Reading the Other Side

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 22, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 20.

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Reading the Other Side

GOING along the street in Logansport one morning, a business man from the other side called out to me: “Good morning, Jim!” and crossed over to where I was.
After the usual greetings, I said to him, “Are you saved yet?”
Laughing, he said, “There you go again!” Then he said to me, “Jim, you ought to read the other side.”
I asked him what the other side was.
He answered, “Did you ever read Socrates?”
Calling him by name, I said: “No, I haven’t read Socrates; but, honestly, now, did you ever see a man on his knees thanking Socrates for all that he had and was?”
“No, Jim,” he replied, “I never did.”
“Did you ever see a good old woman on her deathbed calling her children about her and telling them that whatever they did, to stick to Socrates?”
Again he answered, “No, I never did, Jim.”
“You knew old Jim Burwick, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I surely did.”
“And you know the new Jim? Well, did you ever see such a change made in a man in all your life by reading Socrates as has been made in me?”
“No, Jim, I really never did.”
“Say, man,” I said, “you’d better read the other side!”— Jim Burwick.