The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1877-12-12

some love wine, s0naefG pod d3n Aers sbut unit
eddy. Al love humbngs An del IL, ii ofeourse;
nevertheless, from cllildhood 70 manhood ana
old ags, the human family aSes piatafSer hum
'bugs as 4 daily food. We hufnbue our ston,-
achs until they CRY out.in pain, sad in por
chasing case with pills and patent nostrums,
of balsams and pectorals. we erect monu-
ments ii The marblef frcfits for the inventors,
whose bottles arc all marked q certain cure. =
We drink our wines and halloo with gout we
drink native whiskey until our lives are like
the fat Of Southdown sheep. We guzzle
beer Until the stomach is distended like bal
loon, and threatensto occupy the entire space,
and would IL It were not for the bulge at the
waistcoat. And, while we do all these things,
we humbug ourselves that Il is seeing life.
having Gun, and grand, gosd time. We
look out upon men and read their history,
read it in their shattered for1unes aud blasted
hopes, and hunlbug ourselves that We ea3l
wear their mantles and tread, in their foot
steps walking to glorious success. We de-
claim against gambling and its vices, and
humbug ourselves that cur duty to society is
ended we go on z Change and put up our
margins on stocks for tomorrow" or bet on
God IS sunshine and dew.drops and rain for
the thirsty earth next Spriug. We give libx
orally to works of benevolenee, attend churolf
possibly on Sunday, and hnmbug ourselves
that such acts are q kind of holy priesthood
absolying US from responsibility the rest Of
the week ,'as We take advantage of our fell
lows in sharp trades, and make oppressive do
mands upon those In our power. The young
man sowing his Wild oots, z5sna the old man.
harvesting his. alike are htimbugged in the
value Of their crop. But they love to reap,
and they love TO SOW, and we suppose 1t will
icontinus thusuntil the ideal man shall arrive
upon the earth. We inightshope with reason
that sorus Of the many humbugs and the love
thereof would give wayin this grand era of
progress but the mechanism of man seems
to want balance-wLeel. He has achieved
wonders In the arts, ID. sciences and philosos.
ply, and made long strides toward higher
civilization and yet, when he comes down
to ruling himself, SO as to make the most of
life for himself and his fellows, his head seems
to fail We should be glad 10 introduce wo-
man, the created helpmeet of man, to aid In
this deliverance from humboggery but we
find her as hopelessiy enthralled as her Adam
ic companion. There are multitudes Of good
women, as there are nien--but we are treat
ing Of the great masses that move in society
and We find her cutivating' white hands, an
idiot eat for tlie hair dropping square over
the forehead, trailing silk and velvet upon
the public highway wearing shoes of bron-
chitis uppers and consumption soles, all most
plainly indicating that woman, too, loves
humbugs, and cannot be depended uponfas a
refonner. While she accepts heltllraldom of
fashion, and worships at the affairs modern So
ciety has erected, grand results need NOT be
expected of her. With such an ancestry we
win continue TO raise fair-handed girls orna-
ments for the rarlor and weak-headed young
men, sharp at a trade, who run mostly to
shirt collars and plug hats. 1t Is thus we per-
petuate the race Of humbugs.
The world just now don't need this class Of
people. We do not expect perfection we do
not expect to get wholly from, under the rule
Of King Humbngs We can afford 4 quarter
occasionally to see a woolly horse or the Car
diff giant, and take in the sideshows shut
the daily offerings Of life should be made up
Of something more substantial.
Il will hurt none Of us to examine honestly
aud see whether we are humbuggipg our
selves into any false conceptions Of the re-
sponsibility and duty we owe to society
Amid 40 the sba,ns there il aiarge reality in
Che world, which can be summed up in the
words duty, pleasure and happiness. As we
reap the golden grain others have sown, SO
should we SOW, that the generation following
may gather in plenty.
The man who does not learn how to live
and enjoy life until he is ready to die has been
sadly humbugged. Y
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