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portant points — first, tlie foolisli, senseless 

 fasiiion that some crazy people have got 

 into their heads of taking- the law into their 

 own liands. Second, that, notwithstanding 

 the command, " thou shalt not kill," there 

 is a time when it is right to kill in order 

 that we save the lives of the innocent; and 

 may God be praised that we have men like 

 Sheriff White who dare stand before a 

 crazy mob and say, " So help me God. 1 

 will kill the first man who comes past tliat 

 gate." I hope, if the time of trial sliould 

 come, God will give me grace and courage 

 to stand by this man. No wonder the mob 

 " evaporated." The above clipping does 

 not say whether that crowd was drunken or 

 not ; but judging from what I know of such 

 things, the mob was probably fired up with 

 beer or whisky. That is why it is getting to 

 be the fashion of closing the saloons when- 

 ever any violent outbreak occurs. After it 

 was all over, it turned out that the poor 

 colored man was entirely innocent. 



In our peaceful town of Bradentown, 

 Fla., a poor fellow was dragged out of jail 

 and hung up by just such a crowd. The 

 sheiiff excused himself by saying that " it 

 was not i:>ossible to stop them." The color- 

 ed man who worked for me informed me 

 aftenvard that the poor fellow who was 

 strung up was not right-witted, and prob- 

 ably was innocent of any deliberate wrong. 

 Of course the mob did not know about this, 

 and I fear some of them would not have 

 cared if they had known. The authorities 

 of Bradentown have recently broken up 

 several " speakeasies " in the colored part 

 of the town. 



GARDENING AND GODLINESS. 



Years ago I did a nice little business 

 growing and selling horseradish. We had a 

 grater run by the machinery in our factory, 

 and our women employees ground the roots 

 and put in our 1-lb. honey-bottles, and these 

 were carried fresh every day on our market- 

 wagon. As the bottles were returned next 

 trip, we sold a 1-lb. jar full for 10 cts. 

 Counting every expense as far as I could, 

 the gTated radish cost only about 4 cts., but 

 T tell you it took some " bossing " to secure 

 smooth running all the way from " pi'oducer 

 to consumer." With the above preface, let 

 us consider another successful ( ?) horse- 

 radish " son of toil." See below from first 

 page of Cleveland Plain Dealer of Dec. 26 : 



At the point of a revolver two masked burglars 

 early yesterday morning compelled Samuel Hirt, 2216 

 E. 40th St., horseradish manufacturer, to march 

 downstairs in his night clothes to a first-floor room of 

 his home, where they forced him to unlock a safe 

 containing $739, the receipts of his Christmas mar- 

 keting trade. 



Police last night still were searching for the rob- 

 l)ers, who fled fi'om the house in haste as soon as 

 they had snatcliod the rolls of bills and bags of 

 currency that the safe held. 



Aroused from sleep by noises in the rooms below, 

 Hirt left his bed and went to the top of a staircase, 

 where lie pressed a Ijuttou that lighted the lower hall. 



He saw a masked man standing at the foot of the 

 stairs with a revolver pointed up at him. 



" Turn that light out and be quick about it," the 

 Inirglar commanded hoarsely, giving a flourish of his 

 revolver to emphasize the order. 



Hirt didn't lu>sitate. With his hand still on the 

 button he gave a push that darkened the hall below 

 liim. Almost at the same instant a pocket lamp In 

 the hand of the burglar sent a stream of light up the 

 staircase. 



"Samuel — Samuel, what is the matter?" Mrs. 

 Hirt called to her husband from the bedroom 



" Don't say a word," commanded the burglar. 

 " Now, come on down the stairs." 



As Hirt walked slowly down with his hands in the 

 air the burglar at the foot of the steps called to a 

 companion in another room. 



"Come on in, .Jim; it's easy now," he said. 



A moment later a second masked man walked into 

 the hall. 



Indicating that they were familiar with the loca- 

 tion of the rooms of the house, the burglars compelled 

 Hirt to go to the room containing the safe. 



" Unlock it," one of the robbers ordered crisply. 



With trembling hands the market man figured the 

 dial to solve the combination. In his nervousnesvs 

 he was unable to open the doors quickly enough to 

 satisfy the robbers. 



" Remember, no bluffing goes," one of the burglars 

 warned. " Open it in a hurry or we'll send a bullet 

 into you." 



Again Hirt turned the dial and this time the large 

 handle on the door turned when he tried it. A mo- 

 ment later the door swung open. The electric flash 

 lamp lit up the interior and showed the treasure the 

 robbers were seeking. 



Hastily stuffing the money into their pockets the 

 robbers turned to Hirt with a parting warning. 



" Don't call for help until we get out of the 

 house," they said. 



The light flashed out and the robbers headed for a 

 rear door. 



A few moments later Hirt rushed into the street 

 and called for aid. A group of excited neighbors 

 gathered and a call was sent in to police of the third 

 precinct. No trace of the burglars was found. 



Hirt conducts two horseradish stands in the down- 

 town market district. One of his shops is at Huron 

 Road and E. 4th St., the other at Bolivar Road S. 

 E. and E. 4th St. The amount in the safe, $739, 

 represented his receipts for the three days preceding 

 Christmas. 



.V half-dozen other liurglaries on Christmas eve 

 were reported to police yesterday. Hold-up men also 

 plied their trade actively according to reports from 

 victims. 



Do you ask what the above has to do with 

 godliness, or what it has to do with us? 

 Listen : Friend Hirt is an honest, hard- 

 working man. Through days of toil he had 

 reaped his final harvest, and was sleeping 

 tlie sleep of the just. His money, taken in 

 late at night, was deposited in a good safe. 

 He was a prudent man; but what did his 

 " safe " or any safe amount to? A fiend in 

 human form coveted his hard-earned savings 

 made from growing and selling horseradish. 

 We are sometimes tempted to ask, " Is thete 

 really a God above? " If so, why does hc^ 



