look for a city that shall have a manhood that is unpurchasable and that is dig- nified and chastened by the mighty force of righteousness. I do look for a city that cares for law and order, and for truth and for jus- Savonarola. 9-1 tice. I do look for a city that shall enable us, as we look upon her streets, and her residences, and her splendid places of business, and her public institutions, to say: "Thou art not as fair as the city of God, but there is naught more fair on this earth than is the smile upon thy face." i is X i « nJ og Savonarola. The Need of Prophet Leaders. The following address was delivered at a time when the State was passing through one of the most exciting and bitter political campaigns in its history : I think it will not be questioned by thinking men that this is a time of political peril. The dangers which confront us are not of a commer- cial character. The country was never more prosperous. Let us remember, however, that when the Roman Empire Mas overthrown, the people of Rome could say, "never was the conn- try more prosperous." From $200,000 to $400,- 000 were sometimes spent on a single banquet. It is said of one man that he spent $4,000,000 in luxurious eating and drinking, and then com- mitted suicide because he had only $400,000 be- tween himself and starvation. We have enor- mous wealth. Colossal fortunes are a character- istic of the century. National bankruptcy most certainly does not stare us in the face. The perils which threaten us spring from our moral condition, and being of unsound health morally, we are as a sick man in an elegantly appointed and luxuriously furnished house — an environ- ment of splendor, but no health to enjoy it- To-night I would speak of the need of pro- phets in this time of political peril. It is not my purpose in this address to consider the dis- tinctive peculiarities of 1 lie Bible prophet, or to point out those particulars in which he stands forth unique and alone In so far as lie is a ■'man apart' having special endowments and 27 "Seed of Prophet Leaders. powers, he cannot be imitated or reproduced. He constitutes an order of his own and it is not permitted us to share his fellowship. But as "lesser mortals who do but haunt the slope" we can find much in the character and work of the prophet capable of being copied into our own lives and fitting us for high and holy service in the world. The realm of prophecy in this larger sense is limited only by fitness to enter and not by any arbitrary fixing of its metes and bounds. It is not confined to any age or people. ' ' God sends his teachers unto every age, to every clime and every race of men." We may not invade the solitariness of these mighty souls, whose mighty message has been preserved for us in the pages that never grow dim, but we may at least give forth the divine light that is in us —only a thread of light, it may be, but illumi- native according to its intensity and persis- tence. We may be successors to the prophets in certain essential elements of life and character, even though it be true that "only Ulysses can wield the bow of Ulysses." There is supreme need for men with the spirit and power of these prophets of an elder time, who shall become the leaders of the people. Leadership of a certain sort we have, but a fine moral leadership is the exception, rather than the rule. "Leadership is the grand, permanent necessity of humanity." There must be those who shall lift for us the standard, if the hosts shall rally. In the army of righteousness we must have our captains of tens and of thou- sands. The people slumber, because they hear Need of Prophet Leaders. 28 uo clear, ringing bugle-blast summoning them to duty. The best cause must have an advocate. Truth does not win its way without champions. And when the leader comes, he is instantly recognized. Men may refuse to follow him, but his primacy will not be questioned. He may be hated, but the very hatred will be an ac- knowledgment of his power. We are not apt to mistake the rumbling of cart-wheels for thun- der, or the jangling of bells out of tune for true music. Every true leader of men has his cre- dentials in himself. He does not need to wear a crown, or hold a sceptre— his authority is in his message. He does not need that holy oil shall be poured upon his head; his anointing is that of the heart and spirit. His character is his certificate of royalty. Such men have ever been the prophets of their time — "souls," as Carlyle hath it, "actually sent down from the skies with a God's message to us." The forces of right- eousness to-day are only waiting such leadership. The music which the world wants to hear, and which one day it shall hear, is slumbering in men and women all about us. The master-hands who can sweep the harp, are needed, and the great melody will come forth sublime and majestic as the music of the spheres. In consid- ering the qualifications of the prophet, and, therefore, of all prophets whom our time de- mands — in a word, the conditions of that moral leadership which must conduct us out of our political bondage, I shall mention inspiration as chief and all-inclusive. This is a wonderfully comprehensive word. T will ask you to think of •"I Need of Prophet Leaders. inspiration— not as a theological term, but as that quality which must inhei*e in every life at all conspicuous for service. He who has it is called of God to the task which claims him. I use it as opposed, in the beginning, to a shallow indifferentism. Gallio, who cared for none of these things, was not an inspired man. One who can look unmoved on the political de- gradation of his State and country, and Avho only shrugs his shoulders and says, "It is none of my business," is not an inspired man; and one who lazily draws about him the robes of his silken selfishness, while he drawls, "Nothing is worth while; what's the use for a fellow to trou- ble himself?" is not an inspired man. Inspira- tion cares, and cares intensely; the inspired man feels the degradation of his country as a person- al affliction. The men who dishonor her institu- tions are his enemies, and insults flung in the face of political liberty are felt by him as a per- sonal affront. Our prophets must be men who feel the woes they would remedy, to whom pub- lic shame becomes a personal experience. It is not enough that, one should tell us in elegant English the evils which are undermining our political life. He must feel the humiliation be- fore he can strike with a right arm clothed with power. Indifference to the public weal on the part of the average political leader is one of the most distressing features in our political situa- tion. These men do not seem capable of feeling righteous indignation in the presence of the moral infamy with which they are confronted— and hence their words do not come forth as Need of Prophet Leaders. 30 thunderbolts, but as spent-balls. Beware of the man whose heart has been pierced by the woes of his people. The sting is the needed spur to effort. The slee pjng jion is not dreaded, but let him b e woundectand his roar shall ring as the trum - pet, of doom in the ears of his enemies. We mus t seek our leaders among those whose souls are sen - s itive enough to hear the "still, sad music of hu- manity /' and who can weep over a land despo iT rrThy piin "Reformf"-° bay p Q ver been men of pro - f ru-mrl fpolino-— mpn of the type of those Hebrew prophets whose souls were stirred as the heaving t umultuous ocean.. Another element of inspiration is vision— the recognition of the ideal. There must be, first, the vision of the actual— the clear recogni- tion of existing evils. The idealist is a mere "'dreamer of dreams"— a spinner of impractic- able theories, if he be not in touch with actual conditions. He is but a citizen of cloud-land, who has no more influence over the life of to-day than an inhabitant of Mars. But acquaintance with the actual is not enough. Our leaders must see "the something better," and inspire within the hearts of their followers the desire to obtain it. The man who is working in the slums must ever keep his eye fixed on the star. There can be no change for the better until the "better" is made to shine with the brightness of a beckoning angel. And here is the opportunity and duly of the newspaper. "What a pulpit/' says Lowell, "the editor mounts daily, sometimes with a congregation of fifty thousand within .{j Need of Prophet Leaders. reach of his voice, and never as much as a nod- der even among them. And from what a Bible can he choose his text— a Bible which needs no translation, and which no priestcraft can shut and clasp from the laity— the open volume of the world, upon which, with a pen of sunshine or destroying fire, the inspired present is even now writing the annals of God. ' ' But has he no mission other than to tell us "how goes the day of human power?" Is he to narrow his oppor- tunity, for the sake of gain, to the advocacy of partisan- political measures, while there comes not to him the "vision splendid" of a redeemed humanity? Is he simply an annalist who shall bring before us dry-as-dust facts, but who can create no perspective along which we may tread to better customs, better men and better times? The inspired prophet-editor is the man who re- ports the battle, but who sees in the distance the coming of the "Imperial Guard" of right- eousness, and who never leaves us in doubt as to the final triumph of the right. "Let us get the the best we can and let the rest go," is the spirit of the opportunist. The true prophet says: "There is something better. In God's name, let us go up and possess the land." We do not ask that our editors shall be saints— "a crown upon their foreheads and a harp within their hands," but we do ask that once in awhile they shall come out of the valley of political wrangling and corruption, and, standing on the mountain height of hope, shall point us to "fairer worlds, and lead the way." There is that in every man which responds to the ideal. Xccd of Prophet Leaders. 32 and the editor, therefore, may be sure of his constituency. And squarely should our leaders in Con- gress answer this demand of the human soul. In criticising the statement. ''It is the business of the Senate not to set before the country no- ble ideals, but to put into working operation such ideals as are at the time practicable of ac- complishment.'' a writer says: "As I appre- hend it, a legislator has a good deal larger re- sponsibility than merely to keep at the mean average of the people and formulate what hap- pens to be the people's notion at the moment. Thirty years ago Ave used to have Senatorial utterances that would ring clear across the con- tinent, and be a moral stimulus to the entire nation. The secret of the power of these utter- ances was that they proclaimed the ideal, and by the magnificent enunciation, the whole life of the people was lifted. Passages of just that sort of idealism were printed in the reading- books that we used at school, and we learned 1 hem, and in the days when the boys'spoke pieces' we declaimed them, and the thrill of them is in the hearts of some of us still." Let us not sup- pose that it is the business of the preacher only to proclaim the ideal. This, unquestionably, is the function of the pulpit, but is none the less the business of every man who aspires to leader- ship. Otherwise he is one of the crowd— one wliu does not escape the average, and who can, therefore, bring no inspiration to his fellows. 'The seer is he who discovers and asks us to consider what is fixed ;ind abiding on the rest- 88 v. , a of Prophet Leaders. less ocean of life, the landmarks of the way, what features do not shift, and stars do not set . . . For as the Pyrenees and Himalaya peaks, Capes Horn and Good Hope stay on map and globe for successive students and visitors, so these supernal things shift not. They are fea- tures of the universe ; we go to them with less doubt than to Niagara or the White Hills; for no flood wears away their basis, and no storms crumble their structure into interval — dust." Still another element of inspiration is moral enthusiasm. The enthusiast in art is the man who is possessed and dominated by the love of his art. Speak to him of painting or sculpture, or music, his eye kindles, and with the eagerness of a boy, he throws himself into the discussion. The moral enthusiast is the man who is domi- nated by a passion for righteousness. The topo- graphy of his soul shows plainly drawn the lines of right and wrong. Principles of truth rule him with the authority of God. You feel at once that such a man must speak his mes- sage. It is a matter of moral compulsion. The eternal righteousness bids him speak. With Luther, he says , ' ' Here I stand ; I can do no other. God help me!" As says another, "He is not appointed like an army officer, nominated like a chief justice, or confirmed in any Senate. If he be ambassador, it is with an inward de- spatch." Sin is hateful, and he seeks to crush it as he would a viper, and as instinctively and spontaneously his denunciation comes forth. Truth is his pole-star, and he will tell his best friend, "I can do anything but lie for you." Need of Prophet Leaders. 34 Try to bribe him, and you will think that the central fires of the earth have been concentrat- ed into his blistering rebuke. Suggest a com- promise involving dishonor, and if you escape without a blow you will be fortunate. Tell him that the spirit of the times demands that he must corrupt voters in order to secure his office, and he will say to you— not in the language of cant, but of sincere conviction, "I would rather be right than president." Say to him, ^Every- body does it, and you will but make yourself an eccentric by refusing," and he will say to you, '"I will not go with the crowd to moral destruc- tion." Moral enthusiasm has been the charac- teristic of all epoch-making men. Genius has never inaugurated or carried to successful con- summation any cause that has not been upheld and sustained by moral sentiment. It is the condition of the highest courage. The histo- rians do not tell us of men who have been will- ing to die for a fad or a fancy, but they tell us of thousands who have died for what they be- lieved to be right. Men do not spill their blood when the question involved is one of office, but give them something worth dying for— some- thing that appeals to their moral enthusiasm— and the blood will be willingly surrendered. Evermore the supreme choice has been between the right and the wrong, and this has tested every leader, and every nation. 35 Need of Prophet Leaden Once to every man and nation Comes the moment to decide In the strife of truth with falsehood For the good or evil side ; Some great cause, God's new Messiah, Offering each the bloom or blight Parts the goats upon the left hand, And the sheep upon the right. And the choice goes by forever, Twixt that darkness and that light. We need and must have in our leaders the elemental virtues. The art of the orator is ad- mirable, the skill to put things effectively and beautifully is not to be despised, the social gift which can win friends is capable of splendid use, but the serious task of making the world better requires not only these ornamental vir- tues, but the elemental virtues of loyalty, truth, justice and purity— in a word, high, moral en- thusiasm. I have indicated some of the qualities which must characterize the men who shall lead us forth to better things. Their inspiration must have these elements, or they shall be but as "reeds shaken by the wind," or as "dwellers in king's houses" wearing the soft raiment of ef- feminacy. I have not been speaking of imprac- ticable virtues. Human life all through the ages has illustrated them, and in so far as they have found exemplification, the world has grown better. Thank God that the pages of our political history shine with the names of many such men, nor is the political stage of to-day vacant of their presence. But if we shall have more of them— and God give us a host— the moral life of the nation must be quickened. Need of Prophet Leaders. 3ft With very great force, it has been asked : "How, then, can we be prophets? we the worldly; we. the sensual ; we, the idle and sluggish ; we, the vulgar and conventional ; we, who worship mammon and love pleasure, and delight so much in scandal and hatred and lies? As we are, we can not be prophets; but are the wings of the six-winged seraphim — the twain with which they did fly, folded forever? Is there no temple more? Is heaven closed forever? Burns there no fire on the altar? Has the chariot of heaven ceased to descend to earth ? Are there no hot coals of fire to touch and purify the unclean lips? Does the Lord say no longer from His throne above the cherubim, 'Whom shall I send, and who will go for us ? " ' It is our fault that the necessary moral leadership is wanting. God has not exhausted Himself by giving a few great men in the days a gone. He shall give us others when ourselves are ready for them — "men who can stand before a demagogue and scorn his treacherous flatteries without wink- ing; tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog in public duty, and in private thinking." I might add, in concluding this address that the prophet-leader has always been a messenger of hope. "Abraham had his vision of a poster- ity numerous as the stars in the Syrian sky, un- der which he pitched his tent, and he died with only one son the heir of his vast promise." Bu1 the vision has none the less come true. "Moses had his vision of a multitude of slaves wrought over into a mighty nation, conformed in the whole reach of personal, domestic and civic life 87 Need of Prophet Leaders. 451759 to the conscience of Jehovah, and he went up into Pisgah to die, leaving his people in the plain below, little better still than a crowd of slaves." But in the on-going of time the great nation was born. "The apostle beheld a new heaven and a new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness, and after the labor and sorrow of nearly two thousand years, men wait for the realization of the dream." But the true prophet-leader still hopes. The dominant note should be that of hope. A writer has said : ' '.Presently depres- sion will go out of fashion. It is the mood only of the diseased or imitative ; it is never the mood of the healthful and the original; and when it goes out of fashion, people will look back and smile at the importance which has been attach- ed to certain manifestations of the pessimistic temper in our time." We will enter into the vision and feel the mighty spell of its beauty, but we will share as well that patience which can "wait on the Lord and be of good courage." With Tennyson we will bathe our souls in the glory of the golden year, and when we are told that it shall not come in our time, with him we shall say : But well I know that to him who works and knows he works, That same glad year is ever at the door. Ni ■ d of Prophet Leaders. 38 Sleeping Citizenship •'Woe to them that are at ease in Zion." Am. 6:1. Little is known of Amos, other than the facts that he was a prophet of the Southern Kingdom, that he earned his livelihood as a herdsman and fruit-gatherer and that he pro- phesied several hundred years before Christ. With the man we are not particularly concern- ed, but we neglect his message at our peril. Amos, no less than all the Hebrew prophets, gives us in himself an example of the preacher in politics— not having to do with politics, but with principles. Dr. Hodges says: "The Jew- ish Church was the Jewish nation. The prophets were patriot-orators, who preached politics with vehemence, and entered might and main into public life. It is impossible to think of Isaiah as a quiet parish priest, living at the cen- ter of a narrow circle, letting the great world outside go uninterrupted on its own mistaken way. In New York, in Boston, Isaiah would have been the heart and soul of a great, out- spoken, radical, independent, righteous news- paper. Amos and Hosea were interested in pub- lic questions profoundly and supremely. The saints of that time were the natural heroes." Our prophet speaks to his countrymen be- cause he can no longer keep silence. "The lion hath roared, who can but hear? The Lord God ;}i| 8h eping Citizenship. hath spoken, who can but prophesy?" In his case, silence would have been shame. When social and political corruption confront any true prophet, he must speak or, with shame, resign his commission. Nor does Amos consid- er the consequences. Excuses for "sticking to his farm" he might have offered. No king had summoned him, no audience had solicited his message, nobody had urged him to undertake this responsible and ungrateful task. But there had sounded a voice within, and duty must sub- ordinate expediency. And so he comes forth from his retirement and suddenly appears be- fore the people as a messenger of judgment. His trumpet blast startled the nation, even as the fiery eloquence of Savonarola in the Duomo of Florence. He came with the old gospel ap- plied to existing political conditions. The na- tion was asleep morally, and he thunders in their ears, "Woe unto those that are at ease in Zion." That moral apathy which precedes moral death had seized upon the people whom he loved. 1. Amos was confronted in the very out- set with the indifference of officialism. "Also Amaziah (the priest) said unto Amos. thou seer, go, flee thee away unto the land of Judah, and there eat bread and prophesy there; but prophesy not again any more at Bethel: for it is the king's sanctuary, and it is a royal house." You feel the contempt of the little great man, clothed with his official authority. How can the messenger of righteousness reach the conscience of self-satisfied officialism? The storming of the Sleeping Citizenship. 40 Bastile was an easier task. Fed at the public crib, comfortable in their wickedness, these high dignitaries only asked to be let alone. "0, thou seer, go back to your quiet village of Tekoa and tend your sheep. Keep out of politics. We can run the government." And yet. if our public officials are indifferent to the claims of right- eousness, the entire nation must suffer. An easy and polite dismissal of the prophet is only to postpone the day of doom. 2. Again, Amos was confronted with the indifference of liberalism. As says another, "It was an age of liberalism. It was permitted to men to worship what god they pleased, in what manner they pleased ; not because men had the catholic conception that every faith has some truth in it, and in the free battle of creed, the errors will vanish, and the truth be preserved, but because they did not care whether men be- lieved truth or falsehood, whether they worship- ed God or Baal. ' ' This is the condition which pre- cedes utter moral ruin. It is the easy indifferent- ism which refuses to draw moral distinctions. Righteousness is tame and insipid. It is not worth while. What matter, so long as business prospers and there is plenty of money in the country ? In avoiding Puritanism, with its hard and fast requirements, we are in danger of swinging off to moral license, when nothing is worth while that does not affect our financial interests or our political organizations. "I know," says the prophet, "how manifold are your transgressions, and how mighty are your sins: ye that afflict the just, that take a bribe 41 Sleeping Citizenship. and that turn aside the needy in the gate from their right. Seek good and not evil, that ye may live." We are building upon the sand if we are building a political fabric whose founda- tion is not laid in the eternal laws of God. "Seek him that maketh the Pleiades and Orion, and turneth the shadow of death into the morn- ing, and maketh the day dark with night; that calleth for the waters of the sea and poureth them out upon the face of the earth. The Lord is his name." 3. The indifference of wealth was another phase of this moral apathy against which the prophet thundered. "Ye that put far away the evil day, and cause the seat of violence to come near; that lie upon beds of ivory and stretch themselves upon their couches, and eat the lambs out of the flock and the calves out of the midst of the stall; that sing idle songs to the sound of the viol ; that devise for themselves in- struments of music like David; that drink wine in bowls, and anoint themselves with the chief ointments— but they are not grieved for the affliction of Joseph." What a picture of self- indulgence in the midst of moral obliquity! Don't trouble us with your reforms and gospels. Give us music and dancing, and talk to us of pleasant things. It is almost as bad as Nero fiddling while Rome was burning. Our luxury is undermining moral earnestness ; our prosperity is our danger. It is the spirit which says : "Comfort first, serious matters af tenvards. " It is not wealth, but the moral indifference Sleeping Citizenship. 42 which self-indulgence engenders, that the pro- phet condemns. 4. Another phase of indifference on the part of this people was a false faith. To the stern accusations of the prophet — the truth of which could not be denied — answer is made: "We are waiting for the day of the Lord. He will set all things right. It is God's business. We can only wait." It is the old answer of pious laziness to the call of duty. It is the old effort to shirk responsibility by pleading a re- ligionism utterly false. "The day of the Lord will come," says Amos, but it will be "darkness and not light," unless you rouse yourselves from your lethargy and moral apathy. Let no man excuse himself from active participation in any effort of reform by supposing that God will work a miracle of political regeneration. God uses existing agencies to bring to pass his purposes. It is through the men and women with consciences, enthusiasm and ideals that our present abuses will be eradicated. God works through means, and the means are to be found in an aroused people— not drunk with passion, but calm with determination to bring in a better day. It was God who brought to us the day of political liberty, but not until our forefathers were ready to die for the cause of independence. It was God who gave to us the reformation of the sixteenth century, but the •gift was conferred through the awakened con- science of the German nation. Yes, we are "waiting for the day of the Lord," but we dare not \\iiil idly. We are waiting for the overthrow 4:5 Sleeping Citizenship. of our enemies, but it is God's strength put in human arms and hearts that must bring about that overthrow. We are waiting for the cessa- tion of lawlessness, but we shall wait in vain unless we ourselves become law-abiding, and see to it ourselves that we have as our representa- tives those who put law above license, and prin- ciple above party. Credulous indeed are we, if we nurse our laziness and indifference, thinking that God will come forth as a besom of destruc- tion to sweep away political corruption. The day will come — the shadow will be lifted— but "men of thought and men of action" must clear the way. 5. The nation which the prophet addresses was at ease with respect to the future, because its outward social and religious observances were still maintained. There was a temple at Dan in the north, at Bethel in the south and at Gilgal midway between the two. The national institutions flourished. Altars, sacrifices, and hymns were still features of worship. But what says God through the mouth of his prophet: "I hate and despise your church festivals: I smell no sweet savor from the sacrifices of the great crowds at your feasts. Though you bring me burnt sacrifices and flour offerings, I will not accept them. The thank offering of your fatted calves, I will not look upon. Take away from before me the voice of your hymns, chant- ed round your altars ; let me not hear the music of the harps of your priests. Instead of these, let justice flow down your streets like water, and righteousness like mighty streams. True Sleeping Citizenship. 44 religion, not outward, is the thing that can save you. ' ' The prophet thus draws for us in masterful fashion the picture of a nation that was dead while it yet lived— having all the forms of re- ligion, but wanting its spirit; having the husk, but wanting the kernel. We call this in the church, religious formalism, or hypocritical Pharisaism. But is it not time to talk and think about political formalism and political Pharisaism? What is it? It is having all the forms of government, while the purpose of government is ignored. It is having courts and legislatures and political institutions— all the forms that are necessary in the conduct of gov- ernment—while the spirit of righteousness is wanting. It is government without God. It is having some other spirit than that of righteous- ness to run the political machinery, so that we have a nation without life. We have a galvanized corpse — the semblance of life, but not its reality. Are not our courts running as usual? Yes, but they are a mockery and a pretence unless they are being run in harmony with the purpose of their creation— the promotion of justice and righteousness. If they are dominated by party spirit, you have the form of a court, but not its reality. You have a thing that has all the motions of a court, but maintained by mechanical and artificial means. So of our legislature and our executive department. As long as these departments are dominated by the purpose of their creation the bringing to pass of better social, economic 45 Sleeping Citizenship. and righteous conditions— they are discharging a high and holy mission. But when the spirit of passion takes possession of them, when party zeal is the secret of their activity, then they be- come mere forms. Then God turns upon them, as upon the stickler for religious reforms with- out meaning, and say, ' ' I hate and despise your courts and legislatures, and political activity." What is it that God asks of us? "Let justice flow down your streets like water, and right- eousness like mighty streams." Sleeping Citizenship. 4t; The Citizen on Guard ♦ An address delivered in anticipation of an approaching election. My subject as announced is entitled— 'The Citizen on Guard." If I know my heart, there is in it no other desire than to deepen the respon- sibility which rests upon us as Christian citi- zens and to dignify, if I may. the high and sacred right of suffrage. My plea shall be made in the name of the Christ of truth and righteousness and not in the interest of any party or candi- date. I conceive it to be my right — no less than my privilege — to speak of the demands that are made upon us by the voice of duty and the obligations which are inherent in Christian cit- izenship. The pulpit is no place for the pro- clamation of political sectarianism ; it is the place from which should be sounded forth the unchanging and unchangeable principles of righteousness. While I shall not intentionally drop one word by which my own political lean- ings can be discovered, I do desire to place my- self emphatically on the side of truth, order, law, decency and fair dealing, and in doing this, I am not registering myself as a member of any of the parties contending for supremacy, for no one of them has a monopoly of these virtues and excellencies. Let me urge upon every Christian man who is legally entitled to exercise the right of suf- frage, to east his vote in the coining election. It is not my right, nor have I any desire 1<> tell you 47 The Citizen on Guard. how to vote ; it is my right to urge upon you with all possible earnestness the imperative duty which claims you as Christian citizens, (a). There are those who claim that a Christian man should not exercise the right of suffrage. They claim that since the State and the Church are separate in- stitutions, the Christian man should leave those who are not Christians to take care of the inter- ests of the State and Nation. This is equivalent to saying that a Christian man should not take any part in any of the activities that are sepa- rate and distinct from the life of the church. It follows, therefore, that he should not enter into business or literature as a distinct profession, or art or any of the thousand humanitarian and refining agencies that are contributing to the betterment of the world . In other words, there is nothing left for him to do, except to go to church and sing psalms. First, let me say, that such procedure on the part of Christian men is a denial of the very aim and purpose of the Christian religion, which is to christianize all government and bring it under the sway of Christ's rule and life. If men who are not Christians are to be the exclu- sive governing power of the nation, then gov- ernment will mean no more than the reign of wickedness, and Christianity might as well not exist, since its influence is to be kept in the air- tight compartment of the church. Secondly, it is a cowardly attempt to escape responsibility— a responsibility which is thrust upon every American citizen whether he be in the church or out of the church. One does not The Citizen on Guard. 48 cease to be an American citizen when he comes into the church, otherwise the church would be an enemy to the government and could not con- sistently ask to remain in its territory. Chris- tianity aims to make him a better citizen. Not to discharge the duties of an American citizen is simply to be a shirker. Thirdly, This refusal of suffrage on the part of Christian men is not only to turn the govern- ment over to the exclusively non-christian forces and to shirk a responsibility which is inherent in American citizenship, but it is to fail in the discharge of a plain Christian duty. "Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's," is part of the duty enjoined in the further exhor- tation to "render unto God the things that are God's." No man can discharge his duty to God who is neglecting his duty to Caesar. Fourthly, It is to deny the obligation of rulership in the injunction, "let those who rule do so with diligence." Every citizen, on elec- tion day, is a ruler. It is for him to say what the government shall be and do. On that one day, he is a sovereign. He is more than a sentinel standing on guard, he is a king swaying a scep- tre. Truly the honor conferred upon him is an exalted one and he must rise to the demands which this honor imposes, (b). Furthermore, there are not a few Christian men who refuse to vote because of the corruption of the exist- ing political parties. It is this very apathy which is at the root of our troubles. If a man should say, "I will not work in my garden be- cause there are so many weeds," he would preS- 411 The Citizen on Guard. ently find in that garden nothing- bnt weeds. Because the parties are corrupt, it is all the more imperative that you should do your duty as a Christian citizen. And, besides, we must remember that we can but use existing tools until we can get better. To say that we will have nothing to do with existing parties because they are bad, is to fail to recognize the ministry of the imperfect — the use of imperfect means to secure better conditions in the coming time. If an absolutely perfect party existed — one with a monopoly of virtue — there would no longer be any need of government, for the millenial age would have begun. ( c) . But it may be asked what is the use of voting when your vote will not be counted as cast? The question gives me op- portunity to say that there are three funda- mental principles in this matter of voting, the violation of which constitutes infamy unspeak- able. First, A vote should be free, otherwise it is not the expression of the voter's honest convic- tion. To intimidate a voter in any way, wheth- er by threat or force, should bring down upon the man who does it the indignation of the community: If a vote be not free, it is without meaning. Before election is the time to argue and enlighten, but on election day the voter must be permitted to register his honest conviction. We speak of religious liberty — the right to wor- ship God according to the dictates of our own conscience, none daring to molest or make afraid — let us see to it that the voter in the discharge of his duty shall be equally protected from in- The Citizen on Guard. 50 terferenco. Jesus laid the axe at the root of all intimidation when he said — "Call no man mas- ter." In religion, we recognize no authority over the conscience other than that which is divine ; in politics, we are free men and must be permitted to enjoy that liberty without let or hindrance. Paul said: "Let no man trouble me, for I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus." Tins was his certificate of independ- ence — the marks of his master. Likewise the humblest American citizen can say, "let no man trouble me in the exercise of my sacred right, for I bear in my person the marks and legal evidence of an American Citizen." Second, A vote should be unpurchasable and unpurchased. The man who permits him- self to be bribed is so contemptible as to call for pity, and the man who offers a bribe is taking advantage of this depravity and insulting hu- man nature besides. Here are two great par- ties, each charging the other with the use of a vast corruption fund to influence the poor crea- tures that can be bought as cattle in the market. It should bring the blush of honest shame to the cheek of any man who claims to be an Amer- ican citizen. Third, A vote should be counted as cast. Any interference with the votes of a free people is worse than looting the sanctuary; it is invad- ing the sacred citadel of the soul itself. It is the murder of self-government. It means the crucifixion of the Republic of our fathers. And lest this reference shall be construed as parti- san, in the light of recent utterances, permit 51 The Citizen on Guard. me to say that neither of the great parties of this country is exempt from this infamy. The commonplace word in both the press and from the rostrum of both the great parties, is Fraud. Let the party that is without sin in this partic- ular, cast the first stone. Is there an audience of Christian men in America that will not approve the sentiments which have been uttered? If so, we have reach- ed a stage of moral deterioration that calls im- peratively for the moral indignation of a hun- dred Savonarolas to rouse us from a spiritual apathy that is infinitely worse than physical death. I care not what may be your party affilia- tion, if you are a Christian man you cannot un- der any circumstances approve of intimidation, bribery or robbery. Better by far that this tre- mendous experiment of self-government should never have been made; better that our beloved America should never have stood forth on these shores as the champion of the rights of man, than that her people should forge for themselves chains of infamy a thousand times worse than any tyrannical power could possibly have fas- tened upon them. Fifth, Let me further urge that you vote in such a spirit and under the influence of such high and noble feelings as that the act for you shall be transfigured. As says another: "The pulpit is the place for enforcing upon the con- sciences of citizens the solemnity and sacred- ness of the obligations which rest upon them and their duty to discharge these obligations (as the Prayerbook says of another great en- Tlic Citizen on Guard. 52 gagement) 'reverently, discreetly, advisedly, soberly, and in the fear of God.'" And how shall the common, ordinary business of voting be lifted for you out of its selfish, profane and coarse environment into a noble and splendid performance? By the contemplation of the meaning and purpose of the act. (a). Think of what the privilege of self-government has cost. As you go to the polls on next Tuesday, call to mind the former days of the Republic. Think of the toils, tears and sacrifices of the men who made it possible for you to exercise this right of suffrage. Let the spirits of Washington and the Revolutionary heroes hover over you and hear them as they say: "We fought at Lex- ington, Bunker Hill and on a hundred battle- fields that we might confer upon you the glori- ous power of self-government. See that you are worthy of it as you vote to-day. "(b). Or, again, think of your country— its present welfare and its future destiny. Your vote will contribute to the weal or woe of the land you love. Let your ballot represent something more than par- ty or property consideration. Let it represent the love and loyalty of an American citizen for this country which is his birth-right and under whose flag he hopes to sleep his last sleep. 0, friends, let us do what little we can to make America the land of fulfillment — the land where the noblest ideals of the old world Govern- ments shall be realized; the land where brother- hood shall mean equal rights for all and special privileges for none; the land where liberty shall be an actual possession, rather than a noble 53 The Citizen on Guard. word brought forth too often for political pa- rade or rhetorical effect; the land upon whose flag shall be inscribed in letters of living light, mingling with its stars and stripes — as forming part of the very life and constitution of the na- tion—this sentence: "Righteousness exalts a nation." May I conclude with the sentiment of a distinguished Englishman as he contemplates the destiny of the American Republic in a mo- ment of high inspiration : "In that memorable hour— memorable in the life of every man, me- morable as when he sees the first view of the pyramids or of the snow-clad range of the Alps — in the hour when for the first time I stood be- fore the cataracts of Niagara, I seemed to see a vision of the fears and hopes of America. It was midnight, the moon was full and I saw from the suspension bridge the ceaseless contor- tion, confusion, whirl and chaos which burst forth in clouds of foam from that immense cen- tral chasm which divides the American from the British dominion ; but as I looked on that ever- changing movement and listened to that ever- lasting roar, I saw an emblem of the devouring activity and ceaseless, restless, beating whirl- pool of existence in the United States. But into the moonlight sky there rose a cloud of spray twice as high as the Falls themselves, silent, majestic. In that silver column, glittering in the moonlight, I saw an image of the future of America's destiny, of the pillar of light which should emerge from the distractions of the pres- ent—a likeness of the buoyancy and hopefulness which characterize the American both as indi- The Citizen on Guard. 54 viduals and as a nation. ' ' Out of the confusion and excitement of the coming election and out of the storm and stress of many another experi- ence, America shall come forth with eye undim- med and strength unabated, for God is with her and his purpose shall not fail. 5f> The Citizen on Guard. Public Men and Morals* This address, altho' delivered during a political cam- paign, finds its justification in every period of the Republic's history. The text of the address is taken from Exodus, ISth chapter, as follows: "Moreover thou shalt provide out of all the people able men, such as fear God, men of truth, "hating unjust gain." The time has come when men who ask from the people positions of trust and responsibility must be required to show their credentials of fit- ness for the positions they seek. When men ask for our support in order that they may be plac- ed in public office, our own moral self-respect demands that we shall consider their moral ■character. It is not enough that they represent our economic views, but do they represent our moral convictions? Righteousness is more vital than the most orthodox political faith. Out- candidate must represent those eternal princi- ples of truth and justice without which no indi- vidual or government can long escape the just punishment of Almighty God. The sort of man whom we can support con- scientiously is not required to be an ideal man- one who is without "fault or blemish." "We will not construct him from poetry and fiction. We will not ask that he shall be an "Achilles, who, in the hour of battle can bear himself like iron and who has a hand that can feel the fall of a rose petal." We will not put him upon a pedestal with a diadem of stars upon his brow. We are not. asking for an impracticable and impossible humanity. The man of whom we .57 Public Men and Morals. speak is only an every-day man of flesh and blood, who possesses certain qualifications for public office— chief among which shall be his unswerving, unpurchasable moral integrity. His goodness is not of the tame and insipid variety. It is the goodness which has its roots in conscience and in that moral nature with which God has endowed him — the goodness which feels righteous indignation in the presence of infamy and which, conscious of its sure foundation, says : Come one, come all, this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I. No more concise and yet comprehensive statement of the qualifications for public office in a Republic can be found than that given m the advice of Jethro to Moses. It should serve as the "vade mecum" of every official — from the lowest to the highest — in our great country. First, Our public men — those who are to rep- resent the people— should be chosen from the people. "Moreover, thou shalt provide out of all the people * * * men." "Self-govern- ment by the people and for the people, with God above as the invisible Counselor and Pro- tector," was declared to be the true government by the Old Testament writers. The original polity of the Hebrews was essentially that of a republic. The establishment of Jewish kings was a human suggestion, which Jehovah allow- ed, but warned them against it, bidding Samuel tell them that in seeking a king "they have re- jected me, that I should not reign over them/ But our public officers must be chosen, not only Public Men and Morals. 5g by the people, but from the people, in order that association and knowledge may fit them to pro- perly represent the people. It is required of men who are to speak for the people that they shall know the people, their needs, their hopes, their aspirations, their burdens. No man who has not put his ear close to the heart of the people, and heard its beating, can represent them fairly in any public position. This knowl- edge can come only from association and sym- pathy — meeting the people, talking with them, as brother to brother— and having one's heart stirred by their woes and hopes. Contempt of the people or supercilious treatment of the peo- pla absolutely unfits any man to represent them. Our public men — especially just before elec- tion—are adepts in flattering the people, but unless they are genuine lovers of the people, their whole public service is hypocrisy and pre- tence. By the people, I mean the struggling, battling, toiling masses. James G. Blaine never uttered truer words than these: "America's peculiar glory is in the masses— their intelli- gence, their comfort, their domestic happiness and dignity, their right thinking and right act- ing, their recognition and due discharge of re- sponsibility, their freedom from unworthy ambi- tion, their adoption of intellectual, moral and spiritual aims. If in this she does not excel all other nations, America will have been discover- ed in vain. Great men, prodigies of thought, poets, philosophers, inventors, generals, preach- ers, scientists — the republic has them all. But such natures break all bonds everywhere and 59 Public Men and Morals. come to the front by virtue of inborn and ir- repressible energy. No continent need be laid bare for them. They force their own field. It is the will and opportunity of the masses, help- less, except in combination and organization, for whom America was kept intact and virgin from shore to shore— tenanted by no man and no race that left an institution to hamper the future." We want not one "great commoner," but hundreds if we shall long remain more than a Republic in name. Is it of the people, other than as means for keeping them in office, that our public officials are thinking? Does the up- lift of humanity come to them as a spur and in- centive to noble endeavor? Second, Our public men must be ' ' able men. ' ' Ability of a certain sort we unquestionably have among our politicians. There are men who are able to control primaries and to lead voters to do their bidding as submissively as sheep led to the slaughter. Able are they in manipulating the machinery of an election, and in adjusting policies to their wishes. And really it takes some intellectual vigor to be a political boss, a certain grasp of details, and force of will and executive talent, which, if employed righteously, would make of the political boss a most respect- able citizen. Nobody denies ability to his Satanic Majesty. But it is of genuine ability —the ability of character and brains I am now thinking. Have we not had about enough of the machine politician? George William Cur- tis says : "Could Gladstone have so swayed England Public Men and Morals. (50 with his fervent eloquence, as the moon the tides, had he been a gambling, swearing, boozing 'Squire, like "Walpole? There is no sophistry more poisonous to the State, no folly more stu- pendous and demoralizing than the notion that the purest character and the highest education are incompatible with the most commanding mastery of men and the most efficient adminis- tration of affairs." In every other realm than politics, it is admitted that ability is the condi- tion of success. "VVe insist that the engineer should be no novice, for life is at stake; that the physician shall not be a quack for the same rea- son. Let us demand that our public men shall be men of ability, for the life of a government is at stake. In God's name, let us not continue to turn over the management of serious affairs of government to ward politicians, who can swear and drink and swagger and bulldoze, but who imagine nothing higher than that America was discovered to keep them in a job. Former Secretary Olney, in an address on the "Scholar in Politics," has this to say: "In respect to the true worth and dignity of politics, the educated class, if they have not shared, have at least given countenance to the most pernicious error in popular speech and popular thought. The pursuit of politics as a profession, instead of being an adoption of the most ennobling of vocations, is hardly respecta- ble. * * This degrading view of politics the edu- cated class is responsible for, because it studi- ously stands aloof from politics and persistently neglects to prepare a suitable quota of its mem- (>l Public Men and Morals. bers for the discharge of political duties." And where educated men hesitate to enter, rascals do not fear to tread. I see no salvation from the rule of the boss and the machine until our men of ability— men who have studied public questions— shall forego a life of ease and ele- gance, and for love of country, enter the less pleasing, but more important arena of politics. The crying need of politics to-day is men of abil- ity — men in whose leadership we have confi- dence, whose names are synonymous with intel- lectual force, and whose primacy will not be questioned by their followers. It is worth while to give up a lucrative position for the sake of country. What are our colleges and universi- ties doing for the politics of our State? Shall every other profession have its ornaments and the science of government be degraded into a source of revenue only? Men who "fear God" is the third mention- ed qualification, although fundamental and pri- mary. Rugged Thomas Carlyle, in the midst of his despair says: "A very great work, surely, is going on in these days— no less a work than that of restoring God and whatever was God-like in the traditions and recorded doings of mankind. The essential and still awful and ever-blessed fact of all that was meant by 'God and the God-like' to men's souls is again strug- gling to become clearly revealed, will extricate itself from what some of us, too irreverently in our importance, call 'Hebrew old clothes,' and will again bless the nations and heal them from their baseness and unendurable woes and wan- Public Men and Morals. 02 derings in the company of madness." What is it to fear God? It is to reverence that which God is— truth, holiness, love. Wanting this reverence, we shall reverence no other authori- ty. Our public men must have some other use for the name of God than to point an oath or adorn a joke. It matters little whether the name of God be found in our Constitution ; it is of infinite importance that the authority of God be recognized in our government. I do not insist that our officials shall represent any church or any creed— but only that their work shall be done as under the "great Taskmas- ter's" eye. Pitiable, indeed, was the state of France, when an author could say: "France believed neither in the ancient God, who had been despoiled, nor in the new God, who had just been proclaimed ; the Eternal Father was too old, and the Supreme Being was too young." Anarchy and atheism go hand in hand. Nor will it do to say that the same standard by which we measure the private citizen should not be applied to the public officer. His high position increases his responsibility. Is moral- ity applicable only to the humble and unno- ticed? Shall greatness be exempt from its re- quirements? Shall we look for it in ordinary, unpoetical lives — and judge genius by some dif- ferent standard? Is there any favoritism in the realm of right? James G. Holland says: 'To all those whose education in the truth has been limited, whose circumstances of life have been adverse to the development of purity, who are weak and ignoranl and low in instinct and 63 Public Men and Morals. aspiration, I would extend a charity that pities while it blames and considers while it con- demns. But to sin in high places, among men and women who are crowned kings and queens in the realm of intellect — those whose brows have been lifted into God's own light and whose tongues and pens reveal something of the divini- ty which struggles to enthrone itself in them— no excuses, no palliations, no patronage. ' ' To canon- ize vicious greatness is to undermine the founda- tions of God's throne. The man who does not reverence God reverences not himself or his brother man, both of whom are made in the im- age of God and he is therefore a menace to any community. Fok rili. Our public men must be "men of truth." The man of truth is one whose nature is true, and who, therefore, speaks the truth and lives the truth. A true organ is an instru- ment that gives forth no false note. Its nature is sound. The true man does not lie— not be- cause it is forbidden, but because his nature is in accord with the divine law. God give us "men of truth," whose plighted word is as good as any bond and to whom all falseness, trickery and corruption are abominations. These words, spoken recently by a distinguished political leader, are worthy of everlasting remembrance : ' ' I believe we should go back to those days when men were measured by their integrity, by their fidelity and not by the standard of wealth. A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches. And I would that that quotation from Solomon might find a lodgment in the heart of Public Men and Morals. (54 every man elected to a public office, so that no matter what temptation came, no matter what ad- vantage might be offered to him as a reward for departure from the path of duty, he would re- member that nothing that could be bestowed by an interested party would be equal to the reward that he would find in the consciousness of having ".'ell performed his duty." Let a man be ambi- tious, if only his ambition shall not lead him to be false. "Climb, but with honor." is a motto which our public men might adopt with advan- tage to themselves. The "man of truth" is greater than any Croesus who has builded his fortune dishonestly. Can you think of one higher than the "Man of Nazareth"? His proudest distinction was this— "I am the truth." 'Be true to yourself and it will follow as the night the day. thou canst not be false to any man." Finally, "men hating unjust gain" is an indispensable qualification. Greed of gold is our curse. It penetrates with its poison our whole civilization. And so it has come to pass that public office is sought as a source of reve- nue only. The average politician wants office, not as a public trust, but as a "private snap." The office is used not for the benefit of the peo- ple, but for the benefil of the holder. The office of Publican anions the Jews was a position 'farmed out." so that the Publican, in order to reimburse himself, robbed the people. Is not something akin to that the state of affairs in our own country? Men spend so much money in getting the office thai they use the office to their »')■") Public Men and Morals. own advantage and profit. Has public office no higher meaning than to make it pay some pov- erty-stricken individual? "Public office is a public trust" is a catch phrase until we have some high examples of its meaning in public life. Office is opportunity— opportunity open- ed to do something that shall be helpful to hu- manity. It is an open door of service. It is an honor which demands the sacred discharge of its duties and responsibilities. "Noblesse obligi . " Public Men and Morals. HH The Ministry of Warnings* An address delivered after the assassination of a prom- inent politician when the reputation of the State was dis- honored by a foul crime. It has been said: "To the warning word no man has respect, only to the flattering and prom- ising is his attention directed." None the less true and divine is the ministry of warnings. " hey are the uplifted hand of God to stay the mad march of humanity: they are the divine signals of danger— the red light of heaven giv- ing notice of peril ahead; they are angels of mercy with the message "beware" on their lips. Every pain warns us against disease; every disorder warns us against its cause; every wrecked life wains us against sin. We live in a world of warnings, each one of which pro- claims the protecting love of that heavenly her who is not willing that any man or na- tion should perish, and. therefore, sends the warning before the woe. the flash before the fall. "Earth has scarcely an acre that does not remind us of actions that have long preceded our own. and its clustering tombstones loom up like reefs of the eternal shore to show us where so many human barks have struck and gone down." Tin- ministry of warnings is one of the ways in which God shows himself to be still living and interested in the welfare of His children. In every warning Me is s^yin^ to us: "I am watching for you. Here is danger: avoid it. There is a yawning chasm; halt. There are 67 Ministry of Warni bleached and whitened bones all along- the way upon which you are about to enter: beware. There is death in the cup ; do not put it to your lips." Blessed is the man who hears this voice and gives heed to its message. For him, it is yet time to save the day, to turn threatened defeat into triumphant victory. In my address to-night I shall speak of the ministry of warnings in its bearing upon the State we love, and in whose soil we hope some day peacefully to rest. It seems to me that our present political con- dition, and the causes which have brought it about, constitute a warning against unrighteous leadership, unrighteous partisanship, unright- eous methods and unrighteous indifference on the part of Christian citizens; a warning, I say, as conspicuous and clear as even the articulate voice of God himself could have made it. The happenings of the past few weeks as imperative- ly call upon us to halt in the path we are tread- ing as if some trumpet-tongued angel of heaven had issued the order. We have seen, as never before, the outworking of party passion ; we have seen to what desperate measures greed of office will drive men; we have seen the results of corrupt political methods written in blood; Ave have seen a State government severed in twain before our very eyes ; we have read in the press of the country the story of our disgrace and humiliation; we have been put upon so lofty a pinnacle of shame that we have been unable to escape the gaze of our remotest neigh- TUinistry of Warnings. 68 bors — surely this bitter experience is a warning against further political transgression. News therefore, be wise, O ye kings : Be instructed, ye judges of the earth. Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice with trembling; Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, For His wrath will soon be kindled. 1. It is the ministry of these warnings to eall us back to God, for all our trouble lias sprung from our forgetfulness of God. In the abuse of the ballot, in the resort to trickery and intimidation, in the attempt to bribe, in the crim- ination and recrimination of our journalists, in the ruthless trampling under foot of or- der and decency — in these and other par- ticulars we have been dishonoring God, for eve- ry transgression and disobedience of the State is open rebellion against the divine govern- ment. The Psalmist recognizes this truth when he represents the wickedness of nations as an at- tempt to cast off the authority of God. "The kings of the earth set themselves and the rulers take counsel together against the Lord and against His anointed, saying, Let us break their bands asunder and cast away their cords from us." Every such effort brings its consequences of disaster and grief. "He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh; the Lord shall have them in derision. Then shall He speak unto them in His wrath and vex them in His sore displeas- ure.'" Who can adequately express the awful meaning involved in the simple phrase— "for- getting God"? As says another. "God forgot- ten is God ignored; God ignored is God doubt- gg Ministry of Warnings. ed;.God doubted is God denied; God denied is sooner or later God detested." Let us be warn- ed in time. Let us come back to simple faith in honesty, purity and justice. We have tasted some of the fruits of political wrong-doing ; let us now ' ' turn unto the Lord, who will have mercy, and unto our God, who will abundantly pardon." There is heart-rending tragedy in the slow and grad- ual withdrawal of God from a people who by their wickedness have declared "We will not have the Lord to reign over us." Canon Farrar describes the Jewish conception of this widen- ing breach. "God had spoken to them (the Jews said) face to face, as to Adam in Para- dise; then only by the Urim; then only by dreams; then only by prophets; then only by the vague uncertainties of the daughter of a voice, which was but to the few an intelligible utterance, to the many but an articulate roll- ing of the distant thunder peal." 0! my friends, it is possible by our continuance in wickedness to make the clear voice of God to us an awful silence or only the "far-off roll of the retreating thunder." And the last condition is that of blank, horrible materialism in which man is no better than the brute which perish- eth. 2. We have been warned not only by the actual occurrences of recent days, but as Avell through an aroused political conscience. The very shame we have been able to feel is a warn- ing against further transgression, for every new offense means less susceptibility to the beauty Ministry of Warnings. 70 of truth and the binding force of righteousness. It is not yet too late to recover our self-respect, for we can still blush for our sins, we can still feel the sting of conscience, we can still recog- nize the awful disparity between that which is and that which ought to be. Thank God, we have not become so bad as to be content in our badness. Not yet have we become wholly im- pervious to the demands of decency and justice. This very prodding of conscience is a warn- ing against continuance in our evil ways. The danger consists in the death of conscience. "'When there is any hope for a wound it contin- ues to give pain, but when it has mortified, the pain ceases." Even so ceases the throb of a conscience which is sleeping and dead. "For," in the strong language of a modern writer, "'either its voice grows fainter and fainter as the voice of temptation grows louder and louder or becoming hateful by its reiterated condem- nation, it so inflames the sinner's anger that he deliberately silence-s, chokes and murders it. And then lie is let alone. His conscience will cease to torment him. and then he may go on for years and years, filling to the brim the cup of his ini- quity: for years and years he may be dishonest, a drunkard, an adulterer, a blasphemer and never once boar again the voice be lias stifled. Nay more, he may. such is the mystery of ini- quity and because it is < tod 's decree that the more we know of sin. tbe less we feel its real nature. he may actually substitute for conscience an- other voice; ;i voice not true, but lying: a voice thai palliates, that excuses, that encourages, that 7] Ministry of Warnings. whispers continually, 'Peace, peace,' when there is no peace. And this is the most perilous of all. It comes to all in proportion to their guiltiness, in proportion to their insincerity." The history of the individual is the history of the State and nation. May God save us from a seared con- science ! Let any punishment befall rather than that, for with the death of conscience, all hope dies, and the mourners may well go about the streets. What is physical death in comparison? Truly the king is dead, when such an awful catastrophe becomes history. 3. The warnings of God, let us remember, are not generally attended with noises and voices. Their tread is not heard. They give forth no thunder to announce their presence. Of the warning given to Jerusalem to which we have referred, we read— "there, before the Savior's gaze of tears, lay a city, splendid appa- rently—and in peace, and destined to enjoy an- other half century of existence. And the day was a common day: the hour a common hour; no thunder was throbbing in the blue, uncloud- ed sky; no deep voices of departing deities were rolling through the golden doors, and yet- soundless to mortal ears in the nnrippled air of eternity— the knell of her destiny had begun to toll, and in the voiceless dialect of heaven, the fiat of her doom had been pronounced, and in that realm which knoweth and needeth not any light save the light of God, the sun of her moral existence had gone down while it yet was day." And so our warning — the. warning to our State — has not come to us with supernat- Jvinistry of Warnings. 72 lira! manifestations, but rather in the nature of intimations and tendencies. The single thread of flame gives warning that the house will be destroyed; that slight flame is the beginning of a mighty conflagra- tion : and so recent happenings are tendencies to warn us against inevitable ruin unless these tendencies are checked. "A physical accident, a criminal ambition, a misinterpreted dispatch, the changing of a word, the stumbling of a horse, have influenced the fortune of nations." An assassin's bullet is enough to startle us from our lethargy. It is the outcome of a political and moral condition which may well give us pause. It is a symptom, but a symptom which proclaims a dangerous disease. We dare not look upon it as insignificant when our indiffer- ence to its meaning or our heed of its message may change the whole current of our political history for better or worse. Further, our very privileges are our warn- ings. When one stands upon a lofty eminence, he must needs beware lest he stumble and fall. High places are dangerous places. This is the lesson of Capernaum. "And thou, Capernaum, shalt thou be exalted unto heaven ? Thou shalt go down unto hades: for if the mighty works had been done in Sodmn which were done in thee, it would have remained until this day." O. thou who art lifted high on the pinnacle of privilege, understand thy duties and respon- sibilities, else thou shalt he cast down into sharae and defeat. He who wears a crown must meet the demands of thai crown, or it should be 73 Ministry of Warnings. snatched from his brow. He who wears the pur- ple of royalty must show himself worthy of the royal household, or expulsion will be his just doom. To know one's privileges, to recognize the duties thereby imposed, to walk worthy of one's high vocation— this is to preserve his hon- ors untarnished, to maintain his eminence with- out molestation. But alas ! our very exaltation too often be- comes the agent of our overthrow. Our prosper- ity proves our curse. Think of Jerusalem— "if thou hadst known, even thou, at least, in this thy day, the things which belong unto thy peace, but now they are hid from thine eyes." What a high place was that upon which Jerusalem was planted, seemingly forever ! But she knew not the meaning of "noblesse oblige" — high posi- tion demands service. And so the great Patriot sobs over her coming doom. 'It was as when a traveler stands on some great misty mountain top — longing to gaze on the magnificent expanse of city, and plain, and river, and the rippling sea — and for one mo- ment, through one great rent of the enshrouding mist, he looks on a fairy vision, bathed in sun- light and overarched with iris — but almost be- fore he has seen it, the rent in the mist is closed once more and ragged and gray the clouds roll up, and he is alone, and miserable, and chilled and disenchanted. Even so was it with that momentary glimpse of the possible Jerusalem; it was. also, but a vanishing 'might have been.' " She refused to be warned by her opportunities and privileges. Ministry of Warnings. 74 And is not Kentucky exalted unto heaven in the wealth of her opportunities, in her splen- did position among the States of this Union? Is there a more favored country in the world ? What a splendid history is her heritage! Churches, schools, libraries and all the facilities of culture are hers. Nothing is wanting to give her the leading place in the future history of our republic. Immortal names and deeds are ever before her as inspiration to high endeavor. In the language of one of Kentucky's poets: Hail to the Queen, the fairest and the best That ever yet has reigned in this wide West, That from her royal mother's mountain bound, Came through, to grace and glorify the ground. Hail to the Queen ! who on this frowning wild, Looked with her sun-lit eyes until it smiled ; Who, in the darkness of a land unknown, Built up the golden splendor of her throne. God save the Queen ; who shows her right to reign, By royal flow of blood and strength of brain ; Who rules and leads and keeps her forward way Toward the endless light of endless day. But like Jerusalem, she must know "the things which belong unto her peace" -she must be worthy of her crown— else her golden throne will be "no more durable barrier against the encroachments of misery than are a babe's sand heaps to stay the mighty march of the Atlantic tide." Ths actual Kentucky of to-day reminds us of a Queen who has forgotten her right to reign, and lias cast aside her crown as a worth- less bauble. We have forgotten that the price of true enthronement is the worship of the High- est, the reverence of truth and righteousness. --, Ministry of Warnings. Our pre-eminence otherwise is only a pageant with no enduring foundation. Let us be warned by the history of States and Nations who have mistaken prominence for real power. Listen to the thundering roll of prophetic doom concerning Jerusalem, beauti- ful for situation" and once "the joy of the whole earth." "How art thou fallen from heaven, day star, son of the morning ! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst lay low the nations. And thou saidst in thine heart: I will ascend into heaven. I will exalt my throne above the stars of God; and I will sit upon the mount of congregation, in the utter- most parts of the world. I will ascend above the heights of the clouds. I will be like the Most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the uttermost parts of the pit." Our salva- tion is in giving heed to the warning voices of history. Capernaum and Jerusalem say to us : "Beware of high privilege that forgets duty. It is but a mockery and delusion." France's reign of terror says to us: "Beware of great- ness that has not its foundation in goodness." Rome says to us— the once crowned mistress of the world— "beware of power that forgets the All-Powerful." Greece says to us: "Be- ware of intellect without holiness, beauty with- out purity, eloquence without conscience, art without religion, insight without love. They are but blossoms whose root and life are in the cor- ruption of the grave." May God save Ken- tucky from the doom of those States and na- tions who knew not their "day of grace"— and Ministry of Warnings. 76 who. failing to meet the demands of their lofty privileges fall into the abysmal depths which they themselves had prepared. Kentucky can never be the same again. And then cometh a mist and a weeping rain, And life is never the same again. She must be better or worse. God has called upon her to halt and consider. She has been summoned by the ministry of warnings to re- member her dignity and her duty. She must lay aside her sack cloth and ashes to put on the royal purple or resign herself to the domination of those evil forces and principles which must prove her moral ruin. Let us pray that a re- generated Kentucky shall come forth from this baptism of shame and sin. Shall not our calva- ry be made our throne even as was true of Him who rules us from his cross? Our smiting may yet prove our healing. m -- Ministry of Warnings. The Imperialism of the Gospel An address delivered during the political campaign of 1900, when the battle-cry of one party was: '•Imperialism the paramount issue." The whole fabric of Christianity rests on the monarchy of Jesus Christ. His authority is sacred and supreme. His crown fits no other brow, nor can His sceptre be swayed by another hand. He exacts unquestioning obedience. If we fail, it is for His grace, and not our merit, to make good the deficiency. He accepts no di- vided allegiance; therefore, unconditional sur- render is the proof of our loyalty. His rule is as impartial as the shining of the sun; hence there is no favoritism in His king- dom. In His church no officer exercises authori- ty save in His name; no ordinance exists save by His appointment; no terms of fellowship are permissible save with His approval. His sway is autocratic, absolute, imperial. There is no title indicative of authority, from which has been eliminated injustice, cruelty and wicked- ness, which may not be applied in sober truth to the author of Christianity. The claims of Pontiff, King, Emperor, Sov- ereign, are insignificant in the presence of an authority which, although supreme, has brought only happiness, peace and blessing to all who have yielded to its sway. In the words, acts trial and death of Jesus, we behold everywhere and always this imperial dignity and power; and Mis very cross lias become the throne from -i, Imperialism of the Gospel. which shine forth undimmed the majesty and splendor of His dominion. We are to consider to-night, first, the extent and character of our Lord's empire. It is not within the purpose of this address to discuss the reign of Christ over worlds of which we know not, and over beings whose presence is invisible. We will not explore the meaning of that won- derful declaration which comes like the mighty music of the ocean, from depths which have never been fathomed— that declaration which reads: 'For by Him were all things created that are in Heaven and that are in earth, visi- ble and invisible, whether they be thrones or dominions, or principalities, or powers: All things were created by Him, and for Him. And He is before all things, and by Him all things consist," We are concerned now to know the character and extent of His earthly empire. He claims dominion over all men, and over all things with which humanity has to do. A marked characteristic of the religion of Jesus is its universality. "Go into all the world"— this is the commission which the church has received from her Lord. The earthly boundaries of this empire of the Christ are defined by the world of mankind— the domain of thp human race. His sceptre is co-extensive with man's pres- ence on the globe. "Ask of me and I will give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy posses- sion." The program of Christianity is interna- tional, intercontinental, and all-inclusive in its tremendous sweep and purpose. Imperialism <. Every time of trial is a day of judg- ment, 'lie is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgmenl seat." As a nation, we have been weighed in the balance; we have had to choose between indifference and the eager 103 Battle Hymn of the RepuWi espousal of a righteous cause, between mercena- ry considerations and the cry of justice, be- tween commercial self-interest and the love of righteousness and fair play. Thank God, we have not been found wanting. Tho we love jewels and gold in store, Sir Knight, we love honor and virtue more. And as individuals, it may be that our hearts are to be tried. God grant we may not be put To too severe a test. But if our country needs us; if we are called upon to choose between the comforts of home and a call to the front, let us say: Oh, be swift my soul to answer Him, be jubilant my feet. 4. The Christliness of Self-sacrifice— "In the beauty of the lilies. ' ' What was that glory in His bosom? The glory of self-sacrifice. It transfigures every life it touches. It transfig- ured His life and changed His cross into a throne. "To die to make men free" is the holiest sacrifice of which humanity is capable, if free- dom can be secured better by death than life. Life should be valued as a precious gift of God— too precious to be squandered, too pre- cious to be wasted on dissipation; but so cheap that any holy cause may have it for the asking. The patriot says, if the voice of duty bids him to the front: battle Hymn of the. Republic. ](l4 Let me pass, when life her light withdraws, Not void of righteous self-applause, Not in a merely selfish cause — In some good cause, not in mine own. To perish, wept for, honored, known, And like a warrior overthrown. Whose eyes are dim wilh glorious tears, When soiled with noble dust, he hears His country's war cry thrill his ears; Then dying of a mortal stroke, What time the foeman's line is broke, And all the war is rolled in smoke. The blood which lias been shed in the cause of liberty is holy. No life laid on the altar of freedom has ever been sacrificed in vain. 5. The ultimate victory of the right— "He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat." I believe that the stars in their courses will fight on the side of righteousness. The nature of righteousness makes it uncon- querable. We have a united people. AVe have one flag, whose every star shines out a clear and lumin- ous purpose. AYe have a righteous cause. God has placed Excalibur in our hands. On the one side is graven, "Take me." on the other "Cast me away. " The meaning is plain, "Take thou and strike"— the time to cast away shall be when its righteous work shall have been accomplished. God grant that it may then be sheathed forever. and that Peace may be the guardian saint of our republic. Peace beginning to be Deep as the sleep of the sea, When the stars their faces glass In its blue tranquillity : w ]Q5 Battle II u in n of the Republic. Hearts of men upon earth Never once still from their birth. To rest as the wild waters rest, With the colors of heaven on their breast Love, which is sunlight of peace, Age by age to increase, Till angers and hatred are dead And sorrow and death shall cease. "Peace on earth and good will ! Souls that are gentle and still." Hear the first music of this Par off, infinite bliss I Battle Hymn of the Republic. l(j(j Our Heroic Dead* An address delivered during the progress of the Span- ish-American war when the sons of the South and the son.; of the North alike surrendered life on the altar of freedom's Our blessings, in one way or another, are asso- ciated with suffering. We may not lightly re- joice in the rich inheritance that is ours to-day. for it was paid for in tears, and toils, and blood. "Other men have labored, and we have entered into their labors." There is genuine pathos in the progress of the world. Each generation has gone forward through the self-sacrifice of pre- ceding generations. The stepping-stones by which we mount are the lives of men patiently surrendered for the sake of truth, for the sake of the future. The greater number are unknown and forgotten. Some man steps forward, and, as another puts it, "utters the decisive word in a supreme fashion, and then fades away into darkness, after having represented for a min- ute, in the light of a flash, the people and God." Self-sacrifice is at the root of all that is fairest and best among the sons of men. It alone has given to us an undying literature. 'If the He- brew race had not pierced its heart with the ter- rible griefs of life, the Psalms would not have been written; if Dante had not walked the soli- tary path-of exile and climbed the lonely stairs. there would have been no divine comedy." The highest art is sprinkled with blood. Pain, and labor, and weeping, and death have enriched the K.7 Our Heroic Dead soil from which have sprung the graces, and achievements, and glory of this marvelous age. The old story of Curtius fitly represents the method of the world's advancement. There was a great gulf suddenly opened in the city of Rome. How should it be filled? The Oracle made answer: "That which is most precious to Home must be surrendered." And so the people brought their wine, and their wheat, and their jewels, but still the gulf yawned and cried for more. Finally Curtius threw himself into the abyss, saying: "That which is most pre- cious to Rome is Rome's manhood." The gulf was closed, and the city was saved. And so the world has time and again found itself halted in its advancing life. The yawning gulf, rejfre- senting the difficulties and obstacles of progress, has given pause to the marching army. And then manhood has thrown itself into the chasm, and the way is made smooth, and the world's life ^oes forward another league. Who docs not honor this spirit of self-sacri- fice? Whose heart-beats are not quickened as he reads of those who have not "counted their lives deai' unto themselves" when the voice of duty has summoned? Such examples should be the most sacred treasure of the nation's life. They speak silently and eloquently of con- science, of principle, of faith in all things high; they cause us to breathe an atmosphere that has no tincture of self-interest, but comes from the everlasting hills of (iod. They make us to feel that the brightest crown that can be placed upon the brow of man is woven, not of flowers gath- Our Heroic Dead. 108 ered from the fields of pleasure, but rather woven of the thorns that pierced the. brow of the Son of God; they lift life out of the com- monplace and bid it flame with the light of hero- ism; they reveal to us by contrast the littleness of soul which clings to life, when God calls for the smoke of sacrifice to rise from His altar: There are times when a man must die. Imagine, for a battle-cry From soldiers, with a sword to hold — From soldiers, with the flag unrolled — The coward's whine, this liar's lie, A man uinst live. A brilliant thinker has said: "If I read God's history aright, civilization and Christian- ity have not come from the survival of the fittest, but by the sacrifice of the best. What puny human intelligence dares to assert that the blood of Lexington was not sacred, even as the blood of Calvary. Warren at Bunker Hill, Baker at Ball's Bluff; Bagley at Cardenas, all gloriously died to hasten the coming of God's kingdom on earth!" The blood of Calvary has a sacredness all its own, but surely no man has ever laid down his life for a high and holy cause who has not entered into fellowship with the greatest martyr of all the ages. And so to-night we would honor the men who have died for Cuba. Theirs is the glory of self-sacrifice. Theirs is the death of he- roes. Theirs is the sleep of the brave. In their death they have become transfigured — no longer men of flesh and blood, but immortal spirits in lo'.l Our Heroic Dead. the Valhalla of the world. In falling, they have risen to grander heights; in dying, they have won i ni mortality. All of us fee] the pathos of such passing away. It is hard to die away from home. Some- how we long for the presence of those we love. We wish our last look to be upon faces that have become endeared to us by the sacred associations of childhood. We crave the touch of hands that have toiled and struggled for our happiness. We long to meet eyes that have more than once shed tears of affection as they have thought of us. as they have prayed for us every step in the way of life. There is nothing more natural than this longing for mother and home. Our hearts would be hard, indeed, did they not re- spond to this tender incident, which one of the l>apers reported at the time of its occurrence: "At Siboney, the hospital surgeon told Scanlon lie had an hour to live. He laughed back, 'I'll live to get back to my mother, and ask her for- giveness for running away.' He did. and died with his head on her breast last night." I imagine that that mother did not give to her boy opportunity to ask for forgiveness. I imagine that one like unto the Son of man was near that death-scene and perchance said to that mother's heart "He that loseth his life shall find it." Our hearts ache as we re;id this description of the night after the terrible fighting of July 1st, before Santiago. "Our troops bivouacked on the ground they had taken so gallantly, but it was stained with the blood of many brave men. Stricken homes and saddened lives had been left Our Heroic Dead. 1 lo behind, and many a brave boy lay sleeping with the dew of death upon his beardless face and curling lock, while mother or sweetheart far away lay dreaming of him, all unconscious that he had given his life to his country." "Who shall say that they did not have the companion- ship of those immortal spirits who "through faith wrought righteousness, stopped the mouths of lions, put to flight the armies of the aliens, and out of weakness were made strong"? Perhaps the invisible host of departed heroes pitched their unseen tents on this moon-lit field of death. Let us think of the dew of that night as the tender kiss of God upon those lips that were blanched by death. Certainly there is pathos in the thought of sleeping in an unknown grave. Many of our brave boys will rest in such graves. May the sod grow green above them! Every one of them deserves the epitaph cut upon the slab which marks the resting place of a nameless soldier in the Southland. 'Ttis name is unknown, but he fought for what he believed was right, and God will give rest to his tired body, and peace to his brave heart." It little matters that their names are not known. They belong to that great company of the anonymous whose deeds are their enduring monuments. Unknown though they be. they are not unhonored. Although tin 1 ground in which they sleep has not been blessed by priestly hands or priestly prayers, the blood they have shed for freedom has made their rest- ing place holy ground, and the God who notes the Fall (it every sparrow will not forgel his ] ] ] Our Heroic Die,'. heroes. These unknown graves, no less than others which have been marked by loving hands, have their sacred ministry. Have you ever thought of this sacred ministry — the ministry of graves? They have no audible speech or lan- guage, but who has not heard their voice? To each heart they come with a silent message- now speaking of the vanity of earthly things and the sweetness of rest, or again inviting us to thoughts of the great hereafter. But the graves of heroes stir our souls to mighty aspira- tions — Thinking of the heroic dead The young from slothful couch will start. And vow with lifted hands outspread, Like them to act a noble part. And so — The graves of the dead with the grass overgrown May yet prove the footstool of liberty's throne. We honor to-night the spirit of seH'-sacrifice which animated the hearts of these men, so ad- mirably expressed in the dying words of Capt. Gridley, "The battle of Manila killed me, but I would do it again." We honor unselfishness as it shines in the words of the dying Captain Al- lyn K. Capron, of the Rough Riders. "Don't mind me, boys; go on with the fighting." We honor that magnificent loyalty to duty which led these men and their living comrades as well, to do the thing bidden uncomplainingly and cheerfully with danger and death confronting them— "theirs not to reason why; theirs but to do and die", that devotion to duty which did not hesi- tate, but answered the country's call with the Our Heroic Dead. 112 ringing declaration, "Here am I, send me." We honor the self-forgetfulness of that unknown soldier of the 9th New York Regiment, who was shot through the head, on the first day at San Juan, and who said to his comrades, when they offered him water to slake his burning thirst, "I'm the 9th, too, and I'm dying. Keep your water; you'll need it up in the firing line where you belong. They want you there, but I'm done. ' ' But I need not further enumerate these in- cidents, for the papers have recited them, and others like them, until we have been made proud of our humanity— disfigured by sin, but still di- vine; walking on the earth, but breathing the atmosphere of the skies. I do not need to eulo- gize the patriotism of our heroes. Their blood has given a richer color to the red in our flag. They have given new meaning to those words of Henry "Ward Beecher: "This nation has a banner, the symbol of liberty. Not another flag on the globe has such an errand, or goes forth upon the sea carrying everywhere, the world around, such hope to the captive, and such glo- rious tidings. And wherever this flag comes, and men believe in it ; they see in its sacred emblaz- oning no ramping lion and no fierce eagle, no embattled castles or insignia of imperial au- thority; they see the symbols of light. It is the banner of dawn." They have helped carry its light to the oppressed, and those who have sat in darkness have seen in its ample folds the sheen and shine of liberty. Certainly there has been no more touching incident published than 1 1 :{ Our Heroic Dead. that given in Edward Marshall's "Recollec- tions." May I read it? "There is one incident of the day which shines out in my memory above all the others now as I lie in a New York hospital writing. It occurred at the field hospital. About a dozen of us were lying there. A continual chorus of moans rose through the tree branches overhead. The surgeons, with hands and bared arms drip- ping, and clothes literally saturated with blood, were straining every nerve to prepare the wound- ed for the journey down to Siboney. Behind me lay Captain McClintock, with his lower leg bones literally ground to powder. He bore his pain as gallantly as he bad led his men, and that is saying much. I think Maj. Brodie was also there. It was a doleful group. Amputation and death stared its members in their gloomy faces. "Suddenly a voice started softly: My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing. ' ' Other voices took it up : Land where my fathers died, Land of — the — Pilgrim's — pride. "The quivering, quavering chorus, punctuat- ed by groans and made spasmodic by pain, trembled up from that little group of wounded Americans in the midst of the Cuban solitude— the pluckiest, most heartfelt song that human beings ever sang. "There was one voice that did not keep up with the others. It was so weak that I did not hear it until all the rest had finished the line: Our Heroic Dead. 114 Let freedom ring. Then, halting, struggling, faint, it repeated slowly : Land — of — the — Pilgrim's — pride, Let Freedom — ' ' The last word was a woeful cry. One more son has died as died the fathers. ' ' These men died in order to help make true the ideals of America— the inalienable right to be free ; opportunity to develop individual life in harmony with its constitution; fair play be- tween government and people no less than be- tween man and man; the bringing of hope to every son of man who is willing to work and to think. They died to carry the gospel of free America to those who know not its glorious pri- vileges and blessings— what it means for mind and manhood and national life. Not in vain have they enriched the soil of Cuba and the is- lands of the sea with their hearts' best blood. The blood of heroes is the seed from which shall spring the mighty harvest of liberty. The Gol- gothas and the Calvaries have not been in vain. They have been the milestones along the way of human progress. "Brothers," cried one who felt the glory of the coming time, "the man who dies here dies in the radiance of the future, and we shall enter a tomb all filled with dawn." It is the future to which our heroes have made the contribution of their blood, and the future will be made brighter and better through the costly sacrifice they have made. No blood shed for progress, for truth, for reason, for civiliza- tion can be wasted. It is vital. It is germinal. [15 Our Heroic Dead. And so we can but believe that out of all this sacrifice — springing from the graves of these brave men— shall come the fulfillment of the dream of the poet, Joaquin Miller, penned eigh- teen years ago, the prophecy and dream of Cuba f/ee. Behold his vision and hear his song: She shall rise, as rose Columbus, From his chains, from shame and wrong, Rise as morning, matchless, wondrous, Rise as some rich morning song — Rise a ringing song and story, Valor, love, personified ; Stars and stripes espouse her glory, Love and liberty allied. The people who forget their heroes will in turn be forgotten ; ' ' they will ingloriously per- ish from the face of the earth." We have no ruined castles; no churches and tombs that can be called ancient; no monuments whose founda- tions have been laid in the dust of buried cen- turies. We have no shrines hallowed by age to which travelers from distant lands repair that they may commune with venerable greatness. We have a richer treasure by far. We have our heroes. Surely poetry may find subject-matter for a great and deathless song in reciting their deeds and glorifying the spirit in man from which such deeds have sprung. There is no grander theme than the death of man for man. These are the men who belong to the true order of nobility, an order which passing king and changing customs can not change, for it is founded on character. All honor to our uncor- onated and untitled noblemen. I share with Carlyle in a profound admiration for the hero Our Heroic Dead. 110 -the man who steps to the front and does ad- mirable things from which lesser mortals shrink back affrighted. "If we ourselves be valets, there shall exist no hero for us; we shall not know the hero when we see him." We reveal our own nobleness in the recognition of nobility in others. But we must turn from our dead to take up the daily tasks of life. I hope we have paused long enough to catch inspiration from their noble sacrifice. Unworthy as is our tribute, it is the sincere expression of love and admiration. As we think of them to-night, beautiful in death, we feel like calling the roll, and as their voices are forever stilled, we will answer as each name is uttered— "dead on the field of honor"— the field of the cloth of gold. 117 Our Heroic Dead. Divine Presence in Political History An address delivered at the close of the Spanish- American war. There are those who say, in the condescend- ing language of a certain character in fiction, "After all, something must be offered persons who are down in the world — the barefooted, the stragglers for existence and the wretched; and so they are offered pure legends — chimeras — the soul-immortality — paradise — the stars — to swal- low. They chew that and put it on their dry bread. The man who has nothing, has God, and that is something at any rate. God is good for the plebs. " If this were so then history would be but the dry narration of meaningless facts, and men and events would be fulfilling no pur- pose. If there be no controlling, directing and governing intelligence in the world, then the mightiest work of man only happens to have re- lations with the future, and the great men of past ages are only accidents of the time and the hour. Says a distinguished historian, "Gib- bon, seated among the ruins of the capitol and contemplating its august remains, owned the intervention of a supreme destiny. He saw it ; he felt it; in vain would he avert his eyes. Should not we discern amidst the great ruins of humanity that Almighty Hand which a man of noble genius, one who had never bent the knee to Christ, perceived amid the scattered fragments of the monuments of Romulus, the sculptured marbles of Aurelius and the trophies l]!t i', inn Presena in Political History. of Trajan— and shall we not confess it to be the hand of God?" It is the folly of superficialism and wickedness to ignore God. Never a daisy that grows l!ut a mystery guideth the growing; Never a river that flows. But a majesty scepters the flowing. God is in humanity, evermore working through humanity the fulfillment of his bene- ficent purpose concerning the world. Carlyle declares: "For the faith in an Invisible, Un- namable, God-like, present everywhere in all that we see and work and suffer, is the essence of all faith whatsoever; and that once denied, or still worse, asserted with the lips only, and out of bound prayerbooks only, what other thing remains believable?" History becomes animated, the dry bones live, when one hears the stately steppings of Al- mighty God down through the centuries. Oth- erwise it is sterile, barren. The breath of Saha- ra sweeps over the plain of Death. But belief in God is not only necessary in order to give history a purpose and meaning; it alone makes national or individual life worth living. It is admirable to hear "the man of iron and blood" — Bismarck — saying: "When I have felt as though I would throw off this life like a dirty shirt, the saving thought has always come that belief in God makes it worth while to live." If there is no one who cares; if there is no one who is using our feeble endeavors for some worthy purpose ; if there is no one who is fitting these lives of ours into some worthy de- Divine Presence in Political History. 120 sign, then of what value is life? And so of na- tional history. Either the nation is an instru- ment of a higher power for loftier ends, or there is no reason for its continued existence. Its na- tional life is worthless. Its battles are murder, and its greatest deeds have no value beyond the passing moment. Why should soldiers die for a cause, when that cause may not, as accident shall determine, be related to the future welfare 'of mankind? If there be no controlling intelligence, what ■guarantee is there that the blood shed to-day for liberty shall not be wasted and futile? To fight for truth, for liberty, for righteousness, is to fight for the future, but what assurance have we that the future shall claim its inheritance if there be no superior wisdom to overrule our -endeavors and bring them to this consumma- ' tion ? The facts of history, as well, force upon us the recognition of God. As Victor Hugo shows. Chance cannot explain Waterloo. He asks, 1 Was it possible for Napoleon to win the battle ? We answer in the negative. Why? On account •of Wellington, on account of Blucher ? No; on account of God. Bonaparte, victor at Waterloo, did not harmonize with the nineteenth centu- ry." A little rain delayed Napoleon and gave Blucher opportunity to come up; the hollow way of Ohain. hidden from Napoleon, notwithstand- ing bis careful scanning of the field, into which plunged the Imperial Guard; Napoleon's guide deceiving him. Bulow's guide enlightening him 12] Divine Presence in Political History. — these are small things, but if they be chance r "Eternal God did guide that chance." The stars in their courses fought against Sisera. God was in the shadow, and the Al- mighty Hand could use the little as well as the great to fulfil his purpose. In view of the tremendous results of AVater- loo, it was more than accident that on the af- ternoon of a summer day a peasant boy said to a Prussian in the wood, "Go this way and not that." Likewise, in our war with Spain there are these little incidents which speak of providen- tial interference. A writer has called attention to some of these: "The storms which at this, season are common in the Caribbean Sea, and one of which might have dispersed if not de- stroyed the American fleet, were conspicuously absent. It was not American strategy that delay- ed the rainy season in Cuba. The events which left Dewey no option but to sail into the harbor of Manila after the Spanish fleet are as signifi- cant as his decisive victory when he found it. Events wholly beyond our control might have thwarted our best endeavors; events wholly be- yond our control have co-operated with us." We cannot explain these things on the principle of chance. We acknowledge the finger of God. It is in vain that we try to get rid of the thought of divine interposition in the affairs of men. In a re- cent speech of Mr. Henry Watterson he asks, "Why should Washington, the Virginia planter,, be chosen to lead the Continental armies? Why Franklin the representative of the colonies in Divine Presence in Political History. ] 22* London and Paris?" He adds: "Philosophers may argue as they will and rationalism may draw its conclusions, but the mysterious Power unexplained by either has, from the beginning of time, ruled the destinies of man." Surely, the recognition of God is reasonable. There is an in- telligence greater than ours which is ever guiding men and nations, bringing to pass results not dreamed of in our philosophy. "The Americans did not take up arms at Lexington to achieve the independence of the American colonies; nor did General Anderson reply to the guns trained on Fort Sumter in or- der to abolish American slavery. Four years after we had officially and in the strongest terms disavowed all purpose of interfering with slavery, slavery was abolished by constitutional amendment." Who is it, what is it that brings out these vaster issues? What brings to pass these larger results? So, we started out to free Cuba, but Providence has given us territory of which we did not dream, bidding us destroy Spanish misrule in all her colonies. Because this recognition of God is reasona- ble it is manly. It is an evidence of intellectual vigor rather than superstition. AVe are told that one of the greatest conquerors of modern history, Gustavus Adolphus, the "Lion of the North," with all his troops bent his knee to God Almighty before he rushed victorious into bat- tle. Washington did not think it weakness to acknowledge Almighty God in a public address at Annapolis just before resigning his sword to Congress. * If my conduct lias merited the con- l')'.i Divine Presence in Political Histoi i. fidenee of my fellow citizens and has been in- strumental in obtaining for my country the bless- ings of peace and freedom I owe it to that Su- preme Being who guides the hearts of all, who has so signally interposed his aid in every stage of the contest, and who has graciously been pleased to bestow on me the greatest of earthly rewards, the approbation and affection of a free people." The creators of the Constitution, it has been well said, never dreamed of the wretched demagogism which has discovered that it is unconstitutional to recognize the existence and the kindness of Deity. Let us recognize and bow before "That un- seen Hand back of human affairs that shifts the scenery and thrusts the actors on and off the historic stage." Divine Presence in Political History. 124 Anarchy* An address delivered at the Auditorium, Louisville, on the occasion of the assassination of President McKinley. The man who can think indifferently of the shameful shooting of the President of his coun- try, in whose breast flames no hot indignation, and from whose heart proceeds no sympathy, needs to pray with passionate fervor the prayer of the Psalmist : ' ' Create within me a clean heart, God, and renew a right spirit within me. ' ' With few abnormal and monstrous excep- tions, we can all say to the stricken man in Buffalo : Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee, Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears Are all with thee — are all with thee. Perish our political jealousies and rivalries, our prejudices and passions, our party bick- ering and bitterness, as we stand in loving thought to-night by the bedside of one among the gentlest, kindest and most Christian of all our Presidents. Can we forget his graci- ous thoughtfulness and loving devotion for the old mother whose aged and honored form he gave back to earth so reverently and so tender- ly? And what one of us has not been touched as he has observed that delicate consideration and beautiful love with which the devoted hus- band seeks to shield his invalid wife from the slightest touch of anxiety and suffering? We i •_».-, Anarchy. have a President who is not ashamed to love, who believes in the sacredness of the marriage vow, who honors morality, not as an ornament, but as an essential part of character; who is kept serene in the midst of political turmoil by conscious rectitude; whose political views may be wrong, but whose moral platform is as sound as the right principles of love, duty and right- eousness by which his life has been governed, and whose heart-loyalty to his country— its flag, its constitution— no man can doubt who has sympathetically followed him in his private and public career. It seems passing strange that unreasoning hate should choose such a man for its victim. Anarchy is the Frankenstein of modern civili- zation. It is the product of a reckless individ- ualism that seeks to destroy without end or mo- tive. It is impervious to any appeal of reason or common sense. It would make a bonfire of all existing institutions and have a desolate world as its congenial home. It is fanaticism with torch, dagger, pistol and dynamite as its working tools. Its god is hate ; its creed is mur- der ; its heaven is hell. There is danger, however, lest by intemper- ate speech and threats possible of execution we fan into fiercer flame the fire we seek to ex- tinguish. What shall be done with the anarch- ist? Persecution means multiplication. De- portation is impossible until the offenders have been caught and are proven anarchists— two things not easy of performance. Hanging only rids the world of one anarchist at a time, and Anarchy. 1 2(1 eould not be made effective as a method of ex- termination unless we could make one neck of the whole company. Legislation can do something to check the evil, although unable to eradicate it. The time has surely come when liberty must be defined in terms of law, and freedom of speech must mean something more dignified than the hiss of the serpent or the siss of the flame. For myself, I see but three ways of deal- ing with anarchy— first, kill the anarchist (and this, alas ! we can only do when his deed makes him a murderer) ; secondly, kill the spirit of hate and discontent out of which anarchy springs, and this is an impossible program, since it would involve nothing short of a complete so- cial, industrial and governmental revolution. Nothing remains, therefore, in the third place save improved legislation, quick and summary punishment and constant police watchfulness to detect and bring into the light of day these mon- sters of the dark, where the public eye can see them and the public press can keep track of their movements and make impossible their miserable conspiracies. And now. once again, our heart turns to AVilliam McKinley, the President of our common country, and in thought we would reverently kneel by his bedside and pray : God of our Fath- ers, Thou who didst bring us into this goodly land ; Thou who hast gone before us in majesty and power unto this day; Thou who canst make the wrath of man to praise Thee and bring to naught the counsel of the foolish— raise up Thy servant, restore him to his country, and i 27 Anarchy. send him forth on his mission, sanctified by his affliction and cheered by the assurance that the hearts of his countrymen shall answer with love and loyalty to every noble endeavor he shall make to fulfill the hopes and dreams and aspira- tions of the great American people. i ^ % Anarchy. 128- The Woman in Politics* An address delivered before the Woman'fj Emergency Association of Louisville. The mother sustains to the child, and. there- fore, to the coming citizen, a relationship and responsibility which may he shared, but not as- sumed by any other soul in the universe. This boy. the future American voter and ruler, is bone of her bone, flesh of her flesh, and through her agony has come into this world of trial and opportunity. Out of her Gethsemane this new life has been born. Her cross gives to her a unique and peculiar claim upon this new life. She can say as the father himself cannot say: he is my very own, this boy. life of my life, pur- chased by my vicarious suffering, the crown of my sorrow. And, therefore, upon the mother rests in a peculiar degree the responsibility of molding this new-born life, for the memory of her touch and her love must ever make the blue in whatever' sky may bend over this boy in all the coming years. The influence of the mother upon the future American citizen is of such strength and persistence that it is impossible for any man to get away from it utterly, how- ever much he may outrage it or seek to conquer it by an evil course of life. What a tremendous task is set before the motherhood of America ! If we work upon marble, says Webster, it will perish; if we work upon brass, time will efface it : if we rear temples, they will crumble into the dust, but if we work upon immortal minds. 129 The Woman in Politics. imbuing them with principles of truth and life, with a just fear of God and love of our fellow- man, we are engraving upon those tablets some- thing which shall brighten unto all eternity. This is the high commission of the motherhood of America. What is the duty of the mother to the fu- ture American citizen? In the first place, she must be unto her son more than a teacher. She must be an atmosphere calling forth all those high and noble feelings in his nature even as the springtime awakes the buds and the blossoms. More than a teacher, she must be a source of in- spiration arousing and awakening the divine that is within him. Blessed is that son, when the winter of his discontent has come, the memo- ry of whose mother is as the breath of summer flowers reviving and strengthening those nobler ideals and higher notions which were brought to him under her influence and love, while as yet he was a boy. Instruction, of course, under the spell and charm of this noble motherhood is essential. She must teach this boy, the future American citizen, patriotism — not the cheap pa- triotism which shouts for one's country while ignorant of the genius of her institutions— not that kind of patriotism which is blind to the ex- cellencies which may be found in other govern- ments and in other constitutions, but that pa- triotism which is born of whatever is high and heroic and noble in the history of our own land. Let him understand that patriotism is giving, not getting, the giving of the very best that he has, even his very life if need be, and asking ■ Ihr Woman in Politics. 130 only in return that his country shall be true to her high mission and to her splendid destiny. Tell the story of America, until the historic and heroic figures of the noble past shall stand be- fore that boy clothed in flesh and blood, looming before him large and solemn, not to dwarf his stature, but to show to what bigness he may grow, and let this story of America fall not from the lips of the public school teacher or the pri- vate tutor, but from the lips of the mother her- self, and then it shall come as an enkindling message forever more which shall be associated in that boy's mind with the music of her voice and the love-light in her eye and the inspiration of her presence. Let the mother teach her boy religion, and let her add to that instruction that religion has to do with all life, and, therefore, with political life. Do not permit him to entertain the false notion that the political realm is a thing apart, with which religious principles have nothing whatsoever to do. The refined man is one whose refinement is manifest in his home, in his society, in his business, in all the things with Avhich he has to do. You might as well under- take to separate refinement from the things with which a man has to do as to separate religion from the pursuits and the activities of life. Re- ligion, my friends, is either a part of the man or an external ornament. Let the mother teach this boy, this future American citizen, that he must be an active par- ticipant in politics. Let our sons and our hus- bands understand that it is a high and honora- [g| The Woman in Politics. bJe and sacred duty to enter into this political realm and do what can be done to ennoble it, to transfigure it and to glorify it. There was a Roman woman who was proud to call herself the daughter of Scipio. For long- years she was known as the daughter of Scipio. Finally she married, and there came into her home two boys. Those boys grew up to manhood and their names became illustrious in the his- tory of her country. She said to her friends one day : ' Call me no longer daughter of Scipio. Distinguished as that honor may be, I glory still more in being the mother of the Gracchi.' Blessed is that woman who can send out into this old world in which we live noble Christian •citizens, tall men. sun-crowned, who rise above the fog in public duty and in private thinking." llic Woman in Politics. 132 Is the World Growing Better ? When we speak of the world's growing bet- ter, we, of course, have in mind moral progress. It may be questioned, despite this marvelous century, whether the world has made any no- table advance in architecture, mechanics, let- ters, painting. But along moral and ethical lines, despite seeming retrogression, there has been a steady continuous, forward movement. The "thoughts of men have been widened with the process of the suns." We know more of God, more of truth, more of the power of right- eousness. We have wider sympathies, grander ideals, and mightier incentives to activity. We read higher meanings in the works and words of God, and life has become infinitely more pre- cious, because of its conscious possibilities. The world is growine: better but not yet is the mil- lennium at hand. The golden year, alas! does not greet the twentieth century. But the good time is coming! We sW'ep and wake end sleep, but all things move. The sun flies forward to his brother sun, The dark earth follows wheel'd in her ellipse ; And human things returning on themselves Move onward, leading up the golden year. First. The reasons for a gloomy view of the situation are superficial. Our vision does not sweep all along the line. It may be that in our particular locality, corruption is predominant. Hut our locality is a very small part of the world. The cowardice of one company is no igg is the World Growing Better T proof of the cowardice of the army. Because seven men stop a train and rob the passengers, we must not conclude that robbery is on the in- crease, for there were five hundred passengers on the train who utterly abhorred the deed. If we take within the scope of our vision the whole length of the line of battle, we shall observe that the movement is forward and onward. Again, we hear and read more of crime, be- cause greater publicity is given to it. Let us not, therefore, conclude that the world is grow- ing worse every day. "Every barbarous act of a drunken mob," says one, "is heard the next morning from Maine to California. But there does not go along with it the record of the tem- perance reformation in the same county, the progress of the public schools, or the quiet and devoted labors of earnest men and women." If the same publicity were given to the good, we should all be optimists. Further, in our gloomy view, we do not take into consideration the fact that moral progress is necessarily slow. The world does not get bet- ter by leaps and bounds. Moral progress is not revolutionary, but evolutionary. "First the blade, then the ear, then the full corn in the ear." We should not grow impatient, because the seed does not spring up a fiower while we gaze upon it. Of righteousness it may be said, as of the hemp, "All seasons are its servitors; all contradictions and extremes of nature meet in its making. The vernal patience of the warming soil, the long, fierce arrows of the sum- mer heat, the long, silvery arrows of the summer Is the World Growing Better* 134 rain, autumn's dead skies and sobbing winds, winter's sternest, all-tightening frosts." Let us wait. Time must do its work. Perhaps the most distressing thought — that which often staggers our faith — is the suffering connected with progress. When we consider the toils, tears and blood all along the way, we ask ourselves, is the world which not only permits this suffering but is immediately responsible for it — is such a world growing better? "Ours is a world," says a brilliant writer, "that pays Socrates with a cup of poison and Christ with a cross. Tasso polished his cantos in a mad house. Cervantes perfected his pages in a prison. Roger Bacon wrought out his principles in a dungeon. Locke was banished and wrote his treatise on the mind while shivering in a Dutch garret." But obloquy, agony, martyrdom are the price of progress. The beaten and wounded are the leaders in this army. The prophets are killed, but from their supulchres spring the power and inspiration which are needed to fight the battles and win the victories of the future. Second. In considering the evidences of the world's moral advance we can only indicate the surface signs of this advancement : Consider the sweeter, nobler conceptions of religion which are ours to-day. The character of our living is largely dependent upon out- Christian faith. As that takes on higher beauty life is ennobled. To-day life is happier, strong- er, because of the things we have left behind. Says a writer: "The Church is journeying away from the falsities of medievalism, but car- 1:55 la the World Growing Betirrf ries forward the sweetness and light of Jesus < ihrist. Gone forever the hideous dogmas that tortured our fathers ! Gone forever the scholas- ticisms that confused Satan with God. Never again will the cross mean pacifying the wrath of an angry deity. Never again will a man be asked to debase his reason in order to exalt his heart. The Church is exchanging the worship of the past for the heritage of the present, the old philosophies for the new living Christ." Think, too, of the altruistic development which is one of the most marked characteris- tics of our age. There has come to us a greater knowledge of the world's suffering, and, there- fore, an increased tenderness. We know more of social conditions, and, therefore, we love more. The age of organization in the Church was followed by the age of dogma, and now we have come upon the age of love. The certificate of Christianity is something more than proved propositions. It is a helpful life. There has come a new conscience, which makes it impossi- ble "for men to be content to have, while their brothers have not. The physical misery of the world's disinherited is becoming the spiritual misery of the world's elect." This growing and deepening altruistic spirit is manifesting itself as never before in the dis- tribution of wealth. And slow and sure comes up the golden year, When wealth no more shall rest in mounded heaps, But smit with freer light shall slowly melt In many streams to fatten lower lands. I have seen the statement that there are now 7.t the World Growing Better? ]8'> seventy American estates that average $35,000,- 000 each. The question is asked whether the ex- isting hundred millionaires foreshadow the com- ing billionarist? This tendency to the accumu- lation of vast fortunes will not be checked by. legislation, but by the mighty moral sentiment, coming to be more and more pronounced, that will put under the ban of condemnation any man who dares to keep his money for himself— handing it down from generation to generation as an inheritance of pride and selfishness. The time is fast approaching when it will he a dis- grace for a man to hoard and preserve a great fortune as a family inheritance. Because the woes of the world are better known, and the still sad music of humanity cannot he drowned. Be- cause selfishness is coming to be clearly identi- fied with littleness and meanness. Because no- ble examples of generous living will sting and shame miserly souls into liberality. Because of the growing appreciation of simple and high- minded manhood apart altogether from its pos- sessions. The "golden calf" is already being melted and coined into kindly ministries and helpful agencies to aid in the world's redemp- tion from misery and vice. It must endow col- leges, build churches, rear hospitals, help to spread the gospel, give wings to those goodly ships of which the poet-prophet sings: Fly happy sails, and bear the press ; Fly. happy with the mission of the cross, Knit land to land, and blowing heavenward. With silks, and fruits, and spices, clear of tell. Enri.h the markets of the golden year. |gy Is the W'orld Growing Better? These are only a few of the indications of advancing moral progress. Third. Consider the guarantee of continu- ed progress. First, the presence of God in his world. Dr. Alex. Maclaren in a letter to Dr. Theo. L. Cuyler says : "Many a time I am ready to thank God— when I see the deadness in the churches and the awful problems that have to be faced — that I am nearer the end than the be- ginning of my course. But as Luther wrote with some spilled wine on the table, 'Vivit — he lives—and that is enough.' " The cause of righteousness is God 's cause, and he will not for- get his own. He lives in his world now. He has never withdrawn his presence. He is working in the men of to-day as surely as in the past- stirring their interest as never before in socio- logical questions, deepening their sense of re- sponsibility by making more real the brother- hood of man, putting it into their hearts to be more liberal in the distribution of their wealth, enlarging their sympathies to carry the gospel to the whole creation, and leading forth from many of our universities into the foreign field "the flower and chivalry of our youth." God is working in humanity in all the great educa- tional and missionary movements of this mar- velous age, in all the multiplied agencies for the pushing forward of the kingdom of Jesus Christ. We recognize this presence in every honest effort that is being put forth — even though not re- warded with immediate success— in the interest of municipal and national reform. We recog- nize this presence in the growing spirit of peace Is the World Groivina Better? 138 that shall yet express itself in international ar- bitration. In all these ways and through all these ministries God is making his presence felt in the world. Our God is marching on. "Thanks be unto God, who is giving us the victory." God wills. God works. God will win. To doubt this would be practical atheism. Another reason, close akin to the first, upon which we rest our hope of the final supremacy of righteousness, is the nature of righteousness itself. It is the only indestructible principle of the universe. Error is temporary and transient. It has its brief day, but whenever it has gained any long-continued influence it has been because of its likeness to truth. Error, speaking in the name of truth, wearing the mask of truth, is powerful only until the day of exposure. Error known to be error is a broken reed upon which the world, conscious of its need of support, will not willingly lean. Righteousness alone is clothed with irresistible power, and, therefore, its very nature requires that it shall win. The unjust thing cannot last. As Carlyle says: "If unjust, it will not and cannot get harbor for itself or continue to have footing in this universe, which was made by other than one unjust. . . . Prom all souls of men, from all ends of nature, from the throne of God above, there are voices bid- ding it away! away! Does it take no warning? It will continue standing for its day. its year, its century, doing evil all the while, but it has one enemy who is Almighty: dissolution, explo- sion and the everlasting laws of nature inces- santly advance toward it. -,\n(] the deeper its 13U I.i the M r orJd Growing Better? rooting, more obdurate its continuing, the deeper also, and surer, will be its ruin and overthrow." Furthermore, the cumulative power of right- eousness is another reason for the hope that is in us. Righteousness has become more powerful in each generation by virtue of inheriting the good which came from the preceding generation. We are "heirs of ail the ages." Not in vain have martyrs given their bodies to the flame; not in vain the blood and tears of the world's Ciethsemanes and Calvarys; not in vain the bat- tlefields where men have struggled for right and justice. All the heroic endeavor of the past is a contribution to the present. Therefore, the righteousness of to-day feels the noble blood of preceding centuries beating in its veins. Its strength is its own inherent strength multi- plied by the strength which has been transmit- ted to it from an historic and heroic past. This increasing power from generation to generation means ultimate supremacy and enthronement. What a debt of gratitude we owe to these count- less, unrecorded, silent workers of the centuries that lie behind us! "Other men have labored and we have entered into their labors." The assurance of victory is brighter because they have lived and wrought. We may say as Napo- leon: "Forty centuries look down upon you." 'Forty centuries live in you," giving their ac- cumulated power to head and heart and hand in the mighty conflict of righteousness. The sure promises of our God give us assur- ance that shall not be brought to shame: "Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess 7? the World Groicina BetterT 140 that he is Lord." Of the final supremacy of righteousness there should be no doubt. Jesus Christ shall claim as his own all the kingdoms of earth and God's will shall be the law of life. "The golden rule of Christ shall yet bring in the golden age of man." Hi Is the World Growing Better? The Dignity of Man* My theme is "The Dignity of Man" or as better indicating the scope of this address— "The Royalty of our Human Nature." The term "man" transcends the narrow limitations of sex and claims for its full significance and interpretation a whole humanity. It is worth while to remember that the name given to "man" in the beginning includes both the fem- inine and masculine— "male and female creat- ed he them; and blessed them and called their name Adam in the day when they were creat- ed." In exalting man I am honoring woman, for the human nature in both is the same, al- beit in woman it is finer. We may not disso- ciate that which God has joined together. The man and the woman have walked side by side through the ages— one and indivisible— alike created in the image of God, alike defacing that image through sin, alike in the gracious thought and purpose of God in their relations to both time and eternity. The sad, glad story of hu- manity is the story of Adam— both the father and mother of our race. Permit me, therefore, to speak of the glory of our common humanity -not that we may have meat upon which to feed our pride, but that we may give ourselves to generous endeavor. We cannot fail to hear the minor chord in our song of exultation. The opening note in this anthem of rejoicing is the cb'ppest bass which has ever been sounded in the j (g The Dignity of Man. music of the world. I do not forget the terri- ble, tremendous fact of Sin, nor the terrible, tremendous consequences of Sin. I do not forget that an enemy and intruder laid waste the fairest garden of which any poet ever dreamed and drove forth man from his blissful home into an unfilled and unknown wilderness. But— let us add quickly— his banishment was his enthronement. Not until the flowers of the garden have been exchanged for the thorns of the field does man become conscious of his pow- er. The unfilled wilderness suddenly speaks forth invitation and challenge. The rocks of the field are defiant until smitten. The new and strange environment says— "touch me and you shall discover the hidden possibilities of your own nature." I do not minimize the guilt, the shame and suffering of sin j I rather magnify that divine grace which so endowed man that through sin — grappling with the conditions wrought by sin — his dormant powers were aroused and he starts forth on his career "as an athlete rejoicing to run a race." Man's digni- ty becomes manifest as he measures himself against his task, as he subdues the earth to his own will and purpose, as he smites down oppos- ing forces, and like the strong swimmer bat- tling with the waves, converts resistance into progress, hindrances into helps, weights into wings. The wilderness into which goes forth the banished exile is transformed into the splendid scene of opportunity and destiny. Better than the flowers of Eden— the idyllic happiness of innocence — are the sword and the Dignity of Man. 144 shield of the wairior— the struggle which both reveals and develops the mighty strength of an advancing and conquering humanity. Apart from this view of the subject which finds in man's sin, through the arrangement of divine love, a revelation of man's greatness, we may further add in the words of the poet Young, that even "his crimes attest his dignity." The inverted image of the ship mirrored in the calm lake reveals its true and normal dimensions and so the depth of infamy into which man has de- scended is proof of the height of holiness to which it is possible for him to attain. "Goethe summarizes the argument when he reminds us that Faust can only be as devilish actually as he was divine potentially." Read the pages of history and the letters are blurred because of the blood with which man has stained those pages. You hear his terrific tread on ten thousand battlefields; you behold the marks of his reckless destructiveness all along the path- way of human existence ; like some awful Frank- enstein, he comes striding across the stage of the centuries, leaving behind him devastation and death; as imagination, using the facts of histo- ry, pictures him in his wickedness, he is colos- sal, stupendous, terrible. And yet the story of man's crimes is a revelation of man's grandeur. Like "a steed in frantic fit, that flings the froth from curb and bit" and who by this fiery tem- per reveals the mettle which the trainer seeks in the horse of which he shall some day be proud, so man's defiant wickedness— his bold, daring iniquity— reveals the splendid quality of that 145 The Dignity of Man. spirit, which when trained for truth and God, can work miracles of righteousness and register moral achievements that shall outshine all stars and suns and systems. But, passing into another realm of our sub- ject, let us remember that God sets a unique value upon man in giving to him the supreme place in the divine thought and regard. The Universe itself represents God's thought for man since it was created for the sake of man and has no meaning apart from his presence on the earth. Anticipating the appearance of the chief actor, God makes ready a worthy theatre for the exercise and training of his mighty powers. For him the stars were lighted and the sun was kindled ; for him the mountains were reared and the valleys were touched into peace and beauty. That God should think enough of man to pre- pare this earth-home as his temporary residence ; that He should have taken ages to make it ready and fit it for man's occupancy; that the thought of man as the end of the long creative process was ever in the divine mind— surely such considerations make man the "crown and glory" of the Universe. The whole creative movement finds its justification in man. "When I consider man, final product of the creative process, what are sun, moon and stars? Wheth- er the astronomic bodies contain human beings, I know not. If they do, then man there, as here, is supreme. If they do not, then vast in mass, in distance, and in the swings of their revolu- tions as these bodies are, they are insignificant compared with the chief tenant of this small The Dignity of Man. 146 terrestrial planet." The Universe exists for the sake of man's moral and spiritual culture — and in the creation of the world, therefore, man is enthroned in the thought of God. May we not read that magnificent Psalm in the light of this larger thought: "When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy hands; the moon and the stars which thou hast ordained" how great is man — the creature for whose benefit and happiness this splendid environment was brought into existence. Or, to employ a differ- ent speech, the Physical Universe is the gorge- ous robe woven by the thought of God for man. As we think of the loom — the mind of God — in which it was woven, the long aeons in which the great weaver was busy with his task, the radi- ant beauty and richness and fitness of the gar- ment which was finally deemed worthy for the creature's use and joy, we begin to appreciate in part the supreme place which man has al- ways occupied in the divine thought and inter- est. Man was created to wear the purple and the royal garment had been prepared in anticipa- tion of his appearance. But as yet we have been speaking only of the intimations and suggestions of man's greatness. Let us now consider his essential dignity — that in his nature which crowns him with glory and honor. We are fond of magnifying the human body. A marvelous mechanism it is and a reve- lation of that divine wisdom which is manifest in every part of the wonderful structure. We are told that "all the excellencies of the lower animal creation are swept together and united 147 The Dignity of Man. in man's body." "In form and movement, how express and admirable! The beauty of the world! the paragon of animals!" And yet man's body is no match against the wild winds and ungovernable forces of nature. It is no durable barrier against the Atlantic tide. A clod can crush it; disease can conquer it. Man's essen- tial glory is not to be discovered in the transient and perishable body. The body is but the tem- ple through whose doors and windows the inner splendor shines— the splendid but imperfect medium through which the true glory seeks for itself expression and manifestation. It is but the dumb organ with its dumb stops and keys and pipes until the touch of power startles it into the energy of grand music. Nor do we arrive at man's essential dignity in magnifying his achievements in the realms of nature, liter- ture, science and art, for great as these have been they are but the expressions of a greater glo- ry. Man measures himself against the sea, and its dangerous winds and waves become the min- isters of commerce. The mountain still stands unterrified, but man makes it his pedestal. The forces of nature are trained and harnessed and driven with a steady hand. And yet when man shall become the master of every element in land and sea and sky, he will still recognize in him- self a greatness that has not been exhausted by all that he has wrought and achieved. We are told that Hamlet is the highest expression of literature, the Parthenon the highest expression of architecture, the Ninth Symphony the highest expression of music and yet poet, architect and The Dignity of Man. 148 musician has each felt himself to be something more and higher than his immortal work. Never a Shakespeare that soared, but a stronger than he did enfold him, Never a prophet foretells, but a mightier seer hath foretold him. Back of the canvas that throbs the painter is hinted and hidden ; Into the statue that breathes the soul of the sculptor is bidden. And so man is more than the works he has made in the world; something higher than his temples, grander than his oratorios, vaster than the mightiest results of his creative intellect. These are but the tracks he has made across the centuries— his footsteps on the sands of time. They proclaim a great presence in our world, but they do not reveal the secret of that great- ness—the essential, indestructible and unchang- ing dignity of which all achievements are but the story and the song. In what, then, consists this essential dignity? What is that inner fire whose radiance and glow we see and feel in the history of humanity? What is that invisible and mighty power which moans and sobs in man's purest sorrows and sings and soars in his highest joys? What is that royal endowment which is both the myste- ry and glory of our human nature? From out the depths of an infinite Past and from the un- changing heights upon which the Almighty is throned comes the deep-toned and everlasting reply— "And God said, let us make man in our image, after our likeness * * * So God created man in his own image, in the image of 149 The Dignity of Man. God created he him; male and female created he them." This is the certificate and explana- tion of human greatness. Upon man's nature is the divine handwriting and it reads: this is my image and superscription. Reason, free- dom, love of the good, hatred of the evil— the endowments of a spirit that corresponds in character to the God who is its Father — here, at last, we discover man's essential dignity. It is the divinity of humanity that gives to it glory, sacredness and power. It is the greatness of God— the possession of a spirit that is the "dim miniature of greatness absolute"— this it is that makes man great. He is a spark struck off from the central Sun, but of the same nature as that Sun; he is a drop dissevered from the boundless sea, but in essence one with that sea. It is the possession of this "image of God" that makes possible the revelation of God's thought and character to man, for unless there be in man that which corresponds to God's thought and character, how shall connection be established and His will and ways be made known? If love and justice and righteousness in man be something different in their essence from these qualities in God, how shall they ever become for us more than words when applied to the divine nature? As says another: "Com- munion ceases when there ceases to be a faculty held in common. If crimson or gold to the ar- tist means black to the beholder, there can be no gallery. And unless duty, hope and love in men stand for these rich qualities in God, there can be no relationship. While Tennyson walked The Dignity of Man. 150 in his arbor and mused aloud over his "In Me- moriam'' he saw a caterpillar crawling up his desk. But the little creature understood not one whit of all the pathos of grief and weight of love that the poet was pouring aloud in his sweet song. There was no mental chord in the worm that answered to the chord in the man. Could Tennyson have endowed this worm with reason, it would have understood his thought; with taste and affection, it would have sympa- thized with his grief; with conscience, it would have understood his inspiring prayer." Prayer becomes reasonable when we remember that man is made in God's image. Speak to Him, thou, for he hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet ; Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet. Man, in his essential being is one with God and therefore intercourse is reasonable and pos- sible and necessary. It is because man is made in the image of God that he is dissatisfied with the imperfect, the transient, the things of time and sense. What is it but the noble discontent of the caged eagle instinctively feeling that it was made for the clouds and chafing under its limitations? We can imagine the acorn saying — "I feel stir- ring within my tiny form the presence and im- age of the oak. I cannot be happy until thai image has been wrought out or developed in trunk and branches and leaf and my possibili- ties have been brought to their fruition." It is so with tiian. Created in God's image, noth 151 The Dignity of Mai. ing short of that image can satisfy him. "I shall be satisfied" cries the Psalmist "when I awake in thy likeness." Now the lines of that image in man's nature are very indistinct — in many almost erased. To bring them ont in completeness and beauty until the very face of God shall be seen in man— this is the meaning and purpose of Christianity. Some day "we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is." Have we not, also, an argument for the im- mortality of the soul in the great truth that man is created in God's image? Man uses only a part of his vast power in dealing with earthly conditions. He sends forth his intellect into the world and brings back science, literature, music, art and the refinements of civilization. He sends forth his imagination and there comes to him "the delicious sense of indeterminate size" — the sense of marvelous enlargement and enrichment. But yet he feels forces within him that have scarcely been called into action in all the vast excursions of mind. "When the last and grandest picture has been painted by genius; when the last hidden force of nature has been brought to light by the scientist ; when this earth has been subdued by the will i*nd mind of man and the stars and suns have grown weary of re- sisting man's importunity and have yielded their secrets— even then this mighty, divine, spiritual nature of man will require for its ope- ration and exercise new scenes and conditions. Immortality is necessary to give the divine im- age the opportunity for its fulfilment and real- ization. As says Browning: The Dignity of Man. 132 I know this earth is not my sphere, For I cannot so narrow me, but that I still exceed it. Furthermore, it is this divine image in man which explains and interprets his highest and best moods. However commonplace our lives may be, there come to us high moments when aspiration is awakened. Then the stars come out and the night is holy. Then we see white presences among the hills. Then we move and have our being in worlds unrealized. Then heaven touches earth and familiar objects be- come transfigured. As says another: "Vision hours are God's torches revealing the soul's hidden treasure. The ideals and longings of the soul in its luminous states are overtures from God. Mariners sailing over the sunken island of Atlantis imagine they hear the voices rising from the sunken city. Thus there are great, deep convictions lying low down in the hearts of men that ever and anon send up mysterious voices, reminding men that they are divine and must not live on any level lower than God's." You are made in God's image and hence in your best moods you long to be pure and good. Give the soul a chance and because of its constitu- tion and nature it will cry out for God; it will dream of a heaven where the white light of love and righteousness shall forever shine— the land of fulfilled dreams and realized visions. If time permitted, I might speak of the roy- alty of our human nature as declared in the great fact of the incarnation. It is not denied that there once lived upon this earth a man whose 55:5 The Dignity of Mai:. splendid life has never been surpassed or equal- ed in the history of humanity. That life says to us : " This is humanity as realized in the thought and purpose of God. This is royalty come to its throne and wielding its sceptre of power. This is man as he shall be and as he was designed to be." If we are stirred by the thought that a Washington has worn our na- ture, what noble ambitions should be awakened in our souls as we think of the possibilities of this nature as developed and perfected in the man of Nazareth? Gaze upon him only as a sublime historical personage, and the vision can but prove a source of inspiration and power, even as when you study a great painting the thoughts of beauty can nevermore be wholly absent from your life. If I were preaching a sermon, I would point you to a cross outside Jerusalem which to all Christian minds and hearts is the supreme revelation of the value which God places upon man. Well and beauti- fully has it been defined as "God's eulogy on man, written in letters of crimson, the temporal display of God's eternal heart-ache." But it is now high time to speak our con- cluding words and to give our message its pres- ent and immediate application. Because of the dignity of your human nature, take as your motto— "noblesse oblige" — nobility compels. The King must meet the crown's demands; high sta- tion calls for high service. It is because you are great that you must live greatly. Let the tiger be ravenous and. the snake sinuous— for this is their nature; but man, made in the image of The Dignity of Man. 154 God, must be good. Remember whose likeness you bear and dare to keep it unsullied and un- tainted. You are kings and queens— live roy- ally and maintain your high, state with self-re- spect and honor. Go forth as Knights and La- dies of Heaven to champion the cause of the right against the wrong— of truth against false- hood. May God help you to realize your dignity, to feel the hidings of your power, for not until then will you bring things to pass or register achievements that are worth while. So near is grandeur to our dust, So close is God to man, When Duty whispers low "thou must,' The youth replies, "I can." Remember always that there can be no true culture apart from the culture of the spiritual, the divine part of your being. You may be able to ' ' counterpart the dance and trance of Shakes- peare 's art;" you may be trained intellectually until all the realm of scientific knowledge is your playground; you may have all the gifts and graces of mind and body, but if you have forgotten that you were made for love, for duty, for self-sacrifice, for righteousness, for God. your richest endowments have been turned from their high and holy purpose and are as "withered plants in an herbarium," as words without music, the picture without warmth of coloring. To be truly cultured is to set free for ser- vice all the faculties and powers with which the ]Q5 The Dignity of Man. Creator has dowered you — to give the Spirit its opportunity no less than body and mind. Let me urge you to go forth as optimists- believers in the moral, material and spiritual progress of the race, because believing in the dignity and divinity of humanity. God is in man and, therefore, the "thoughts of men will be widened with the process of x he suns." God is in man, and, therefore, the world must grow better with each advancing century. God is in man, and, therefore, music shall be yet touched with a divine strain, literature shall more and more be consecrated to life, and science shall be- come a holy shrine in the temple of our God. And so the vision widens and grows more beautiful until faith and dreams are lost in the radiant reality of eternity. And then — Only the Master shall praise us, And only the Master shall blame, And no one shall work for money, And no one shall work for fame, But each for the joy of the working, And each in his separate star, Shall draw the thing as he sees it, For the God of things as they are. Carry faith and hope and love into the work of the world and you shall be as welcome as the breath of Summer flowers, and your presence shall be as the benediction that follows after prayer. The End. 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