The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1883-01-11

would nave found boys inside. Uo
where you will you find them. They
are ready to carry your sacthel; black
your boots; sell you a paper; or give
you small dive" after such money
as you choose to pitch into the river.
They are not Omnipresent, but they
are Ubiquitous. You find them every
where. They are good at fires, and
public auctions, and shows, for which
they usually resolve themselves into
grand escort guard of honor. But
they are especially handy at railway
trains, to get in the road Of others,
and occasionally to fall under the
train and, go smash! But there's al
ways another to take his place.
II. VARIETIES.
There are so many varieties that my
division will be sure to be a cross
division, but it matters not to me, nor
to my subject either.
1. The ToWn Boy.-He's a "Smart
Alex" He sees so many smart men,
and hears so many smart things, that
he absorbs considerable modicum of
it himself. Victor Hugo describes
the species Of "Gamin'' thus: He is
full Of joy. He has not food to eat
every day, yet he goes to the show
every evening if he sees fit. He has
no shirt to his back, no shoes to his
feet, he lives in troops, ranges in the
streets, wears an old pair of his fathers
pantaloons down about his heels, an
old hat of some other father, which
covers his ears, and a single suspender
Of yellow listing, Such is the Gamin
of Paris. But the Gamin is only a
species of the general class, and the
lowest of all the species.
This average Town Boy looks down
in contempt upon his country cousin.
He laughs at his oddities. He makes
sport Of his wandering gaze, and of
his bucolic ways. He sometimes plays
''hookey," always plays marbles, and
always flies his kite when the weather
will permit, and wo unto the police
man who tries to catch him when he
is out on ''lark."
2. The Country Boy.-I was one
myself. I know their joys and their
sorrows. When the stranger comes
to the paternal home, he vanishes, and
observes the visitor through the crack
Of half-open door; and if the visitor
be from town he is all the more shy
When the pastor comes he is afraid he
will ask him the catechism, and trem-
bles before his awful nod. But you
put him on hillside in winter time
on rude sled of his own making, and
he will get more solid comfort out Of
it than your Town Boy gets out Of his
store sled. He will hunt anything
rabbits, squirrils, quails, 'coons, pos.
sums, skunks, weasels = and ever
chestnuts. He remembers that towr
boy who insulted him in town one
day, and when he catches him in the
woods threshes him to his hearts con.
tent; for he can do it, every time.
+ 3. Then there is the Bad Boy. HI
got bad start in life. His parents
did not quite understand guiding hi
mind Alright, and he began wrong. HI
finds plenty of help in wrong-doing
and begins to despise those who, hav
ing had better start, are little bet
ter than he. The boy grows up un
der the frown Of good society. In
stead Of Society saying, Come. m,
boy: let us ''cease to do evil, and Learn
to do WE'LL" Instead Of Society help
ing him on, it hastens his descent. Ell
feels that he is despised by the good
He knows his welcome among tn
bad He scorns to go where he is no
} welcome, and thus he feels compelle'
to ''stand in the way Of sinners st
'sit in the seat Of the scornful."
That is the way criminals are made
We make them, and when we hav
made them we wait till we hav
caught them in some misdemeanol
and we send them off to the peniten
tiary, or from the scafold. Like PLATE
Society washes its hands and declare
its innocency. 1t lifts its hands Il
holy horror at the crime! It ha
!, much to do with making the crimina
but it won't stand by him after he
made!
= I speak tonight, one word in favo
Of the Bad Boy. Give him a chance
, I lived in a neighborhood once, wher
, there were a number Of colored fam:
lies-as moral as the majority Of thei
: white neighbors. But if a chicke
t was ever stolen, the colored peopl
, were blamed for it. Suppose thos
= parents endeavored to train up the
!, children to lives of virtue and honor
: How could they do it2 Those childre
D grew up under the ban Of the people
The blame Of everything wrong we
Y put upon them, whether innocent 0
e guilty. They knew that, do whs
I they might, they would still be az
r counted knaves. How could they hel
e becoming knaves? l do not beliey
/ in bad boys, but I do say to you te
night: Give the Bad Boy chance