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where he went into the employ of the Superior

Copper Mining Company at $15 a week again,
but with the proviso in his contract that he should

have an interest in any mines he should discover
for the company. I don't believe he ever discovered

a mine, and if I am looking in the face of any
stockholder of that copper company you wish

he had discovered something or other. I have
friends who are not here because they could not

afford a ticket, who did have stock in that company
at the time this young man was employed

there. This young man went out there, and I
have not heard a word from him. I don't know

what became of him, and I don't know whether
he found any mines or not, but I don't believe

he ever did.
But I do know the other end of the line. He

had scarcely gotten out of the old homestead before
the succeeding owner went out to dig potatoes.

The potatoes were already growing in the ground
when he bought the farm, and as the old farmer

was bringing in a basket of potatoes it hugged
very tight between the ends of the stone fence.

You know in Massachusetts our farms are nearly
all stone wall. There you are obliged to be very

economical of front gateways in order to have
some place to put the stone. When that basket

hugged so tight he set it down on the ground,
and then dragged on one side, and pulled on the

other side, and as he was dragging that basket
through this farmer noticed in the upper and

outer corner of that stone wall, right next the
gate, a block of native silver eight inches square.

That professor of mines, mining, and mineralogy
who knew so much about the subject that he

would not work for $45 a week, when he sold
that homestead in Massachusetts sat right on

that silver to make the bargain. He was born
on that homestead, was brought up there, and

had gone back and forth rubbing the stone with
his sleeve until it reflected his countenance, and

seemed to say, ``Here is a hundred thousand
dollars right down here just for the taking.''

But he would not take it. It was in a home in
Newburyport, Massachusetts, and there was no

silver there, all away off--well, I don't know where,
and he did not, but somewhere else, and he was

a professor of mineralogy.
My friends, that mistake is very universally

made, and why should we even smile at him. I
often wonder what has become of him. I do not

know at all, but I will tell you what I ``guess''
as a Yankee. I guess that he sits out there by his

fireside to-night with his friends gathered around
him, and he is saying to them something like this:

``Do you know that man Conwell who lives in
Philadelphia?'' ``Oh yes, I have heard of him.''

``Do you know that man Jones that lives in
Philadelphia?'' ``Yes, I have heard of him, too.''

Then he begins to laugh, and shakes his sides
and says to his friends, ``Well, they have done

just the same thing I did, precisely''--and that
spoils the whole joke, for you and I have done

the same thing he did, and while we sit here and
laugh at him he has a better right to sit out there

and laugh at us. I know I have made the same
mistakes, but, of course, that does not make any

difference, because we don't expect the same man
to preach and practise, too.

As I come here to-night and look around this
audience I am seeing again what through these

fifty years I have continually seen-men that are
making precisely that same mistake. I often wish

I could see the younger people, and would that the
Academy had been filled to-night with our high-

school scholars and our grammar-school scholars,
that I could have them to talk to. While I would

have preferred such an audience as that, because
they are most susceptible, as they have not grown

up into their prejudices as we have, they have
not gotten into any custom that they cannot

break, they have not met with any failures as
we have; and while I could perhaps do such an

audience as that more good than I can do grown-
up people, yet I will do the best I can with the

material I have. I say to you that you have
``acres of diamonds'' in Philadelphia right where

you now live. ``Oh,'' but you will say, ``you
cannot know much about your city if you think

there are any `acres of diamonds' here.''
I was greatly interested in that account in the

newspaper of the young man who found that
diamond in North Carolina. It was one of the

purest diamonds that has ever been discovered,
and it has several predecessors near the same

locality. I went to a distinguished professor in
mineralogy and asked him where he thought those

diamonds came from. The professor secured the
map of the geologic formations of our continent,

and traced it. He said it went either through the
underlying carboniferous strata adapted for such

production, westward through Ohio and the
Mississippi, or in more probability came eastward

through Virginia and up the shore of the Atlantic
Ocean. It is a fact that the diamonds were there,

for they have been discovered and sold; and that
they were carried down there during the drift

period, from some northern locality. Now who
can say but some person going down with his

drill in Philadelphia will find some trace of a
diamond-mine yet down here? Oh, friends! you cannot

say that you are not over one of the greatest
diamond-mines in the world, for such a diamond

as that only comes from the most profitable mines
that are found on earth.

But it serves simply to illustrate my thought,
which I emphasize by saying if you do not have

the actual diamond-mines literally you have all
that they would be good for to you. Because

now that the Queen of England has given the
greatest compliment ever conferred upon American

woman for her attire because she did not appear
with any jewels at all at the late reception in

England, it has almost done away with the use
of diamonds anyhow. All you would care for

would be the few you would wear if you wish
to be modest, and the rest you would sell for

money.
Now then, I say again that the opportunity

to get rich, to attain unto great wealth, is here
in Philadelphia now, within the reach of almost

every man and woman who hears me speak to-
night, and I mean just what I say. I have not

come to this platform even under these circumstances
to recite something to you. I have come

to tell you what in God's sight I believe to be the
truth, and if the years of life have been of any

value to me in the attainment of common sense,
I know I am right; that the men and women sitting

here, who found it difficult perhaps to buy
a ticket to this lecture or gathering to-night, have

within their reach ``acres of diamonds,'' opportunities
to get largely wealthy. There never was

a place on earth more adapted than the city of
Philadelphia to-day, and never in the history of

the world did a poor man without capital have
such an opportunity to get rich quickly and

honestly as he has now in our city. I say it is the
truth, and I want you to accept it as such; for

if you think I have come to simply recite something,
then I would better not be here. I have no

time to waste in any such talk, but to say the
things I believe, and unless some of you get

richer for what I am saying to-night my time is
wasted.

I say that you ought to get rich, and it is your
duty to get rich. How many of my pious brethren

say to me, ``Do you, a Christian minister, spend
your time going up and down the country advising

young people to get rich, to get money?'' ``Yes,
of course I do.'' They say, ``Isn't that awful!

Why don't you preach the gospel instead of
preaching about man's making money?'' ``Because

to make money honestly is to preach the
gospel.'' That is the reason. The men who get

rich may be the most honest men you find in the
community.

``Oh,'' but says some young man here to-night,
``I have been told all my life that if a person has

money he is very dishonest and dishonorable and
mean and contemptible. ``My friend, that is

the reason why you have none, because you have
that idea of people. The foundation of your faith

is altogether false. Let me say here clearly, and
say it briefly, though subject to discussion which

I have not time for here, ninety-eight out of one
hundred of the rich men of America are honest.

That is why they are rich. That is why they are
trusted with money. That is why they carry on

great enterprises and find plenty of people to
work with them. It is because they are honest men.

Says another young man, ``I hear sometimes
of men that get millions of dollars dishonestly.''

Yes, of course you do, and so do I. But they are
so rare a thing in fact that the newspapers talk

about them all the time as a matter of news until
you get the idea that all the other rich men got

rich dishonestly.
My friend, you take and drive me--if you furnish

the auto--out into the suburbs of Philadelphia,
and introduce me to the people who own

their homes around this great city, those beautiful
homes with gardens and flowers, those magnificent

homes so lovely in their art, and I will introduce
you to the very best people in character as well as

in enterprise in our city, and you know I will.
A man is not really a true man until he owns his

own home, and they that own their homes are
made more honorable and honest and pure, and

true and economical and careful, by owning the home.
For a man to have money, even in large sums,



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