Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1884-05-19

waning buoys When there Is such vast
ocean IN which you may voyage. oil san
set?
There is one other thing / shall say TINS
morning before | leave here, whether you
want TO hear it or not: that is, that ! con-
slider the bad pictorial literature OF the DAY
as most tremendous for ruin. There Us no
one who can like good pictures better than
| do. But what shall / say TO the prost!ta-
ton of this art to purposes OF lnlqu'ty.
These death-warrants of the soul are al
every street corner. They smite the VISION
Of the Young with pollution. Many ayoung
man buying copy has bought his eternal
discomforture There may be enough poison
in one bad picture to poison one soul ana
that soul may poison ten, and the ten MY
and the hundreds thousands, until nothing
but the measuring line of eternity can tel!
the height and depth, and ghasthness ana
horror, of the great undOing. The work OF
death that the wicked author does IN whole
book the bad engraver may do on hall
side of pictorial. Under the disguise OF
pure mirth the Young man buys one OF these
sheets. He unrollS it before his comrades
amidst roars of laughter, but long after the
paper is gone the results may perhaps be
seen in the blasted imaginations OF those
who saw it. The Queen of Death every
night holds a banquet and these periodicals.
are the printed invitation to her guests.
Alas, that the fair brow Of American art
should be blotehed with this plague spot,
and that phianthropists, bothcring them
selves about smaller evils should lift up no
united and vehement voice against TINS
great calamity! Young man, buy not this
moral strvchnine for Your soul! PICK not
mn this nest of coiled adders for your pocket
Patronize no news stand that keeps them.
Have your room bright with good en-
gayings but for these lmqultous PIC
torials have not one wall, not one
bureau, not one pocket \ man is no better
than the picture he loves 10 look at. II
your eyes are not pure your heart cannot be.
One can guess the character Of man by
the kind of pictorial he purchases. When
the devil fails to get man to read Dad
book he sometimes succeeds in getting HIM
to look at bad picture. When Satan goes
fishing he does not care whether 1t Is a
long line or a short line If he only draws
his victim in.
Lady Hester Stanhope was the daughter
of the third Earl of Stanhope, and after her
nearest friends had died she went to the far
East, took possession ola deserted convent,
threw up fortresses amid the mountains of
Lebanon, and opened the castle to all the
poor and wretched who would come in. She
made it home for the unfortunate. She
was devout Christian woman; she was
waiting for the coming of the Lord; she en-
pected that the Lord would descend in per-
son and she thought upon it until it was too
much for her reason. In the magnificent
stables of her palace she had two horses
groomed and bridled, all ready for the day
on which her Lord should descend, and He
on one of them and she on the other, should
start for Jerusalem. There was romance
and thrilling expectation in the dream.
All, my friends, We need no earthly paltreys
for our Lord when he shall come. The
horse is ready in the equerry of Heaven
and the imperial rider is ready to mount.
Horsemen of Heaven, mount! CavalrymCn
Of God ride on! Charge! charge until
thev shall be hurled back on their launches
the black horse of famine, and the red
horse of carnage, and the pale horse of
death. Jesus forever.