NOVEMBER 1, 1914 



you think of the wretches who took the 

 honest earnings of these two poor hard- 

 working- people? How does it come that 

 I here are such people? and especially how 

 does it come that we have so many cases 

 reported almost as bad as the above, almost 

 continually, in the great city of Cleveland? 

 I reply as I have replied before, that it is 

 the outcome and legitimate fruit of the 

 saloon traffic. This Home paper will not 

 meet your eye, probably, until after the 

 campaign that is now stirring the State of 

 Ohio as it hardly ever has been stirred be- 

 fore, is over. While I write (Oct. 14), God 

 only knows the outcome. Now, friends, is 

 it possible that any one can vote wet who 

 has the feeling in his heart toward his fel- 

 low-men, such as I have tried to picture in 

 the outset between daughter and mother in 

 this little story? Is there any thing in 

 this whole wide world that will ever root 

 out self and selfishness, that will do away 

 with wars and rumors of wars, as will the 

 gospel of Jesus Christ that we are endea- 

 voring to plant among all people all over 

 this whole wide world of ours? 



There is considerable complaint along the 

 line of the high cost of living, to the effect 

 that grocers are charging too much; and 

 when it is sifted down it seems that, since 

 the advent of the free delivery of groceries, 

 and every thing else, that grocers must 

 charge a higher price. To illustrate this, 

 yesterday's daily told of a merchant, I 

 think somewhere in Kansas, who had two 

 stores side by side. From one of them one 

 could order by telephone and have the stuff 

 delivered. From the other store, however, 

 he must take a basket and go to the store 

 and get his stuff, pay cash, and carry it 

 home in the old-fashioned way. Well, this 

 merchant advertised that one could have 

 every thing in his stock right straight 

 through at ten per cent less if he came and 

 got it himself and paid cash down. Now, 

 I think this, if it is true (and I hope it is), 

 is a big object-lesson. 



A good deal has been said about buying 

 of the department stores. You know their 

 terms are, " spot cash first : goods delivered 

 afterward." They have no bad debts — no 

 losses from people who do not pay. Years 

 ago good Christian men tried again and 

 again to start a cash store — spot cash from 

 everybody; but it is a hard matter unless 

 you have two stores, as illustrated above. 

 J ust one more illustration : 



When I was a business man on the street, 

 my next-door neighbor started a spot-cash 

 gi'oeery. He sold cheaper than anybody 

 else. One day one of the richest and most 

 influential men in the town came for some 



butter just before dinner-time. He then 

 discovered that, in clianging his clothing, he 

 had left his money at home. What should 

 my neighbor the grocer do? He would 

 have to make a break in on his invariable 

 rule or he would have to offend one of his 

 best customers. Pie chose the latter alter- 

 native. The butter was placed on the coun- 

 ter, and his good friend the customer traded 

 elsewhere after that. May God help us in 

 our efforts to solve in a Christianlike way 

 this unending stumbling-block of dealing 

 Avith people who do not or can not pay. 



Suppose, friends, that not only individ- 

 uals, but great business firms — their rivals 

 in business — should feel toward each other 

 and do business with each other as do the 

 daughter and mother I have mentioned. 

 Would it not be a happy world to live in ? 

 And, finally, supjDose the great nations of 

 the earth should come to a point where even 

 they could deal with each other and settle 

 differences in that same spirit — " peace on 

 earth, good will toward men." 



WHEN GLEANINGS WAS PRINTED BY WIND- 

 MILL POWER. 



When this journal was first started, it 

 was for a time done by the power ot the 

 wind. I think, friends, with your permis- 

 sion, I will go a little further back. In my 

 childhood I was very fond of investigating 

 the forces of nature. Close by my boyhood 

 home in Mogadore, Summit Co., Ohio, was 

 a little stream fed by soft-water springs. 

 As soon as I was big enough to play in the 

 water and build a dam I had a little water- 

 fall, then a waterwheel ; and it did not take 

 very much ingenuity to put a crank on the 

 end of the shaft of the waterwheel, and a 

 little later a rude sawmill was rigged up in 

 imitation of the water-power sawmills so 

 much used then, for cutting lumber. A 

 little later I read in the geography about 

 windmills over in Holland for grinding 

 grain and pumping water. I also read 

 somewhere, or somebody told me, they made 

 the sails of cloth; and as we lived on a 

 little hill where there was a good breeze, I 

 soon had a windmill with cloth sails that 

 would actually run my mother's old-fash- 

 ioned spinning-wheel. 



About 1852 my father moved back to 

 Medina Co., where he had a little farm in 

 the woods. I think I shed some tears when 

 I was called on to leave the babbling brook 

 that ran my sawmill, and the ducks and 

 chickens I was already interested in. At 

 the same time I had made some progress in 

 electricity. I had a galvanic battery of 

 home manufacture, but it did not work 



