. Social Dynamite: The Wickedness of Modern Society from the Discources of T. De Witt Talmage . anted the worlds plaudits and the worldsgains. They felt that if they could get this world they wouldhave everything. Some of them started out for the pleasuresof the world. They thought that the man who laughed loudest was happiest. Theytried repartee and conun-drum and burlesque and mad-rigal. They thought theywould like to be Tom Hoods,or Charles Lambs, or EdgarA. Poes. They mingled wineand music and the spectacu-lar. They were worshippersof the harlequin, and themerry Andrew, and the buf-foon, a
. Social Dynamite: The Wickedness of Modern Society from the Discources of T. De Witt Talmage . anted the worlds plaudits and the worldsgains. They felt that if they could get this world they wouldhave everything. Some of them started out for the pleasuresof the world. They thought that the man who laughed loudest was happiest. Theytried repartee and conun-drum and burlesque and mad-rigal. They thought theywould like to be Tom Hoods,or Charles Lambs, or EdgarA. Poes. They mingled wineand music and the spectacu-lar. They were worshippersof the harlequin, and themerry Andrew, and the buf-foon, and the jester. Lifewas to them foam and bubbleand cachination and royster-ing and grimace. They were so full of glee they couldhardly repress their mirth even on solemn occasions, andthey came near bursting out hilariously even at theburial, because there was something so dolorous in thetone or countenance of the undertaker. After a whilemisfortune struck them hard on the back. They foundthere was something they could not laugh at. Undertheir late hours their health gave way, or there was a. EDGAR A. POE. spoils. 427 death in the house. Of every green thing their soul wasexfoliated. They found out that life was more than a the heart of God there blazed into their soul an earnest-ness they had never felt before. They awoke to their sinful-ness and their immortality, and now they are at sixty orseventy years of age as appreciative of all innocent mirth asthey ever were, but they are bent on a style of satisfactionwhich, in early life, they never hunted; the evening of theirdays brighter than the morning. Then there are others who started out for financial suc-cess. They see how limber the rim of a mans hat is whenhe bows down before some one transpicuous. They felt theywould like to see how the world looked from the window ofa three thousand dollar turn-out. They thought they wouldlike to have the morning sunlight tangled in the head-gearof a dashing span. The wanted th
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