Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-07-15
Ono. FATHER.N


Sad indeed is the fortune of the child whose
own father sets him an example of intemper-
ance. The boy who can resist such an infu-
ence to evil is one of a thousand and deserves
place in the front rank of heroes. A writer
in the Religious Telescope relates this Incl
cident:
was out on tiresome business that day,
and noon overlook me far from home. | en-
entered nice-looking restaurant, thinking to
rest and lunch A father and son entered
soon after. They were evidently from the
country, and the boy could not have been
more than ten or twelve years old.
"What'ell you have, John ?" asked the
father.
"I'll take some of those, sir" pointing to
some beautiful cakes temptingly displayed.
paid for them.
"Nothing else. These will do, sir"
"But what will you have to drink? Some
hard cider?"
"No, SIR" said the little fellow. "I'll take
drink of water" and he proceeded to help
himself
"Oh!" said the father to the man behind
the counter, "give US two glasses of hard
cider, he'll drink it, 1 know, for he always
did like cider mighty we'll"
"No, father, don't want it," said the little
boy, evidently annoyed, as he turned round
after drinking his glass of water.
"I'd like to know why, now," said the man
in an irritated tone and roug manner, that
made me think he had drank something
stronger than cider himself that day.
The poor boy colored to his hair, and ans
wered confusedly.
II promised mother I wouldn't drink any
more cider"
"Nonsense, boy" said the father sneering-
ly; "your mother isn't here; she'll never
know it; drink away"
never saw more expressive look than
that boy cast upon his father, as he turned
quickly and hurried out of the door. 1t said
as plainly as words could have done, "No,
even you cannot tempt me to break my prom
ise to my mother, and it's shame for you to
try"
1 went out and looked after him as he went
bravely down the street, and began placing
packages in the wagon preparatory to their
departure. 1 passed him, for wanted to
speak to him, and to look into his eyes; but
I saw tears in them, so I went on without a
word. I shall know that boy if ever meet
him again. I have placed him among my
heroes. May God take especial care of him
and make him noble and upright man.
THE SOILED PEACOCK FEATHERS.
A company of visitors stood on the steps of
veraudah, watching, with much enjoyment,
magnificent peacock, which was marching
with stately step, up and down the gravelled
walk, his beautiful tail spread out like an
enormous fan, and glittering in the sunshine
like thousand gems. Many were the excla-
nations of admiration, and the little children
could hardly keep from shouts of delight. 1t
almost seemed as if the beautiful creature
knew of the joy that he gave as he continued
his walk for some time.
But there was thin.faced, sour-browed
man sitting in a rustic chair on verandah,
who saw nothing to admire in the bird.
80 have seen a hundred times finer pea
cocks than that" he said, with q sneer. "You
see he has several feathers quite worn and
dragged. For my part, don't see how he
can hold his head so high, with those homely
feet to walk on"
"There he heard you" said little girl,
reproachfully, as the bird leisurely dropped
his tail and walked off among the budding
clover.
The company smiled, but they were used
to this mans moods. He was much like
many people we meet, who can see nothing
good or beautiful in the world. They see
more interest in the spots on the sun than in
the flood of glorious light he sends down. No
character is so perfect they cannot find flaws
in it. They forget the directions about FIRST
casting the beam out of their own eye," 80
busy are they spying notes in their brothers
eye.
1t is one of the worst habits, children, you
can form and if you find yourself falling in
to 1t, try hard to break itup. Look up, in ref
erence to the Bible, all the texts you can find on
evil speaking, and then commit them to mem
ory. You will find it the best possible help
in trying to cure yourself Of this bad habit
Presbyterian
sess- Two little boys playing marbles in back
alley heard an old woman dying in an attic
and dlamenting her dreadful life. One of those
boys procured ladder, and, climbing up,
put bis mouth to broken glass, and said,
softly, in silvery voice: "Jesus loves you,
and if YOU love him you will be saved" That