The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1881-08-04
Sermon on sunday Recreation.

/ Pat Donan, thegreat and iilustTiods
editor, formerly Democrat, bat now
in the Republican ranks, thus sermon,
lies in a recent number of his paper,
the DeadHood Daily Pioneer, on Sun
day recreation:
The toil-weary,, care-worn soul
halls thee with delight. Oh, The bliss
in that word, rest. The JOY, the IN
tense, ecstatic, unspeakable felicity of
being able to sit down with. clean
face and paper collars and feel that
! you have nothing to do but stare at
the new spring styles aud conjure up
swindlcs for next week. Remember
the Sabbath day to keep it holy"
Day of snoozing and strolling and
tattling. Day on which Miss Ara
minta Seraphina Tadpole puts three
layers more Of roseate coloring on her
checks; dons her tightcst- wasted and
longest trailed rainbow-tinted silk;
mounts her stunningcst braids, most
costly curls and egg-shelliest loye-of a
bonnet, and sails forth to see and be
seen, to criticise and to be criticised.
Day ON which lovely heads are bowed
over gilt-elasped prayer-books and
breathe Glow shockingly Angelina
Brown does look in green;" or "Yon-
der is that hideous Jones girl with the
same old dress she has worn all win
ter" or "What beautiful mustachc
Mr.. Charles Frederick Fitznoodle
has"
Day on which pompous old Chris
tan gentlemen with heavy gold fob
chains nod stupidity in easy-cushioned
pews; young bucks with their first
goatees wink and squint, and grin like
apes or guinea pigs, at every silly lit
tie creature in Il sky-blue silk or peach
bioomy muslin, that happens to glance
in fifty feet of where they sit. Day on
which ungainly, aching hoofs are
squeezed into boots that rack every
nerve with agony, whilst the idiotic
sufferer hobbies along in a vain at
tepmt to look at ease. Day on which
little snubby noses get many an extra
scrubbing, and their diminutive pos
SCISSORS many a lecture for initiating
the weekday manners of their par
eats.
Day on which averagely pious citi-
zens in the old fogy regions devoutly
close their store-fronts, and retail mag
goty cheese, mackerel, crackers, and
jug-vittles, at their back doors on the
alley. Day OIL which people go to
church to see the fashions, gossip with
the neighOors, yawn, stretch, doze,
sing, say ''amen;" and come home to
growl over a cold dinner, scold the
servants, have prayers. say catechisni,
and wish it was Monday. Sic transit
gloria Sunday!
Day of black coats, immaculate
linen and solemn phizzes. Day of
buggy riding, park-rambling, servant
girl; courting, and sanctifed dullness.
Day of organ music, quarrelsome
choir-chants,-s -sonniferous homilies and
insane chittle-chattle. Day of sancti-
monious rascality and trebly deceitful
appearances.
Such is the fashionable Sabbath.
Little boys, put up those marbles
and tops and sleds. DO not go behind
the house to play; remember it is Sun
day IN the back yard too. Do not read
naughty papers like the Chicago
Times, the Cincinnati Enquirer and
the Police Gazette. Look oxer your
Deadwood Pioneer and be good. Do
not put brass buttons or counterfeit
shinplasters in the collection-box,- as
puritanic hypocrites and latter-day
Pharisees often do. Do not spit to-
bacco jnice on the floor. DQ not snore
so as to disturb the slumbers OF the
elders and deacons.
Finally, be good, live temperately,
honestly and peaceabiy. Never swear
or tell falsehood. Never permit a
vulgar word to escape YOUR lips
Never be seen where you would be
ashamed to meet your mothers and
sisters. Remember that true gen
tleman should be as pure in his daily
life as the purest woman with whom
I he associates.
fairfield 9n Mans CruWning Work.