THE CITIZEN, FRIDAY, MARCH 14, 1913.
PAGE THREE
THE CITIZEN.
BILLY
MAN
(Continued
This gives ono tho Impression for a
moment that ho Is gazing into tho
faces of an audlcuco of men; hut
closor scanning shows that tho sexes
are qulto evenly divided.
Ah! The unexpected! To tho loft,
qulto well to the front, Is one face
that seems to he familiar. Ye3, we
know that man. It Is a Wayno coun
ty man. It Is John S. Welsh, the
Hawley merchant. But attention Is
now directed to tho platform. Hymn
No. 245 is announced, and almost im
mediately thousands of voices unite
in singing,
"Jesus, Savior, pilot mo
Over life's tempestuous sea,"
and as the great prayer in song roll
ed forth from the multitude of voices
there came tho indefinable) and in
describable sense of flying, of be
ing wafted up and away among the
fleecy clouds In tho quiet blue of the
'heavens.
Tho Memory of An
Applausclcss Concert.
Billy Sunday made his own an
nouncements. Among other features
of the week ho pressed home the fact
that Friday, (the day this article
will be published), will be observed
in Wilkes-Barre as Mothers' Day.
He urged that all people, especially
young people, clerks, students, em
ployees wear a white flower or a
white ribbon for mother.
Among the announcements was
one that a certain individual who
was present, and whose name the
writer did not catch, wornd sing an
original composition of his own. A
fine-looking, tall gentleman sang
beautifully. There was something
that seemed familiar about the per
sonage, but no, I had never seen him
before, surely I had not, and so tho
singing was enjoyed, and I was pre
pared to dismiss the singer from my
thoughts.
"What was the singer's name?"
was the inquiry, made in a listless,
nonchallant, matter-of-fact way.
"D. B. Towner," came back tho
answering whisper, and immediate
ly somebody sat right up and took
notice; but there was no further
opportunity to look at the man.
Yes, we had previously seen tho man,
and had heard him sing. It was
thirty-nine years ago this winter, and
wo saw and heard him in the Pres
byterian church in Bethany. It was
a strange experience. Mr. and Mrs.
Towner were announced to give a
concert in Rev. E. O. Ward's Presby
terian church. Both of the Towners
sang beautifully. They sang solos,
duets, and everything else that two
young people with trained sweet
voices could sing. The audience ap
preciated what they sang, too, but
for some reason, who shall say why?
no action of applause was made.
There was no clapping of hands, and
no stamping of feet. Number after
number was rendered, and the sus
pense became awful. Finally Mr.
Towner said, " If wo sing anything
that pleases you, it is reguested that
you give no sign of appreciation," or
words to that effect. The rebuke
was stinging, but quietly made. I am
sorry to say thq concert closed as it
opened, without applause; but every
body present felt ashamed, humiliat
ed and humbled. Nobody could ex
plain the reason for the action. Sure
ly it was not because they did not
appreciate the efforts of the Town
ers, and that I know, because the
next day I heard through the schol
ars, (I was the teacher), that tho
people were all puzzled and genuine
ly sorry. Mr. Towner went out into
the world and became famous. Camp
meetings and conventions have sung
his beautiful compositions with won
derful effect, and ono of tho bright
est and most effective Christian Al
liance conventions that Scranton over
held was keyed to his wondrous gos
pel song,
"Years I spent In vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for mo he died
O Calvary!"
Hilly Sunday Begins
To Preach His Sermon.
Billy Sunday is a middle aged man.
. He is of medium height. His hair is
of a brownish shade, and, llko tho
majority of men, he is beginning to
wear a round bald spot on the rear of
his head. His actions are very quick,
and he thinks and speaks quite as
rapidly as he moves. He is in earn
est all the time Intensely in earn
est, and he acts out his subject in a
way that makes you see tho picture
just as he sees it. At times ho will
pound tho desk in front of him as
if ho were saying as rapidly as ho
could, "Take that! and that! and
that! and that!" etc., with every
blow uttering some decidedly plain
and telling truth.
Opening his Bible and standing
before the plain little desk that
stood on tho platform, BlUy announc
ed for his text a clause from tho 25th
verso of tho 20th chapter of tho Gos
pel of Matthew, " Master, Is it I?"
Ho began his discourse by declaring
that the words were uttered just pre
vious to the greatest tragedy God
over saw or tho brutality of man over
countenanced, tho murder of Jesus
Christ.
vAlthough ten thousand people
were present, absolute sildnce reign
ed and every eyo was directed to
wards the speaker's stand. I have
many a timo witnessed moro confus
ion in an audience of less than two
score of people.
Previous' to beginning his appeal,
however, a collection was taken, and
Billy told the audience that at least
threo hundred dollars ought to bo
raised. Ho declared that such an
audience should bo good for one
thousand dollars, as It only meant
ten cents a head all around. He told
the people that it was up to them to
pay tho bills, that it would bo useless
for them to expect the brewers, the
saloon keepers or that class of peo
ple to pay for the salvation of souls,
for that was not their line of business.
HEARS
SUNDAY AT HIS BEST
From Pago Ono.)
"Putting Things in the Papers!
It Makes Mo Sick!"
Sunday had only been preaching
a few minutes when suddenly a pierc
ing scream cut tho air like a knife.
It camo from some point near the
southern section of the great choir
of singers. The speaker paused for
an Instant. There was a slight
craning of necks In tho direction of
the sound. A newspaper reporter
Just in front of mo turned quickly
in his seat and looked back, then
hastily arose and began to pass out
ana back. Sunday saw him, and Are
flashed from his eyes as ho spoke up
snarpiy, "wny don't you sit still?"
Then ho continued, as the reporter
vanished from sight. "Putting
everything In tho papers! It makes
me s-s-sick!" Then he went right on
witn nis discourse.
"People Do Not Like
To Hear the Truth!"
'Billy Sunday briefly told the story
tnat leu up to the words of his text,
" Master, is It I?" He recited tho
incidents of the supper at which the
Master and his disciples sat when the
words were uttered. He had told
those about him .that one of them
would betray him. Immediately they
began to ask him the question, their
voices full of quivering anxiety. Fi
nally lie said that old Judas had the
nerve and tho consummate gall to
ask the question, " Master, is it I?"
when ho knew that he was right in
tho very midst of his dastardly deed
of betrayal. The traitor thought that
perchance ho could deceive God.
The Master told the traitor the
truth.
" People don't like to hear the
truth,", declared Sunday. They
uon t llko to have the doctor tell
them tho truth when diphtheria is In
the home, when they have the an
pendicitis, or when they are told
about hell. Ho declared that Judas
represented a large class of church
members, and they hated tho truth,
He declared that those who told tho
truth would not be popular, that they
would have many enemies, and that
the very worst thing the preacher
could say over you when you lay
in your coffin is that you had no en
emies, "woe unto you when all
men speak well of you!" ho declar
ed is God's way of stating truth.
In speaking of the power of sin he
said that one act of a man micht
cause much sorrow; ono act wouldj
iuv t. iiiiQ a ucui i, U1JU UUI llll&lll.
Dreaic cnrist's heart. Christ shed
his blood that men would servo him.
He wanted active, earnest service.
''If you won't serve, then get out of
the church!" he fairly shouted. Ho
declared that the churches of tp-day
are great social organizations; that
more tlmo is given to tho social than
to tho spiritual; that what man
kind needs is more of God and
less of dress.
A woman went to her pastor and
wanted to know what she could do
to win souls to Christ. Ho told her,
" You can't win anybody for Christ
the way you live!" Sho didn't get
angry, but got right, and after her
husband became ono of her converts
she asked him to tell her why he had
not started sooner. He said: " You
asked mo to go to church, to prayer
meeting, to tho church suppers and
socials, and I went, il asked you to
go to the theatre, tho card party, the
select dance and to places where wo
had fine wines, and you went. In
short, I went where you went, and
you went where I went. Where was
there any difference in our lives?"
She s,aw! He said anybody who
couldn't turn down a card party to
go to prayer meeting should get out
of the church. He declared that this
is tho age of the fashionable church
with religion left out, and that peo
ple shouldn't shout any louder than
they lived.
The Threo Groups in tho
Garden of Gethscinanc.
From the supper scene 'Billy Sun
day carried his hearers out into the
garden of Gethsemane. There ho
divided tho disciples and Himself in
to three groups. He took eight and
placed them down in one part of the
garden. Ho said to them, "Sit yo
here!" Ho said no more to them
that night. He know that was all
they would do, anyway. There was
no need of telling them to do any
thing elso. He said the eight repre
sented the great bulk of Church
members.
The second group was composed of
three Peter, James and John, his
chosen ones, his very best members,
the ones ho had a right to think ho
could depend on. They represent
another, a smaller part of the church.
He told them that His soul was ex
ceeding sorrowful, and that they
should watch and pray. They were
his best, his chosen members, and
they were a disappointment to him,
for they did not PW, but went to
sleep.
He, all alone, represented the
third group, and Ho prayed. First
He prayed that if it were possible the
cup might pass from him. Then ho
prayed the prayer of submission,
" Nevertheless, not my will but thlno
bo done!"
At this point Sunday told his audi
ence in a very graphic manner whero
tho majority of church members fall.
Ho spoke very rapidly, repeating
over and over the expression, "Not
my will, but " and there he sub
stituted what they said, or did not
say but acted, in such expressions as
these: "There they rung off! There
they hung up tho receiver! There
thy struck out! There they quit!
There they went to sleep! There
they forgot to say any moro! There
they took tho road for hell!" and
many other forceful expressions of
the age.
Step by step ho carried his audi
ence through the garden scenes and
experience until Anally he came to
the betrayal by Judas. Ho seemed
to become angered with indignation
at these points in the tragedy. As
ho described how they struck Him
and told Him to prophesy who it was
that had inflicted the blows, and
when they spat In His faco, ho shout
ed: " Oh, I wish I'd been there when
they spat in His face!" He made as
if ho was grasping a ball club, and
one could close his eyes and hear the
swish of the willow bat as it
whizzed through the air and went
"cr-r-racksh!" Into tho skull of a
Roman soldier! At this point the
audience was fairly carried away,
and broke out into applause,
"Yes," he shouted, "I'm ready to pull
my coat off and die for Jesus
Christ!" and he suited the words by
his action by pulling off his coat
He declared that men are not in
earnest but that they are Just play
ing wun uoa.
"Hurry! Hurry! Pnpnl
Hurry! Hurry! Papal"
Billy Sunday closed his discourse,
which was a masterful exposition of
a rugged gospel breathed forth by a
man very much in earnest, by telling
of a true Incident that occurred in
the South in the family of one of his
friends and acquaintances. The man
took his son out In the woods where
ho was cutting down trees. After
felling a huge tree ho sat down on
tho fallen titan of the forest to rest,
and his little son came for permis
sion to wade in the lagoon. He gavo
permission, coupled with words of
caution, and the little fellow began
wading in the water. A small hil
lock hid the child from the father's
sight. Suddenly the father was
startled by hearing the lad call,
"Hurry, papa, hurry! Hurry, papa,
hurry!" Grasping his ax he ran
with the childish shout coming to
him, "Hurry! Hurry! Papa! The
alligator has me!" The man plung
ed into the water towartls the mon
ster that was bearing away the lad
to its feeding ground. 'Ho caught up
to It, and swinging back his ax was
about to crash it nto the reptile's
skull when with its tail it rapidly
churned tho water, and as the lad
called in terror to his father tho
brute disappeared from view and tho
water choked out the cries of an
guish. Men sought all that day for
the alligator, and it was finally found
and slain, but its death could not
soothe the broken hearts of the fath
er and mother.
"For days," said Sunday, " I could
not get away from tho cries of the
lad who thus perished; and at night,
I heard them in my sleep!"
And yet, he declared that the pow
ers of sin right In Wilkes-Barre were
far more terrible than the jaws of
alligators, and tho victims who are
going down to hell are calling to
Christians for help, crying out in
their agony and terror, Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry!"
Then followed the invitation, and
many men, women and children
came forward and shook hands with
Billy, showing that they Intended to
begin living active, earnest Chris
tian lives. Tears were flowing down
tho cheeks of many of those who
came forward.
AVliy There is a Call
For Billy Sunday.
There are those who wonder why
Billy Sunday is thus called upon to
come to talk to the public. The rea
son is plain. Listen!
A young minister became convinc
ed that his congregation needed a
plain talking to. Ho had heard Sam
Jones talk very plain, telling his
congregation that they were lop-eared
hounds, and if they didn't like it
they could get up and shack out.
They smiled, but sat still. That ap
pealed to him as being the correct
way to preach and ho resolved to try
it. He called his audience the fol
lowing Sunday lop-eared hounds,
and said if they didn't like it they
might get up and shack out. To his
astonishment they got up and
"shacked out."
Billy Sunday can say what no min
ister daro say, but probably wants to,
to his little congregation. Hence,
in order to got rugged truth before
tho congregation, Sunday is the most
available and effective evangelist
that can be obtained.
He preaches a very unique gospel,
and draws people to hear him bo
cause he tells them the truth and
Is fearless. There Is an old saying
that "all the world loves a lover",
and an equally true saying may be
summed up in the expression, "All
tho world likes to hear a brave man."
To those who complain that peo
ple do not care any moro to hear
the gospel, that only the few will
go to hear tho gospel, that only the
few will go to hear a sermon, while
the multitudes will flock to tho
shows and tho offerings of the world
tho writer hereof points to tho great
Billy Sunday crowds, greater than
can be gathered to witness any form
of amusement, any political move
ment or any literary efforts, and
asks that an explanation be offered.
Do wo not witness nn exemplifica
tion of tho gospel statement of tho
Master himself "And I, if I bo lift
ed up will drnw all men unto mo?"
FRANK P. WOODWARD.
Since Its introduction into tho
United States, the sales of Parisian
Sago have been phenomenal. This
success has led to many imitations.
Look out for them, get the genuine.
See that tho girl with the Auburn
hair is on every package.
Parisian Sage is the quickest act
ing and most efficient hair tonic in
the world.
It is made to conform to Dr. San-
gerbond's (of. Paris) proven theory
that dandruff, falling hair, baldness
an'd scalp itch are caused by germs.
Parisian sage kills these dandruff
germs and removes all trace of dand
ruff in two weeks, or money back;
it stops falling lair and itching scalp
and prevents baldness.
And remember that baldness is
caused by dandruff germs, thoso lit
tle liard working, persistent devils
that day and night do nothing but
dig Into the roots of the hair and
destroy its vitality.
Parisian Sago Is a daintily per
fumed hair dressing; not sticky or
greasy, and any woman who desires
luxuriant and bewitching hair can
get it in two weeks toy using Paris
Ian Sage. 50 cent? a large bottle at
Pell's and druggists everywhere.
Mch. 7 & 14.
HOW BIG DAM WAS
BUILT IN JUNGLES
Four American Engineers on
Project,
USE 300 NATIVE LABORERS
Odd Experiences Met In Construction
Work Through Wild Country Co
lombians Ape Clothes and Actions of
Newcomers Odd Labor Troubles
Arise Many Alligators Found.
Broadway, New York, looks good to
four engineers who recently returned
from the Colombian jungle, where
they spent two years among a thou
sand laborers of all nations building n
big concreto dam and power house in
connection with a project to develop
tho mining wealth of the region. S.
II. Glfford told tho story of their ex
periences: "Labor troubles? You don't know
what they are until you tackle a job.
us wo did, of building a dam across
San Juan creek, 375 miles from the
Atlantic coast.
"There were fifty Americans on the
job, and wo put up a dam 85 feet high,
2!)0 feet across tho crest nnd contain
ing 18,000 cubic feet of concreto. A
similar job would have taken one year
In the States, but it took two down
there.
"To begin with, we had nbout 300
natives, but It wns Impossible to do
anything with them. They never had
seen n piece of machinery before, and
overy tlmo we swung n derrick around
they'd take fright nnd run half n mile,
nnd It would take 'cm half nn hour to
recover sufficiently to return to work.
"We finally educnted them by bring
ing down lnborers from tho canal zone,
who hud been trained In American
methods. These men we put In re
sponsible positions, and as the natives
wore good imitators they soon 'caught
on' to the American way, and things
began to hum.
Natives Great Imitators.
"Tho natives carried their passion
for imitation further, often with hu
morous results. For example, at first
they wore very few clothes. After wo
hud imported tho men from the cnnal,
oil of them reasonably well clad and
wearing shoes, every native on the Job
took to watching them closely. They
soon found out that tho lnvnders wore
getting more money, and they figured
out a connection between wages nnd
clothes.
"At onco It became the ambition of
etery native to own a pair of shoes.
and all of them promptly bought, trad
ed for or stole a pair. Ostentatiously
they would wear the hoes out to work
so that their American bosses could
see them, but when they arrived on the
Job they would take them off. They
couldn't stand the pinch of civiliza
tion. "Thoso natives were finished perform
ers In the drinking lino. They would
drink anything they could get their
hands on and would spend almost ev
ery cent of their pay envelope to get
the stuff. Their favorite beverage was
nguadlente,' which is mostly nlcohol
flavored with anise.
"And this particular brand of 'booze'
had a very interesting effect on them,
though an Inconvenient ono for a la
borers' camp. As soon as they had
had three drinks they would start out
nt onco in senrch of those whom thoy
disliked. Thoy all carried machetes or
revolvers, and I never knew a pay day
to pass but what three or four of them
were killed.
Big Alligators.
"One of the sights hat Impresses an
American in penetrating into the In
terior of Colombia Is the populous col
ony of alligators on tho banks of the
Magdalena river. They literally cover
the sandbars. I counted 200 on one
bar alone. Hero and there along the
river the natives have built little half
moon shaped stockades Into the water,
mado by driving stakes into the sand,
whero their women can como down to
fetch water and bathe safely.
"It's so commonplace for people to bo
eaten up by alligators that no one
thinks anything about It.
"There in tho heart of Colombia, 375
miles from the Atlantic, Is an immense
nrea that Is a wonderfully rich mining
proposition. But It is not a poor man's
country; it will take a lot of capital.
Development must be on an Immense
scale. It is low grado placer mining,
but the vast area of gold bearing 'dirt'
will mako it a paying proposition. For
300 years tho district has been mined
by tho Spaniards by hand.
"The dam and power house which we
built was in connection with the first
largo modern dredge in Colombia for
gold dredging purposes.
"Colombia needs to reform some of
her laws. Sho wants to open her coun
try to foreigners more. Tho freight
rates on the steamers up tho Magda
lena river aro exorbitant, and, in addi
tion, tho Colombians levy a tax of $4 a
Ion for dredging tho river which Is
tiever dredged. Every piecp of our
stuff derricks, cable ways, donkey en
gines 'find electrical equipment was
brought from the United States."
Italy to Have Panama Show.
The Italian government has an
nounced in tho chamber of deputies
that Italy would participate officially
to the Panama-Pacific exposition at
San Francisco and aBked for an appro
priation of $400,000.
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