Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1874-05-14
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ray Of hope to speak peace to the troubled
soul, to die, and be forgotten lisa sad, sad
thought, the passerby will ere long pluck
The wild rose and the violet from u ST.
lent resting place, with scarcely a thought
upon the one laundering beneath them.
Dayly and hourly we hear this simple
expression coming from the lips Of the
young and old, the business men Of the
period, the lady in the drawing room,
the old man leaning on the staff, all more
or less repeat, Forgotten
Behold that lad the pride of the moth
er. the joy Of the father, We see him
reared in the lap Of luxury the idol of
the household, all learn to bow to every
whim, 10 has but to command and all is
we'll. early he learns to kneel at his
mothers side lisping, sour Father, who
art in Heaven" with pride the fond
parents look to the future when the world
shall honor the intellect of their precious
darling, but oh! the aircastles to-day
how quickly obliterated, leaving not a
vestage to tell where they once existed,
the br~ightdreams of honor and fame have
all fed, the dear one is sadly but surely
dying from the affects Of intemperance,
the prayers and fond entreaties Of a doting
mother are all forgotten, and groans and
curses are all we hear from the drunken
sot before us.
Along that beautiful meanderlng riv>
ulit We behold the simple wild rose sends
ding forth its ordoriferous petals, the eye
at once feasts upon the lovely scene,
bearing the image to the mind, exerting
within us emotions Of the beautiful, al
most unconscious we grasp the tiny flow
er, carry it till it withers, then headless
we cast it from us, forgetful that the
anne dying flower ouce gave us pleasure,
Just like the man of the world, bowling to
every noble and %grandec smilingwhen their
smiles are not necessary, speaking kindly
when all the world do them homages, but
let fortune take the wings Of the morn,
ing. flying to SOM other more fortunate
one, friends are at once gone, forgetfuI
that in poverty we most need their aid.
Around that magnificent palace there
lisa quiet death-like silence reigniDg-
no object moving save the tiny leaves o.
that grand old tree,the inmates are sleep.
ing the sweet sleep of peace :but look 1--we
hear the death groans Of a fallen mortal
resoundipg within the building, a friend il
the shape Of a man.rushes past, bearing in
his hand q shining dagger, tinged with
the scarlet fluid Of life he has committed
the dreadful deed thinking that no eye ii
upon him. o cruel one is your con
Science SO scared that you remember not
there is q day Of reasoning when all mus
appear before the final Judge to answer
for the deeds done in the body? then oh
the remembrance will be heart,rending
when the "Great I Am" shall speak il
tones of thunder depart ye cursed
into everlasting fire.
The United States with all her boosted
intelligence have a great work to perform
then why not begin it to-day? shall We
still ~procrastiuats waiting for a grand re-
vival of some mysterious providence t
call us to our duty and obligations, from
the great Atlantic Ocean to the Western
border of Oregon from the Rio Grand tc
the St. Lawrence are hundred of i'll
literate people living almost in a state Of
barbarism without bibles, or even text
books to teach them Of q true and living
God. While we may read and think Of
the splendor Of the sun and moon, the
constellation Orion, that celebrated hunter
who at his death was placed in the hsav'
ems to reward him for his heroic chivalry
while we are able to climb the highest
mountains in pursuit of the rarsst flow
ers, pluck them from their native rocks
and by the aid Of science class them with
some other known family, they must be
content to live out their days without
having the unalloyed pleasure Of search
ing out the many grand beauties that
science afford, then shall we forget them,
shall the next generation do likewise, OIL
are we willing to make the start, resol.
wing that we will not be excelled by 9th,
or places more wealthy and salubrious
then again shall we spurn from our pres.
moe the tottsred poverty stricken boy and
girl who come to o%ur..schools as objects Of
charity? no, no we must give them o
smile, a kind word en~deavoring to draw
that priceless intellect from beneath
its stony covering ever remembering that
SIN an uncOuth oyster she'll