Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-10-14
SUNDAY sIUsH.
ihe Views Of an Irreligious Reporter Hard
Up for an Item.


Yesterday was an ideal Sunday. Nature
made the impress, and man Combined with
nature to make the day in fact and feeling.
perfect. The bright day, the calm
tmosphere, the balmy breeze and
the summer temperature, all we're
| In conspiracy to create the lanpuor
necessary to appreciate The Day of Rest.
Many men of many minds has been COPY
writed long enough to make it true, if 'twere
not in fact. And the difference was shown
IN the way different people enjoyed the calm
OF nature, and the quiet of yesterdays Sab
| bath.
The music of the church bells summoned
many to the sweeter music of true com
munion with God in His temples. To such
| as these the retrospect Of the week were as
an Offering ON the altar. Sad the thought,
MANY are called but few are chosen.'' Sad
der still that the street lounger is able to
point out those not chosen, as they with as
sumed sanctity enter tie portals of the
"House of Prayer If not chosen. MANY
felt themselves called, for the morning
services in all the churches were we'll attend
ed. And when the benediction was pro-
nounced, the churches were emptied, and
the streets filled With men, women and
chlldren-men with their shiny best on.
women with new bonnets and fashions lat
est style in fall wraps. Only occasionally
summer bonnet was seen bobbing
up and down, as if ashamed to show itself.
Children washed for the occasion and fur
olshed up for the ordeal, trooped along in
gladstone glee, homeward for the Sunday din
ner Then for time the sober calm of Sun
day settled down on the streets be the clatter
ever so much at home. Stores closed
saloons screened, all indoors, nobody out
1t looked like the village of the lotus eaters,
always Sunday afternoon The sun was
bright in the heavens, shining alike upon the
just and unjust. The just in churches. The
unjust, they amused themselves as best fitted
individual fancy. Some took their rest. 1dlv.
and took something else at intervals. 9th.
ers there were who put in the day proftably.
counting the weeks profits. ssWhat doth it
profit man if he gain the whole world and
lose his own soul?" A religious conundrurn
which mankind in general give up-to the
future to answer. Others there were who
sought renewal of intellectual and bodily
v1gor by communing with nature, by riding,
bY Notwithstanding. Yet others who made the
day one of hilarity and dissipated enjoyment.
Not few debauched themselves and de-
based the day, in their own persons and
minds. Nature had done too much for it,
that ever snarlers could not affect it's be-
nlgn impress upon others. To those sick, to
those near death sin consumptions ghastly
form, the day came either like a watt of
perfume from that better land or as promise
OF renewed life in the earthly mould. AS the
sun traversed tbs heavens,he saw much. and
and he 'could tale unfold''
of happy homes for marred lives.
AS he sped along. the Kaleidoscope
was ever changeful. Down toward the west
he came carrying with him the attributes of
the perfect day. He brought the town to it's
feet again for the Sunday afternoon walk.
M others and fathers sedately took consti-
tutlonal. Children swooped along. SWANS
and sweethearts loitered along. There's
power of sparkling done on a proper, favor
able kind of Sunday. great many
sought the suburbs for a last look at the
fading green of summers glory. A
host of children and here and there
adults, in couples, played summer
IN Rlce park. Later, home claimed them all.
Resting for while on the door steps, Mrs.
Jones spoke to her neighbor Mrs. Smith and
told how Mrs. Brown had really and trulv
resurrected her old last winters bonnet for
this. She had it on at church
To-Day and. The supper bell summons
both in the house. Church again. Home
again: Sunday clothes put away, every day
wear brought to light again. To bed and
such slumber as the good God gives to his
creatures. Midnight, the city in profound
siumber-and the managing editor asking
II that Sunday slush is ready to hand in yet.
AT I2:l5 O'Clock, it is handed in, ready or