“You now know why I have called you, and you understand too why I
cannot afford to run the risk of partial present failure--for in God’s
plans there is no failure--by standing before men. I am speaking to
many other writers and speakers. Even as I sit here in this beautiful
grove, telling them what to say, they are going forth over the whole
world preaching the gospel to every creature. You have been surprised
possibly to hear of men speaking the same truth at the same time in
different parts of the world--now you know how it has come about. Your
soul has not yet been quickened into life, so I cannot speak with you
excepting through this slow and crude man-contrivance which we call
language; but there will soon come a time when we can lay this aside,
and you will no longer be a captive to these tethering conditions; for
you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”
So spake The Man, and the stars came out one by one as the daylight
died out of the sky, and I sat and seemed filled to overflowing with
wondering awe.
CHAPTER XII. THIRD SUNDAY--PRELIMINARY.
“Now take your note-book and pencil and let us take a little look out
over the world and see things as they are,” The Man said. “You will
then better understand what I will say later.
“The struggling march of Progress is marked on the map of human history
by a deep continuous stain of red, but to-day we hear King William
apologizing for his vast army by saying it is maintained not for war,
but to preserve the peace of Europe.
“In twenty years the population of the United States has increased from
forty to sixty-five millions, and our standing army has decreased in
like proportion.
“We are no longer able to sleep soundly after a man is hanged, and the
dreams have been so hateful that several states have done away entirely
with capital punishment, and the balance are searching restlessly for a
more humane (?) method of killing. We have tried electrocution, because
some one said that the man who killed and the man who got killed would
never know anything about it; and here in New York they passed a law
declaring that the people should not know anything about the killing
either, and that any newspaper publisher who described this killing
should be adjudged guilty of felony. Now, we are not satisfied with the
death-dealing work of the subtle fluid; but if put to a popular vote
with the aid of a secret ballot, we should say emphatically to judge
and jury, ‘Thou shalt not kill.’
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