The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1881-05-05
"The Way of the Transsressor is Hardy'

Humanity is prone to sin. ITO err is human" And
there Is no error so prsyaent-no sin to which the
human family give way so readily, and with SO little
struggle, as the breaking of the Sabbath To get up
out of bed on fine clear Sabbath morning. out and
sniff the balmy air, hear the thrush and the robin
pouring forth their notes of praise, then think of be-
ing shut up in the Sabbath-school church, creates
an inward struggle which can only be suppressed by
prompt and decisive action-one way the other.
And 1t must not be considered inhuman If there be
found many persons who, in their thoughtlessness,
prefer the wild medley songs of the thrushes to the
anthem of the choir. Many persons through some-
what diatory habits, neglect to dress in their best
DID and tucker In honor of the Sabbath What then,
could be more natural than q young and thought
less man to take stroll in the Sabbath morning air,
along the wild, romantic banks of Salt Creek? What
more natural than that he should have his everyday
clothes on? What more natural than that he should
find several fsh-hooks and lines in the pockets?
Then, as John Wemick would say, Hello! here's a
hsh-ltne-here's baft-here's creek-let's fsh!r
About two Sabbaths ago, took a stroll in company
of some young friends to the bluff known
zard Rock Arrived at the highest point of the rock
we were treated to fine view, beautiful blending
of natures widest beauty, with of civiliza-
tlon." We could see quite distance up and down
the creek, where bluffs and miniature valleys looked
as though they had been careessly thrown together
In one great miscellaneous heap These constituted
the natural" portion of the view. Casting glance
downward, toward the base of the bluff, we espiea
half dozen half-grown boys from Jackson engaged
in struggling through the mysteries and intricacies
OF the game of "seven-up,' swearing and snarling
over the cards like veteran gamblers. Along the
creek in each direction strung line of and
boys seated in the mud and gazing solemnly poles
reaching out several feet the creek. Occasion
ally one of these poles would feeby jerked when
the man boy at the shore end of 1t would frantic
ally seize it. "thrash' it backward against the bank
and land three-inch CATFISH. These the 'civ-
tlized" scenes in the picture.
Further down the creek were several parties who
were making an all-day fishing of it. One of these
knowing what appetite the exercise and the
ing air gives one, had prepared wholesome and gen.
erous lunch before leaving home. This provender he
had in a basket, slowed safely upon the bank Thus
fortified against every probable want, the man was
sitting quietly watching his line, attempting to
evolve from his mental department, how long a man
could live by catching fish at the rate he was then
catching them, when, in an evil moment hungry
pointer dog-and whoever heard of pointer that
not hungry-came along.
The man had a beautiful supply of boiled ham. This
he had carefully slowed in the basket-laying NICE
toothsome pie on top of it. Now, that pointer dog
seemed to realize that the man who fshsd Sunday
had no rights that he, a well-regluated pointer
was bound to respect. He smelled the meat, and it
was not his faut if pie careessly laid between
that meat-and he got it, though in doing he acci-
dentally ran his head through the pie. Then there
was few exceedingly vigorous remarks about THAT
pesterin' dog,' or mad dog-or something Of that
kind And 1t is not to be wondered at II 1t sounded
to his companions though he spelled it backwards.
But, as the sunny side of human life is made up
largely of the kindly acts Of creature toward
other and as we all delight in doing what little of
good we can when opportunity offers, this man doubt
less rejoiced that he had come fishing Sunday-as,
by SO doing, he had found ray Of sunshine in the
heart of the old pointer.