The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-09-04

labout learning But he cared more Tor Tor
Ihis nonsense Of drawing and siSetching
!, (which, in my opinion, will never amount
to anything3 and here be has grown. to
the age of twenty-oLe, perfectly intitfer
, ent in regard to the salvation of his tel low
!, beings, or even his own;antl now he hl9fs
gone out into the sinful world without
the protecting arms of the Church to
shield9pr the grace of God to save him
interpolation .y5nga9 3osd nj dor b,
urRsy isa good boy,3if he doesn't be-
long to the church." said the mother,
calmly meeting hor husbands gravely
astonished look. II "Henevcr gave you q
ssucy word;he neyergaye me heart-ache,s
Net many parents can say that, Josiuh."
r. "Truds Mary; but am afraid you are
too wiling to rest upon1a false security. i
don't like to hear you extollipg his natura
al goodness and morality, as il that was
going to insure him life everlasting, with.
out the degenerating grace whlca every
sinful heart must haye.' .fas.r .aou
Mrs. Harland remained silent, She
did not care to listen to elof her hus-
bands sermons just then. Her loving
mother-heart was with the absent one,
and the greatest anxiety she could feel
was for his MOI tai welfare. She had al
ways been less strict in her religious ideas
than her husband; and of late The worthy
man feared she was in ''backslidi3g"
state, she had such a mild wsy of speak
ing of ''sinners."' o,fiir15 4o.,.-.
But her daily life was exemplary; her
counsel always for peace; her influence
) always harmonious;and since the Deacon
could not discover wherein she failed to
be christian, in the true sense of the
word, (Which so few appeargqto under
stand,) his natural good sense forbade
him to chide her very severely for her
liberal views. In the present case, she
knew that all argument would be lost,
and deemed it wise to let the subject rest
for the time; and soon after she left the
room, and proceeded to look over Rays
collection OF sketches. 1'rva rr0
i Her heart was heavy, and many tear
fell on the rude drawings as they were
arranged and laid by as sacred treasures
to the fond mother Yet she was hopeful
for his future; she would trust him, dis
tant though he might be. and exposed to
al Gin and temptation.
Her noble living Ray! How every
look and act of his was stamped upon
her memory! Gould she ever forget his
broad, intellectual brow, with laughing
dark eyes beneath, his curly hair, of rich
deep black, SO like her own before the
silver threads mingled with its luxuri-
ance? Yes, Rays was handsome, spirit
ed face, not lacking i'll strength and firm
ness; for the resou.e mouth bespoke his
fathers determined perseverance.
Mrs. Harland gazed long and tearfully
: upon the pictured face of her son, while,
from her loving anxious heart went out
} such an earnest, prayerful desire for his
safety and happiness, that surely sweet,
r guiding influence must have been drawn
7 near to him in that hour
( CHAPTER II.
e Our good city of Boston is very fair to
i look upon, as We 60 out from our pleasant
q homes and wander through its clean
); shaded streets, with their lofty structures,
I through whose richly curtalned windows
:; we catch glimpses of the beauty and ele-
r gance which only wealth can furnish. If
r we enter these residences we find the
richest finishing and furnishing; gilded
cornices and gllttering, massive chandel-
iers, that turn night into day with their
- brllliancy; soft, luxurious carpets, which
give no sound to the football, cover the
: floor of each spacious room and hall for
. the fair ones favored of fortune, to trail
their rich robes over, alike on Mondoy
morn or Sabbath eve. For them no hours
OF toll, no eager looking forward to a
= blessed day OF rest.
But way down in the Easements, with
their vast closets and store-rooms to be
kept in perfect order, their furnaces and
!, elevators and many modern appliances to
be attended to, are beings who could tell
you the difference between Monday
morning and Saturday night