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the dyer who dyed the gown. The dyer had no excuse to offer, and the Cadi sentenced him to be hanged in his own doorway. Every one was satisfied, but presently the executioner came back and said he could not hang the dyer because the door was too low. "Then," said the Cadi, "go, get a short dyer and hang him. We must have justice, though the heavens fall."-CHARles DudLEY WARNER.
The Justice of God.
There are men who say they believe there is a God, but God is too merciful to punish sin. He is too full of compassion and love, and He could not punish sin. The drunkard, the harlot, the gambler, the murderer, the thief and the libertine would all share alike at the end. Suppose the Governor of your State was so tenderhearted that he could not bear to have a man suffer, that he could not bear to see a man put in jail, and he should set all the prisoners free. How long would he be Governor? You would have him out of office before the sun These very men who talk about God's mercy would be the first to raise a cry against a Governor who would not have a man put in prison when he had done wrong. --MOODY.
A Revival of Justice.
A man said to me the other night, when I was talking on this subject: "Your old Gospel will not put bread into the mouths of the people." My friends, don't you believe it. That is just what will. You want to remove
the cause of this trouble, and I believe the Gospel of the Son of God is the only thing that will do it. If men will stop drinking whisky, it will buy bread for their children, will it not? If they will stop their gambling, don't you think it will put some money into bread, and the family will have something to eat? If they will stop this cursed adultery, don't you think the wives and children will be looked after? This man was a leper. How many of your servants have a disease a thousand times worse than leprosy? A kind act may turn them into the Kingdom of God, and it would be a grand day if we could see a revival of righteousness going over this land as it did in 1857. Then men would stop selling American goods with foreign labels, and would knock the false bottoms out of their measures and readjust their scales.-MOODY.
The national lesson we might learn is, that if we will be over-severe-if we will harass the Jews, for example, as all nations have more or less combined to do-God will spread the lap of His skirt over the Jews. "Vengeance is Mine; I will repay." God likes to see justice done; but God will not have vindictive and sinful revenge, and He will spread the lap of His cloak over the Jews, as He did over Hadad. They will find favor here and there, and by and by they will rise and climb into places of power, whence they can deal with their oppressors, and give tit for tat. Let us harry and worry "those Irish" without mercy, dragooning them through generations, and they will go away-to America, for instance
and God will spread the lap of His skirt over them there. They will find favor in their exile home, and show that they were not mere vermin or brutes. They will rise, as they have risen, to wealth and power, and may trouble us, should God's time to flog us, like another silly and sensual Solomon, come around. God may find his executors of vengeance in the descendants of those with whom we deal too harshly, or our fathers before us— long, long ago. Aye, they will spread through your English cities and towns, and play the very mischief with you at voting times, and make the balance "kick the beam" in most undesirable and provoking fashion. Proud England will be compelled to say: "Ireland blocks the way." We forget that God hates inhumanity, and God's heart repents Him for those who seem to be utterly trampled under foot and denied the right to live. He has strange ways with Him, and He is worth watching. I do not desire to be at all political, in a bad sense. But no man can preach the Bible to his time without touching its history—and politics is history in its making. I do not speak in a party spirit; but may we not read out of our own day this old national lesson: The whirligig of time brings its revenges? Therefore, let mercy season justice. MCNEILL.
Capital and Labor.
The two hands are a picture of the contending forces of capital and labor. The left-less skilled, more choice, served often by its fellows, and decked with rings; the right-forceful, ingenious, busy, unadorned. Only by bringing them together can harmony be had and a full day's toil accomplished. If they contend, they work each other's ruin; if they combine, they reach each one its utmost. Met for work, and clasped in prayer, these hands of capital and labor shall bring that social compact which it is their office to develop and defend up to its best estate. Fighting each other, they will but mar and finally destroy the social fabric; and the left hand of capital will first give way under the pitiless blows of labor's strong right hand.-FRANCES E. WILLARD.
Blessedness of Labor.
Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness. He has a work, a life purpose; he has found it and will follow it. How, as a free-flowing channel, dug and torn by noble force through the sour mudswamp of one's existence, like an ever-deepening river there, it runs and flows; draining off the sour, festering water gradually from the root of the remotest grass-blade; making, instead of pestilential swamp, a green, fruitful meadow, with its clear, flowing stream. How blessed for the meadow itself, let the stream and its value be great or small! Labor is life. From the inmost heart
of the worker rises his God-given force-the sacred, celestial life-essence, breathed into him by Almighty God; from his inmost heart awakens him to all nobleness, to all knowledge, "self-knowledge," and much else, so soon as work fitly begins.--CARLYLE.
Mr. Childs an Example.
In this widening of human ideals a large part of the community has outgrown the law of demand and supply. The Rossis and Ricardos who stated that law so clearly a hundred years ago were not thinking of the welfare of the working man, but only the causes of a price. The study and the law were cold-blooded. A working man received fifty cents a day or less because the need was not great and the working men were numerous. age there is a vast multitude of employers who pay something to a man because he is a human being. element undreamt of by the last century enters into the wages of today. Mr. Childs did not regard the law of demand and supply. His heart made some new laws, and he paid as much to the human being as he did to the trade of the man. He could have secured labor at a low market price, but he hated the calculations of the last century, and paid men what pleased his own benevolence. Few of you make any effort to secure help at the lowest rates. The human being-man, woman or boy— steps in and draws a few additional pennies. The sweatshops are places where love has not yet come. There the law of demand and supply works in all its old-time barbarity. Swing.