My Lord! when I think o' such things comin' to
ME! It don't seem like I deserved it--no man ever tried harder to
raise his boys right than I have. I planned and planned and planned
how to bring 'em up to be guards to drive the wolves off, and how to
be builders to build, and build bigger. I tell you this business life
is no fool's job nowadays--a man's got to have eyes in the back of his
head. You hear talk, sometimes, 'd make you think the millennium had
come--but right the next breath you'll hear somebody hollerin' about
'the great unrest.' You BET there's a 'great unrest'! There ain't
any man alive smart enough to see what it's goin' to do to us in the
end, nor what day it's got set to bust loose, but it's frothin' and
bubblin' in the boiler. This country's been fillin' up with it from
all over the world for a good many years, and the old camp-meetin'
days are dead and done with. Church ain't what it used to be.
Nothin's what it used to be--everything's turned up from the bottom,
and the growth is so big the roots stick out in the air. There's an
awful ruction goin' on, and you got to keep hoppin' if you're goin' to
keep your balance on the top of it.
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