Rocky Mountain husbandman. [volume] (Diamond City, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1877-06-07

"o"i" oe low, the rich poor. The Outctst
and the despised would ascend the ladder of
respect, and the hitherto .Godliken would
would descend with fatal rapidity from their
false apex of social standing. All this, and
more, would happen, if we had not
1.-TWO lives about lis,
Within Us and without us;'
the'ene false, the other true; and, alas! how !
seldom the true life stands revealed.
We, said. the villain dealt. His opponent
received his hand, examined it, and then-
for q moment-hesitated. Shall he, or shall
he not, beg? He. glanced at the dealer.
Cool assurance. OR perhaps Indifference,
seemed cnthroned on his countenance, and
so, tempted by the fear of failure, though
holding a middling good hand, the begging
sign was given.
Fatal sign.
We thought, how like this is, to rs as in
diyidnals and us Il people. Never satisfied
with what we have, but ever striving after
something more. Dur ''Excelsior'' ambi-
ton prompting US to forego the certain do
ing we'll for the probable doing better. We
forget that contentment is better than riches.
and SO we hunger and thirst after that which
satistieth not; just us the shipwrecked sailor,
wave. tossed upon a floating spar, and per-;
ishing with thirst, seeks to quench it by
drinking of the water around and beneath
him, but every drop he drinks increases his
thirst and adds to his torment.
Sometimes we wish to retain what we
have and obtain something more of the same
sort, or perhaps a betper; but as a general
sti,ing we go about, fro@l pillar to post, and
from post to pillar, usahl at last we come to
the bitter knowledge of the truth that "a
rolling Stone gathers mo moss,' and then
then?
Sometimes even this lesson does not salts
fy us.
But we come back.
We, who have looked over the hand held
by the villain, knew that he did not hold a
tramp card. Could that knowledge have
been transferred to his opponent, how diff
ferent would nave been the result, for the
new trump made tine youth worse of than
he was before. Net u the other for, with
an exultant look, he arranged his cards and
motioned his opponent to proceed
A few moves and then a new deal, and
then the game soon ended. We will not
write how dishonesty it was wo1l-we will
not stop to explain the trick by which the
desired trump happened to turn up when
most needed. NIL this may be Imagined.
Enough for us to know that in the end the
Champion of Infamy triumphed over the
Knight of Honor.
Alas, we thought, how many hearts are
tempted, and how few are true. How sub
tie the influence OF the evil over the power
OF the good. Here, then, was the turning
point. Here hinged the destiny of an eter-
nal soul. Here.the highway of virtue was
intersected by the pathway of vice. and the
pilgrim has taken the aorong road. The
temple leads him on ; the victim sees no
the beckonings of those who would bring
, back. lie hears not the pleadings, some O
them so eloquent, of the loving hearts tina
yearn, all SO yainly, after the wanderer from
the fold.
+ So the career Of crime is entered upon
continued in, and-do you ask us how
!. ends?
a There is q ~yision,,of a molly multitude,
rope with a human form pendant from
, beam-a wall from one broken hearts,.
8 feet of unia!lowed sod
. Here we stop.
!. It is SO the world over. The evil temp
the good, and they fall, even as low as fe!
4 the ANGELS when hurled from Heaven; or a
low as Judas fell when he took the thlrt.