Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1857-08-07
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IHdfS JdfSc Sfr ~ uochn owe You
q farthing. You owe tho world for
the light Of It's days, tho warmth of
its sunshine, the beauty Of It's earth
and slky, and for its love, affections,
and friendships, which have from
your childhood, young man, cluster
cd around you, and clung 10 your
worthless trunk. For oil these, and
other blessings Of countless numbers,
you are debtor. You have never
thanked God for health and life. You
never made tho world better by your
living. You owe for tho breath you
breathe, aud the strength you enjoy.
You haven't anything 70 your credit
on the day-book or ledger of life
not cent. You have never taken a
dollars stock In Heaven. You are q
miserable, aimloss, lndolcnt bankrupt.
You float down the stream Of your
lazy existence like hood-wood upon
water. We're you TO sink to-day TO
oblivion, you would not leave u bub-
BILE.
The world owe you q livingl-
Where Is there q manly thought ut
tered, or noble deed periormed?-
Where are there evidences Of your
labor? Nowhere. You are lounging
through life with your hands in your
pockets, an indolent loafer, swearing
and slavering nonsense. You drink
gamble, and chew tobacco, but never
earned your board. A pile Of lumber
would be Of more account, for tha,
could be worked into forms OF useful.
ness and beauty; but you will not
mako anything Of yourself, nor al.
low society to do II. A world full Of
such as you would be the place u
live in, indeedl You have degraded
our common manhood, instead Of en-.
nobling and elevating it, and in moth.
ing but the form and vulgar speech
are you above the Lrutes that perish
And because you arc too lazy 10 work
you claim that the world owes you Q
living.
Don't tell that lie again, you slug
gardl The world or society would
not suffer loss, were lightning tC
strike you, or the cholera TO take you
off. There are too many Of SUCH
Wero you treated as drones are treat
ed in the hives, you would have beer
kicked out Of creation years ago. Yor
are sponge, swollen with what yor
have absorbed from society. Yor
dwarfed the intellect given you, anC
neglected the endowments it woulc
have brought you. So effectually
have you wasted the boon Of life, tha1
unless your bones should go to tn,
dissecting room, and your picklec
carcass as fertilizer upon some God
forsaken spot, you win have passeC
through life TO no purpose. The TO
bacco you have chewed has only de
filed everything around you, and th'
liquor you have drank, has only beer
adulterated by your miserable natur,
and turned into rowdyism and pro
family. You contaminate everything
you touch, and even those like you
will keep their children from the lep
rosy of your teachings, and your ex
ample.
No, sir, you owe the world better
life. You can never pay allsthe debt
but if you can do no better, you cal
commute for twenty-five cents on tn,
dollar. Do and say something noble
and manly; labor for some honorabl,
purpose, and not inhale Gods pur,
air for nothing, and grunt through
existence like a hog, having only TIVE
aims in hfe-to reach the bar and tn,
dinner table; and only two attributes
Ito eat to gluttony, and to drink tc
drunkenness.
The world owes no such man
living.