Imagine, indifferent reader of my story, the state of mind you would be
in if you could feel that you were placed in a position of positive
harmony with all your race; that you carried with you a balm that could
heal every earthly wound; an earthly gospel, even as the church thinks
it has a heavenly gospel--a remedy for poverty, crime, outrage and
over-taxed hand, heart and brain. And every night as you laid your head
on your pillow, you could say: "I have this day wronged no man. I have
this day worked for my race, I have let all my little plans go and have
worked on the grand plan that the Eternal Father has intended shall
sometime be completed. I feel that I am in harmony with Him. Now I know
He _is_ truly our Father. With an unending list of crimes and
social wrongs staring me in the face I doubted, and my heart was cast
down. Now the light is given me by which I see the way through the
labyrinth! It is our Father's beautiful garden in which we are. I have
learned that all is intended for order and beauty, but as children we
cannot yet walk so as not to stumble. Natural science has explained a
thousand mysteries. Social science--understand the word; not schemes,
plans or guessing, but genuine science, as far from guess or scheme as
astronomy or chemistry is--will reveal to us as many truths and
beauties as ever any other science has done.
Pages:
210
211
212
213
214
215
216
217
218
219
220
221
222
223
224
225
226
227
228
229
230
231
232
233
234