Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-09-12

and he would hardly receive one if you
were to send him to school and pay his
expenses. He would, much rather be
spending his time in ballroom exer-
cises, or at some brawling, british,
drunken spree!
This is the right picture, and he him
self will not deny it. This is the char
acter that you see at the country fair,
drinking, turning the fortune wheel,
playing at dice, swearing and switching
here and there, with his pockets full of
worthless novelties sometimes moder-
ately well-dressed, at others in the gar
ments of low-born son of Dirt alley.
But, be he ever SO poor, he is able to
loiter around low dens, smoke a cigar,
and talk with an air of most royal
King. This is the character, we are
sorry to say, that never has the remotest
idea of the origin of beginnings. He
has conception not much above the
brute, only he has more vanity than
everything but together. He was con-
ceived in darkness, and in darkness he
grew up. He finally becomes older and
older, and finally, in the long run, with
age, settles down to be toJero6ly good
old man. Still he has his rough ways,
only he is more churlish and cynical
The average young man, how [ feel
for him! No one able to turn him-he
is with that great van, drifting down the
vortex to mental ruin. He is the self
same person who wonders what books
are for, and why people spend money
for them. I remember, while attending
school, visitor, somewhat acquainted
with the hostess with whom I boarded,
called. Not being acquainted with his
tastes, showed him my library -scanty
library thought I, but he thought it an
enormous waste to be spending money
for such things" [ soon found that
he had no taste, and still he looked like
he was endowed with as bright an intel
lect as the average of his race. To
sound his character further was my de-
sire. I drew from the library copy of
Longfellow's poems, and gave it to him
for inspection. He looked at it and then
asked what it was about, and just then
avem of humor struck me. Thought I,
young man, if you are that illiterate I
will sacrifice myself just for the fun Of
the thing and I told him that Long
fellow was an enormous giant, who lived
in the South Sea islands, and lived prin-
cipally on cruising navigators and fat
missionaries who happened to be pass
ing by.
He seemed satisfied at this, and would
have listened to anything that might
have been said; but it was deemed In
expedient to acquaint him further con-
corning that person who has courted the
muses. and strung his harp in gentle
strains for SO many years.
Then l showed him Dickens, but he
knew nothing about him except that he
frequently used his name as an excla-
nation. I put the books back in their
places where they belonged; and, as I
was doing this, I thought to myself,
els this the person who is having
hand in the election of our highest Off
cers?" Then I said, eyes it is true
too true-and no more capable Of voting
than the negro, who has been belittled
because he knew not the classics, and
for his blackness p
This is fate, surely! This is some,
thing which should be looked after.
Parents, you alone are responsible for
the generation now growing up. Give
your children a proper education. Do
not keep them in ignorance and OBJ
security. Let the young man Of to-day
look upl Aye, look up! Be more than
"the average young man" Look to
the good time coming, and keep to the
right.
Rise climb Go up higher reach
the top
BENTON, Ill.
n TAME OTTER.
AS Mr.. Dawson, Of England, was