The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1872-04-04
pioneers who thus point out the royal
road to independence and prosperity.
But enter our Southern towns. The

pioneers who thus point out the royal
road to independence and prosperity.
But enter our Southern towns. The
contrast Is pitiful. Scores of young
men of eligible age and ampls
p%hysiguC to make their mark IN The
work of honest toll, are seen idIing
and lounging about the streets. y
few are. found measuring dry goods
across the counters Of merchants who
when they sell an average OF ten doll
lars a day mark 1t down rs n notable
era IN the years calendar. Content to
drivel away existence upon "A level Of
intellectual stagnation and PHYSICAL
torpor, they hunt down every store
keeper who has five hundred dollars
invested in ten peAhy nails, shoe
thread, coffee mills and bandanna
handkerchief to he,iege him for the
exalted position OF chief clerk in his
establishment.
Still lower they grasp n the con-
temptible office of driuk.miNer, and n
billiard marker in some rum-sodden
village bar-room, where bardoIphian
noses glow with full grown brandy
blossoms over the maudiin inanity of
q stupid game. You may see the
youth OF the town with his hat set
jauntily upon his head, a s%mouldering
cigar stump thrust between his teeth,
his hands stuck half elbow deep in his
trousers, summing himselEuron knife
SCARED goods box, the admired
Bubadil of u lazy group Of idle com-
peers. Meanwhile e, his beggarcd father,
poor old man, bends lis aged back
over the garden hoe, " the barnyard
shovel, or holds with sweat-hedewed
brow and palsied hands the plow-
handles, that should begraHped by his
recreant son. And just out Of the
town limits lies ten thousand acres
of fertile land, all failow, aud running
to waste into a second wilderness for
want Of honest wOtk, The cry il,
"Oh, the lazy niggcrl" The grooming
thrcnody Of leioure.cankered Maw-
worms is, 1.-THE country is ruined be.
cause the Niger won't work" Od
upon your tHriGtle-. tribe, You are
the zeal bane aud curse OF your I'M
puverished country. Your p%auncilrs
must be lined-y0ur backs must be
clothed. You alc as hearty at meals
as an English navy, and rs lazy
afterwards ~ an &n&)nda that has
swallowed a live year old bahoon.
Quit, your lOuEging and your box
whiting, and your vulgar corner
anecdotes, and your Shiny puddles OF
disgusting eXptCtorati0n. Quit your
lazy pretcnce Of reading the law that
you will never understand and the
medicine that will turn you cut a
licensed quack. Get out Of your sllken
stove-pipc beaver that has not been
paid for, and your sixteen dollar boots
that make the ill-paid shoemaker
gronn with anguish whenhc lifts up his
eyes and sees you a great way oil. Fly
to the deserted fields that implole
your aid. Rebuild the shattered
fences; renovate the ill-used soil till
the willing earth. SO shall your barns
be filled with plenty, as the Scripture
beautifully hath it. Go tOthe workshop
and learn an honest trede. Let your
faces be blackened by SCOT and your
hands be hardened by tools. 1t will do
you good. Fools may prate and asses
bray, but all good men and well
wi-hers of their country must and
will commend your course and bid
you God speed. Boys, seek energetic
work and your fortunes VIII grow,
your characters strengthen, you:
country smile on you, and your con.
cience approve your vie and honora.
H. carrer.-THC South.