San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1881-09-22

Burlington Rawke,e.
Well, yes, anxious. troubled question
or. it win. We hope You will feel sat
isfied to have tho matter definitely SGT.
tied And We can tell you positively
That il will. We know as much about
it US Prof. Proctor, rs Prof. Swift. as
the Smithsonian Institute and the Ma
tional Observatory, and more than the
U. s. Signal Service, You have been
tormented and tortured, NO doubt, by
Mother Shipton, and by the comet. and
the Canadian farmer who built him an
q X and had it already to launch for the
10Th Of June-he can 60 into the ferry
business with il now, or sell it to the
Mississippi Barge and Transportation
Company land by the Millerites, and
one fool thing and another, until your,
mind il distracted and you can't sleep,
and don't think il worth while to pay
your debts. Allthe same. you will have
to pay, or 60 out of business. And II
the world comes to an end at ten o'clock
tomorrow morning, up to :45 a. m.
money would be eight per cent. on gilt
edge paper, and none too'easy to get
then. - :, \. III '4s 81.
so you see the fact that the world is
coming to nm end won't make any diff
ference in your business affairs. It
has made no change in the shallow
ness Of the strawberry boxes this sea
son; the good berries were all on the
top the same as last year. With eterni-
ty staring them in the face mankind will
go, right on, swindling and lying, and
praying and sing and swearing and
dealing dishonesty, and doing tricky
things, loving and hating, laughing and
weeping, until the end comes and the
lips that cursed or prayed are hushed
alike in the quiet of death
For the world is coming to an end.
And the comet can't hasten and mill
ion comets can't retard its coming. It
is bound to come this year. There is
no help for it. We must tell the truth
about this thing, since you have asked
us what we know about it. And, in
deed, we know no more than we have
told. The end Of all things terrestrial
is coming tomorrow, and you can't stop
it by climbing a tree or crawling into d
cave. Every day and every hour the
end of the world comes to some unsus-
pecting mortal who is only thinking up
his plans for next summer, or studying
over "hoss trade" he has in his mind
for next week. Every time your heart
beats the end of the world comes for
some one, and just as sure as you have,
or more surely if you have not, paid
your newspaper subscription, it is COM
ing to you. And, good subscriber,
fearful and troubled about comets, and
many things, when it does come, if it
catches you off your feet with your
business raveling out at the edges, your
bills unsettled, your notes protested,
your subscription not paid, your pew
rent over due and your pastor running
into debt for his living, with your con-
science burdened with wrongs and your
life bristling with uncol rected and un-
repented faults you won't need any
comet nor any long procession Of PERI.
helia to scare you. You won't think of
the planets then, good man. You will
think about the horse with spawn you
sold to poor Greenwig; you will think
about the shoddy four-dollar overcoat
you sold poor Hayseed for $13.75; you
will think about the quarts Of stawber.
ries you sold every year in pint boxes;
you will remember the seven cent print
you sold to old Mrs. Thistlepod for
fourteen cent; You will think about the
firkin of axle-grease you painted with
butter and sold for thirty-seven cents
for table use; you will think of the
mortgage you foreclosed on poor Rags
weeds farm after he had paid you thir-
teen per cent. for the money for ten
years; you will think of the loads of
three-feet cord word you hauled to town
and sold at full market price; you will
think of the sand You sifted in the
brown sugar; you will remember how
you sold ZOO pounds of coal for ton;
you will think of the paper you took
for year and half and never paid
for; you will recall q thousand little
meannesses and weaknesses of which
you have been guilty; you will think
how you made your money and how
precious little good it is going to do
you in the country whittier you are 60
ing; and poor man, if you have fasten.
ed your faith and trust to nothing bet
ter than Mother Shipton, or vennor, or
Gen. Hazen, or some celestial tramp of
q comet, the sound of the trumpet, the
voices of the beasts, the seven thunders,
the hail and fire mingled with blood,
the darkened sun, the walls of wrath and
the voice of the eagle could not add to
your fears. When the end of the world
comes for you, that will be the only end
you will take any interest in. 1t will be
awful enough for you, if it comes be-
fore you are ready for it, and unless
you know you have a dead sure thing
on eighty-nine years or more-and you
know whether you have or not-you
keep one eye open all the time for the
end of the world