The Border Apple-Tree

If you want real peace and rest to your soul, keep separate from the

world.

I remember when I was a boy in Northfield, right near the old red

schoolhouse there was an apple-tree that bore the earliest apples of

any tree in town. They had a law in that town that fruit on a tree

overhanging the street belonged to the public, and any fruit on the

other side of the fence belonged to the property-holders. Half that

apple-tree was over in the street, and it got more old brooms and

brickbats and handles than any other tree in town. We boys used to

watch to see when an apple was getting red. I never got a ripe apple

from that tree in my life, and I don't believe any one else ever did.

You never went by that tree that you didn't see a lot of broom-handles

and clubs up there.

Now, take a lot of Christians who want to live right on the line, with

one foot in the world and one foot in the church. They get more clubs

than any one else. The world clubs them. They say, "I don't believe in

that man's religion." And the church clubs them. They get clubs both

sides. It is a good deal better to keep just as far from the line as

you can if you want power.

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