SEVERELY SCORES “SMART SET” BUNCH.
And of the women in our “smart set” nowadays. Too much can not be said in condemnation of them. Too much time is spent by them outside of their homes. They have thrown to the wind all womanly modesty and prudence. They are flattered and cajoled, and they look upon themselves as sort of an especial form upon which to hang the latest creation of a Worth or a Redfern. They have digestive apparatus with which to digest highly seasoned foods which some rich husband can buy and cram into their gullets. And they lend their presence to vaudeville, and have vaudeville performances in their homes, and their children are allowed to witness performances which border on the obscene. And they indulge in gambling to such an extent, poker, roulette wheels, champagne, and all the whole long list, my friends, and they are more familiar with poker chips and gambling devices and frivolity than they are with their Bible, the English language or classic literature.
“No man lives to himself alone. When you go to hell you’re going to drag someone else down with you, and if you go to heaven you’re going to take someone else with you. You say you hate sin. Of course you do if you have respect. You never saw anyone in this town who hates sin worse than I, or loves a sinner more than I. I’m fighting for the sinners. I’m fighting to save your soul, just as a doctor fights to save your life from a disease.”
“If there is a father that hits the booze, he doesn’t want his son to. If he is keeping someone on the side, he doesn’t want his son to. In other words, you would not want your son to live like you if you are not living right.”
“Look on the bright side. Every time you smile you put a crimp in the undertaker’s business, keep the hearse standing in the shed, keep the embalming fluid out of your veins, and keep the quartet from singing ‘Lead, Kindly Light.’”
SUNDAY’S BRIGHT WORD PICTURES IN HIS SERMON TO MOTHERS.
Father Gives up but Mother Doesn’t.
“Fathers often give up. The old man often goes to boozing, becomes dissipated, takes a dose of poison and commits suicide, but the mother will stand by the home and keep the little band together if she has to manicure her fingernails over a washboard to do it. If men had half as much grit as the women, there would be different stories written about a good many homes. Look at her work! It is the greatest in the world; in its far-reaching importance it is transcendently above everything in the universe—her task in molding hearts and lives and shaping character. If you want to find greatness, don’t go toward the throne; go to the cradle, and the nearer you get to the cradle, the nearer to greatness. The launching of a boy or girl to live for Christ is greater work than to launch a battleship.”