Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1867-05-03
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Sin is as old as tho world. Men
are as great sinners as eyer. and it
would therefore seem that preaching
is Of but little avail, and yet we can
not resisttthe temptation to give our
readers, and especially our bar-room
MISUNDERSTANDING excellent piece
of advice on q besetting Gin, taken
from the Mansfield Times. The
philosSphyof fhis adficelis Aht of
the prayer of prayers, ''lead us not
into temptation" Nine men in ten
will fall when sorely tempted. and
hence the wisdom of this prayer -
Habitlisla tyfdnt asdifiieuit to shake
off as was the t'old man Of the SCI"
in Sinbad, the sailor, and safety lies,
therefore, in guarding ourselves
against the formation Of bad habits.
Little by little habits grow upon us,
and if we do not guard against their
approaches with the most sedulous
care, they fnally surprise us as it
were, aud bind Us hand and foot,
their slave and their prisoner. Here
is what the Mansfield Times says
The crisis in the drunkafd's life is
at the very incipiency of the use of
ardent spirits for after the appetite
has been so far vitiated as to have
acquired relish for the taste and
stimulus Of Intoxicating drinks, in
nine cases out of ten, his fate ID as
irrevocably sealed as, if lie had val-
ready slept in a drunkards grave,
with infamy for his epitaphs poverty,
wretchedness,, want, obloquy the leg
acy bequeathed TO his family. We
repeat it, the point of danger, to ev-
cry man, is at the very commence.
mont = of 1.-The use, of intoxicating
drinks. IT'S the bfsakins loose Of
the first fake of snow from the
mountain peak, that causes the ava
lanche, which, gathering strength as
it rolls on, at length burics whole
hamlets and villages in ruins. Dis
guise it as the pride of man may, the
best security is the absence Of temp
tation; ttthS best safety hes in fear, =
No one With the reason Of man eve,
dreamed when he commenced using
ardent spirits, of becoming a drunk
ard. iBnt, unfortunately, before hi
suspects that danger broods nigh, he
passes the bound whence his step
can never be retraced. Total .absti
hence is the only tower of strength
the only citadel of refuge, the onl,
place of security against the DANCE
of drunkenness. See that pleasure
party, so sweetly gliding along til,
placid, bosom the lake, with Thoughts
as tranquil as the sleeping elemen
upon which they ride; as bright a,
the mellow radiance which the eve
ming sky filings back over the sxpans'
of waters. Not breath disturbs thu
calm; not speck dims the prospect
not a sound is heard, but the echo o
their wild merry laugh, as it die
away upon the far distant shore o
that lake, which, Graded in the bosom
Of mountains, and lulled to rest b,
zephyrs, sleeps with the quietude o
an infants slumbers. Imperceptibl,
to themselves, they are moving on t,
death and yet they dreamed not o
danger. But bark what sound i
that which breaks in upon their de
lusive dreams Of security, and arous
es them to sense of the fate tina
awaits them? Death, immediate an,
inevitable, stares them in the face
One wild shrek of despair, and all i
over, as they leap, with the thunder
ing tide, down the awful precipice.-
Let us all, then, set our faces agains
the vice of intemperance. The az
in which we live, the relations tina
we sustain to each other, and to man
kind, and the exalted privileges tina
wo enjoy, demand it at our hands
and bid us Onward in work thu
promises so much of good, withou
any alloy of evil IF We fail in thi
duty, let us bear in mind that we ar
weakening the staff of age, dryin
up the fountains of domestic bis,
multiplying widows and orphans i
the land, and filling their hearts wit
sorrow, and their habitations wit
poverty and mourning. Let not tn
moderate drinker fold his arms i
iauciod security. To him we woul
say, tarry not where you are, b,
while you are yet free, fee away e
though you see it not, feel it no
hear it not, volcano threatens I
open at Your feet. Slumber no.
your delusive dreams of safety, lie
when the cry is heard, anuouncir
the approach of the enemy, yc
awake aud find that while he slep
the strong man has been shorn OF Ii
strength and now, without the poS
-er of resistance, bows his neck to Il
oppressor's yoke.
GooD.--"My son, would you su,