The Sunday Gazetteer. (Denison, Tex.), Vol. 16, No. 43, Ed. 1 Sunday, February 13, 1898 Page: 2 of 4
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to lie and steal; but rible as the coffin.
PUOFKB8IOWAL.
J§ W. HASSELL,
Attorney at Law and Notary Public
Weat Stairway Muller Block,
Denison, Texas.. . i . . .
J T. SUGGS,
Attorney at Law and Notary Public.
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used to lie and steal; but rible as the coffin. It
now, thanks to the grace and blood Uons and shed the blood
of Jesus Christ, I have quit ’em | less thousands. It
>ta, in a great measure."
Of course all the people were not I subverted the idea of justice,
exactly of one mind. There were mercy from the heart, changed men I to feel certain
some scoffers, and now and then to fiends, and banished
man had sente enough to | the brain.
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Sad in.
some
laui
would tell of unbelievers
lived and died in peace,
SCIENCE THE NAME OP A VAGUE
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Prophixtor
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“WHY I AM AK AGHOBTIO."
A Few Extracts From Colonel Ingersoll's
Lecture.
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There ia space in this issue of the
Gassttssr to give only a few ex*
tracts from Colonel Ingersoll’s lec-
ture delivered at the Denison opera
house Thursday night, and these
afford only a glimpse of the wit,
pathos, philosophy and reasoning
of the distinguished orator. Some
of his most radical utterances will
be found below, but they lose much
of their force isolated from the
text. To fully realize the wonder-
ful power of the man over an audi-
ence, to fully appreciate his
neatness, he must be beard:
that this world
sugh at the threats of the priests j
nd make x jest of hell. Some]
who had I
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LITERATURE READ IN YOUTH.
In my youth I
^f0<orijT« aad dto>
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reached at. , . . ,----
earnest. th"t the •*rPen* seduced our mot;
The ministers who
these revivals were ... __________ _ . --r--------
They were zealous and sincere. 1“vf> k^d was, in fact, the father of
They were not philosophers. To] ,'n- “e nlao believed that the
them science was the name of a 1 while in the ark, had thtir
had
about the
and
of
to know that tba “in-
mv youth I read religious I spired" w”riter kna# nothing of the
books—books about God, about the history of the earth—nothing of tba
atonement, about salvation by faith, great forces of Nature—of wind and
and about the other worlds. I be- wave and Are—forces that bare
came familiar with the comments- destroyed and built wracked aad
tors, with Adam Clark, who thought I wrought, through all the countleaa
her I years.
And let me tell the ministers
again that they should not
their time in answ
Use fall ot ma
the atonement and salvation by
fnm, are far older than our religion.
Iar our bleated gospel—in our di
Oanltal
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vague dread of a dangerous enemy. I n*{ures changed to that degree that should attack the geologists. They
They did not know much, but they devoured straw together and should deny things that have been
believed a great deal. To them enj°yed *«ch other's society, thus discovered. They should launch
>. They Prefiguring the blessed milennium. their curses at the
I £ re*d Scott, who was such a natu- seas, and dash »h«.lr
hell was a
could see
burning reality,
the smoke and flames. I
blaspheming
beads against
The devil was no myth. He was 1r** theologian that he really thought the Infidel rocks. Then I studied
an actual person, a rival of God, an I*?® *?ory **haeton, ol the wild steeds | bio
ear-
—________ . - - ---biology—not much—just enough to
enemy of mankind. They thought “••king across the aky, corroborated know something of animal forms,
that the important business of this l“e »t*>ry of Joshua having stopped enough to know that life existed
life was to save your soul, that all *un ,nd m00?" So I read when Laurentian rocks w«ra made;
should resist and scorn the pleasures I "enrv *nd MtKnight, and found I just enough to know that impla-
of sense, and keep their eyes steadi- out Uod so loved the world menta of stone, implements that bad
ly fixed on the golden gates of the that he made up bis mind to damn been formed by human bands, bad
New Jerusalem. They were tin- • **rEe majority of the human race. I been found mingled with the bone*
balanced, emotional, hysterical, I I_r*ad Cruden, who made the great I of entinct animals, bones that bad
bigoted, hsteful, loving and insane. I Concordance, and made the raira- j been aplit with these implements,
They really believed the Bible to be «*•» •m»U and probable ae he and that tbaae animals had ceased to
the actual word of God, a book I could. • • • • • I exist hundreds of thousands of rears
without mistake or contradiction. We had Edwards on "The Will," before the manufacture of Ada
They called its cruelties justice, its I 'n which the reverend author shows I sad Eve.
absurdities mysteries, its miracles necessity has no effect 00 ac- the old testament rejected.
facts, and the idiotic passages were countability—and that when God
regarded as profoundly spiritual, creates a human being, and at the. . ,_____. . . .
They dwelt on the pangs, the re-1 ‘>me determines and decrees | ^il|l*fn,CC^frd ““?*
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For the most part we inherit our
opinion#. We are the heirs of
habits and mental customs. Our
beliefs like the iashion of our gar-
ments, depend on where we were
born. We are molded and fashion-
ed by our surroundings.
Environment is a sculptor—a
painter.
It we had been born in Constan-
tinople, tbe most of us would have
said: “There is no God but Allah,
and Mohammed ia his prophet."
If our parents had lived on tbe
banks of tbe Ganges, we would
have been worshipers of Siva, long-
ing for the heaven of Nirvana.
As a rule, children love their pa-
rents, believe what they teach, and
take great pride in saying that the
religion of mother is good enough
for them.
Belief is not subject to the will
Men think as they must. Children
do not, and cannot, believe exactly
as they are taught. They are not
exactly like their parents. They
differ in temperament, in expe-
dience, in capacity—in surround-
ings. And so there is a
continual, though almost impercep-
tible change. There is develop-
ment, conscious and unconscious
growth, and by comparing longpe
riods of time we find that the old
has been almost abandoned, almost
lost* in the new. Men cannot re-
main stationary. Tbe mind esnnot
be securely anchored. If we do not
advance we go hackward. If we do
not grow, we decay. If we do not
develop, we shrink aud shrivel.
RAISED AMONG BELIEVERS.
Like most of you, I was raised
among people who knew—who
were certain. They did not reason
or investigate. They had no
doubts. They knew that they had
the truth, in their creed there was
no guess—no perhaps. They had a
revelation from God. They knew
the beginning of things. * ’
They knew that thera was a per
petual battle waged between the
great powers of good and evil for
the poseasion of human souls. They
knew that many centuries ago God
had left his throne and bad been
born a babe into this poor world
for the sake of saving a few. They
also knew that the human heart was
utterly depraved, so that man by
nature was in love with wrong and
hated God with all his might.
RESPECTABLE WAY OF GOING TO
HELL.
All who doubted or denied would
be lost. To live a moral and hon-
est life—to keep your contracts, to
take care of wife and child—to
make a happy borne—to be a good
citizen, a patriot, a just and thought-
ful man, was simply a respectable
way of going to bell.
God did not reward men for be-
ing honest, generous and brave,
but for the act of faith—without
faith, all tbe so-called virtues were
sins, and the men who practiced
these virtues, without faith, de-
served to suffer eternal pain.
All these comforting and reason-
able things were taught by the
ministers in their pulpits—by teach-
ers in Sunday schools and by pa-
rents at home. The children were
victims. They were assaulted in
the cradle—in their mother’s arms.
Tben, the schoolmaster carried oh
the war against their natural sense,
and all the books they read were
filled with tbe same impossible
truths. The poor children
helpless. The atmosphere they
breathed was filled with lies—lies
that mingled with their blood. *
THE CHARACTER OF RELIGIOUS
be avoided,
heaven could be obtained. #
told their hearers to believe, to havel^J**
faith, to give their hearts to God,
their sins to Christ, who would bear
their burdens and make their souls
as white as snow.
All this the ministers really be-
lieved. They were absolutely cer-
tain. In their minds the devil had
tried in vain to sow the seeds of
doubt.
I heard hundreds of these evan-
gelical sermons, beard hundreds of
the most fearful and vivid descrip
tions of the tortures inflicted in hell,
of the horrible state of tbe lost. I
supposed that what 1 heard
and God in hit justice and mercy
They | has the right to torture the soul ot
human being forever. Yet
taught about tbe origin of worlds
I and men wm utterly untrue.
I gave up the Old Testament oa
account of its mistakes, its absurdi-
ties, iU ignorance, and ita cruelty
II gave up the New because
Edwards said that be loved God.
The fact is that if you believe In
an infinite God, and also in eternal, . . , - .
punishment, then you must admit r0*****,^ (°r the truth of tbe Old. 1
that Calvin and Edwards were ab- P*v* rt “P »• ito
solutely right. Then is no eacape '*• because Quia*
from their conclusions if you admit ■“ d,*:,P]e• ,n.,b* «*
their premises. They were infinite-l!**nce of “evils.
was
true, and yet I did not believe it. I
said: "It is," and then I thought:
“It cannot be.” These sermons
made but taint impression on my
mind. I was not convinced.
I had no desire to be “convert-
ed,” did not want a “new heart,
and had no wish to be "born
again.”
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LITERATURE
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505 W. Main street.
SEMONS.
The sermons' were mostly at
the pains and agonies of hell, tbe
joys and ecstasies of heaven, salva-
tion by faith, and the efficacy of the
atonement. Tbe little churcbes in
which tbe services were held were
generally small, badly ventilated
and exceedingly warm. Tbe emo-
tional sermons, the tad singing, the
hysterical amens, the hope
heaven, the fear of hell, caused
many to lose the little sense they
bad. They became substantially
insane. In this condition they
flocked to the “mourners’* bench,"
asked for tbe prayers of the faith-
ful, bad strange feelings, prayed
and wept, and thought they bad
been “bora again." Then they
would tell their experience—bow
wicked they had been, how evil had
Li...
THE INFINrTE MONSTER.
cruel, their premises infinitely
absurd, their God infinitely fiendish,
and their logic perfect.
And yet I have kindness and can-
dor enough to say that Calvin and
Edwards were both insane.
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nothing original. All old—all
Than I concluded that all ra-
pon* had bean naturally pro-
iced, aad that all were variation*,
odifications of one—then I felt
that I knew that all were the work
of man.
Then I asked myself the question:
s there a supernatural power—an
arbitrary mind—an enthrooed God-
supreme will that swart the tides
and currents of the world—to which
all causes bow t
I do not deny. I do not know.
Is thera a God ?
I do not know.
Is man immortal ?
I do not know.
One thing I do know, and that
is, that neither hope nor fear,
belief nor denial, can change
tbe fact It is a* it is, and it will be1
as it must be.
We wait and hope.
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t. A. Slack,
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DEVOUT, ORTHODOX AND IDIOTIC.
We hadjpleuty of tbeologicel lit-
erature. There was Jenkyn oa tbe
Atonement," who demonstrated
the wisdom of God in devising a
way in which the suffering of inno-
cence could justify the guilty. He
tried to show that children could be
justly punished for tbe sins ot their
Yet, in spite of my surroundings,
of my education, I had no love for
God. He was so saving of his
mercy, so extravagant in murder,
so anxious to kill, so ready to as-
sassinate, .that I hated him with all
my heart. At his command babes
were butchered, women violated,
and tbe white hair of trembling age
stained with blood. Thia God vis-
ited the people with pestilence,
filled the houses and covered the
streets with the dying and the dead
saw babes starving on the breasts of
pallid mothers, heard the sobs, saw
the tears, the sunken cheeks, tbe
sightless eyes, the new-made graves,
and remained as pitiless as the pes-
tilence.
This God withheld the rain—
caused the tamine—saw the fierce
eyes of hunger—the wasted forms,
the white lips, saw mothers eating
babes, and remained as ferocious as
famine.
It seems to me impossible for a
civilized man to love or worship
or respect the God of the Old Tes-
tament. A really civilized man,
a really civilized woman, must hold
such a God in abhorrence and con
tempt.
But in the old days the good peo-
ple justified Jehovah in his treat-
ment of the heathen. The wretches
who were murdered were idolators,
and therefore unfit to live.
According to the Bible, God had
never revealed himself to these
people, and he knew that without a
revelation they could not know that
be was the true God. Whose fsult
was it, then, that they were heathen ?
Tbe Christians said that God had
the right to destroy them because
he had created them. What did he
create them for ? He knew when
he made them that they would be
food for the sword. He knew that
he would have the pleasure of seeing
them murdered. # a *
In the Old Testament, they said,
God is the judge but in the New,
Christ is the merciful. As a matter
of fact the New Testament is in-
finitely worse than the Old. In the
Old there is no threat of eternal
pain. Jehovah had no eternal
prison, no everlasting fire. His
hatred ended at the grave. His re-
venge was satisfied when his enemy
was dead.
In the New Testament death is
not the end, but the beginning of
punishment that has no end. In
the New Testament the malice of
God is infinite and the hunger of
his revenge is eternal.
The orthodox God, when clothed
in human flesh, told bis disciples
not to resist evil, to love tbeir ene-
mies, and when smitten on one
cheek to turn the other, and yet we
are told that this same God, with
the same loving lips, uttered these
heartless, fiendish word*: “Depart,
ye cursed, into everlasting fire,
prepared for the devil and his an-
gels." These are the words of
“eternal love.
No human being has imagination
enough to conceive of this infinite
horror^
All that the human race has suf-
fered in war and want, in pestilence
and famine, in fire and flood—all
the pangs and pains of every dis-
ease and r---*—j- *• *“*=
ancestors, and that men could, if
they had faith, be justly credited
with tbe virtues of others. Nothing
could be more devout, orthodox aod
idiotic. But all the theology was
not in prose. We had Milton with
his celestial militia—with bit great
and blundering God, hit proud and
cunning devil—hi* wars between
immortals, and all the sublime ab-
surdities that religion wrought
within tbe blind man’s brain. • • •
We had Pollock’s “Course of
Time." with ita worm that never
dies, its quenchless flames, its end-
lets pangs, its leering devils, end
its gloating God.
poem should have been written in a
madhouse. In it you find all the
cries and groans and
maniacs when they tear and rend
each other’s flesh. It is as heart-
less, as hideous, as hellish as the
thirty-second chapter of Deuterono-
my.
talked and made
bargain* with them, expelled them
from people and animals.
Thu, of itself, it enough. We
know, if we know anything, that
devils do not exist—that Christ never
cast them oat, end that if he pre-
tended to, be was either ignorant,
dishonest, or insane. These stories
shoot devil* demonstrate the human,
the ignorant origin of tba New
Testament. I gave up the New
Testament because it rewards
credulity and curses brave and hon-
est men, and because it teaches the
infinite horror of eternal pain.
Having spent my youth in read-
ing books about religion—about tbe
“new birtK"—tbe disobedience of
our first parents, tbe atooement,
salvation by faith, the wickedness
of pleasure, the degrading conse-
quences of love, and the impossibil-
ity of getting to heaven by being
honest and generous, and having
become somewhat weary of the
frayed and raveled thoughts, you
can imagine my surprise, my de-
light, wben I read tbe poems of
Robert Barns.
Tbe Peris News is s strong sup-
porter of Sayers and says 1 “Major
Joseph D. Sayers is growing more |
popular every day for governor
Texas. The beet evidence of
fitness for tbe position is that ia bk
own borne and in south and west I
Texas be ia a prime favorite. Peo-
ple who know him best stand
strongest for him. Besides be be-
long* to no ring or clique."
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a devils and 1 WM w*tb tbe writing*
This frightful °* **** devout *nd insincere, the pi-
* ' ous and petrified, tbe pare end
heartless. Here was a natural, hon-
shrieks of Ie,t m*n’ 1 knew tbe work*
1 those who regarded all Nature
every death—all this is as
of
_ as
depraved, and looked upon love as
the legacy and perpetual witnesses
of original sin. Here was e man
who plucked Joy from the mire,
made goddesses of peasant girls,
and enthroned the honest man.
We all know the beautiful hymn, ^m^.cT.F££,.WU!, '“h."8
commencing with the cheerful line I embraced all form* of auffer
‘HARK, fkom the tombs.
Bonn* a Hans.
Paying rent is like pouring water
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Hark, from tbe tombs, a doleful
sound." Nothing cou\d have been
more appropriate for children. It
it well to put a coffin where it can
be seen from a cradle. Wben a
mother nurses her child,
ing life, who hated slavery of every
kind, who was at natural as heaven’s
blue, with humor kindly as an au-
tumn day, with wit as sharp as
Ithunel’s spear, and acorn that
| blasted like the aimoon'e breath. A
motner nurses Her child, an "pen i wLo ^ ^ wof,d ,hji Hf
grave should be at her feet this the tbi o{ d .Jj lac^
would tend to make the babe sen- above .U el,e the thriilmg ecitacie*
ous, reflective, religious and miser
able. • * * #
We had the Book of Martyrs,
showing that Christians had for
many centuries imitated tbe GoJ
they worshiped!
We had the history of the Wal-
denses—of the Reformation of the
church. We had Pilgrim’* Pro
gress, Baxter’s Call and Butler’s
Analogy. • • •
Among such books my youth was
passed. All the seeds of Christi-
anity, of superstition, were sown in
my mind and cultivated with great
diligence and care.
HEART AND BRAIN SAID NO.
All that time I knew nothing of
anv science—nothing about tbe other
side, nothing of the objectioai that
had been urged against tbe bleaaed
scripture*, or against the perfect
Congregational creed. Of course I
had heard the ministers speak of
blasphemers, of Infidel wretches, of
scoffers who laughed at holy things.
They did not answer their argu-
ments, but they tore their characters
into shreds and demonstrated by tbe
fury ohassertion that they had done
tbe Devil's work. And yet in spite
of all 1 heard
not quite
heart said no.
For a time I left the dreams, the
insanities, the illusions and delus-
ions, the nightmares of theology. I
studied astronomy, just a little—I
examined map* of the heavens—
learned the names of some of the
constellations—of some of the stars—
found something of their slxe, and
tbe velocity with which they wheeled
in their orbits—obtained a faint
conception of astronomical spaces—
found that some of the known stars
are *0 tar away in tha depths ot
space that their light, traveling at
the rate of nearly two hundred
thousand miles a second, required
many years to reach this little world
—found that, compared with tbe
great stars, our earth was but a
j, of all I read, I could
believe. My brain and
nothing compared to the agonies to grain of sand—an atom—found that
be endurfld by one lost soul. This
ia the consolation of tbe Christian
religion. This ia the justice of
God—the mercy of Christ.
This frightful dogma, this in-
finite lie, made me tbe
tbe old belief, that ail tbe hosts
of heaven bad been created for the
benefit of man, was infinitely ab-
surd.
I compared what was really known
I elae the thrilling ecstasies
of humah love.
I read and read again with rapt-
ure, tears and smiles, feeling that a
great heart was throbbing in tbe
lines. a a a a
I read Byron—read his Cain, in
which, as in Paradise Lost, the devil
seems to be tbe better god—read his
beautiful, sublime, and bitter lines—
read his “Prisoner of Chilloa"—
his best—a poem that filled I
heart with tenderness, with pity,
and with an eternal hatred of
tyranny.
I read Shelley’s "Queen Mab,
a poem filled with beauty, courage,
thought, sympathy, tears and acorn,
m which a brave soul tears down
tbe prison walla and floods tbe cell
with light. I read hit "Skylark"—
winged flam*—passionate as
blood, tender as tears, pure a* light.
I read Keats, “whose name was
writ in water"—read “Sl Agaee
Eve," e story told witn such an art
leas art that this poor common world
ia changed to fairy land—the
"Grecian Urn," that fills the soul
with ever eager love, with all the
rapture of imagined eoag—tbe
“Nightingale,” n melody in which
there is the memory of mot
melody that diet away in duak and
tears, paining tbe sense* with its
perfectness.
And then I reed Shakespeare, the
plays, tbe sonnets, the poems—
read all. I beheld a new heaven
and e new earth. Shakespeare,
who knew the brain and heart ol
man—tbe hopes and fears, the loves
and hatred, the vices aad the virtues
of the human race; whose imagina-
tion read the tear blurred records,
the blood-stained pages of all the
past, and saw falliag athwart the
outspread scroll tbe light ot hope
mad love, Shakespeare, who souodec 1
every depth—while on the
peak there fell the shadow of bis
wings. • •
The sacred books of §11 tbe world
are worthies* dross and common
atones compared with Shakespeare’s
glittering gold and gleaming
implacable about the star* with tbe account of
I concluded that all religions
-a belief ir
tbe same foundation—a 1
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