The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-05-04


world. but in studying what is the best thing to
| take for dyspepsia. A ship which ought, with
oil sails set and every man at his post, to be
carrying rich cargo for eternity, employing all
! its men in stopping up leakages! When you
may, through some Of the popular and healthful
| recreatlons Of our time, work off your spleen
| and your querulousness, and onehaf of your
| physical and mental ailments, do not turn your
back from such grand medicament.
| Again, judge of places of amusement by the
companionship into which they put you. IL you
belong to an organization where you have to asso-
ciate with the Incorporate, with the unclean,
| with the abandoned, however well they maybe
dressed, in the name of God quit it. They/yill
| despoil your nature, They will undermine your
moral character They will drop you when you
are destroyed. They will give not one cent to
| support your children when you are dead. They
will weep not one tear at your burial. They
| will chuckle over your damnation. But the
| day comes when the men who have exerted evil
influence upon their fellows will be brought to
| rocking earth Erter-dukes lords kings. beg
CARS, clowns No sword. No tinsel. No
! crowns. For footlights, the kindling flames of
world. For orchestra, the trumpets that wake
angel spectators. For applause, the clapping
| floods of the sea- For curtain the heavens
rolled together as scroll. For tragedy, the
doom of the destroyed. For farce, the effort to
serve the world and God at the same time. For
the last scene of the fifth act, the tramp of ma
| tions across the stage-some to the right, others
| to the left
Again, any amusement that gives you dis
taste for domestic life, is bad. How many
bright domestic circles have been broken up by
sinful amusements! The father went off, the
mother went off, the child went off. There are
to- day the fragments before me of blasted house
holds Oh,f You have wandered away would
| like to charm you back by the sound of that one
word home" Do you not know that you have
but little more time to give to domestic welfare!
Do you not see, father, that your children are
soon to 90 out into the world and all the infu-
| ence for good you are to have over them you
must have now? Death will break in on your
conjugal relations, and alas if you have to stand
over the grave of one who persisted from your
neglect! ! saw Maynard husband standing at
the death-bed of his Christian wife, and saw
her point to a ring on her finger and heard her
say to her husband do you see that ring9'
He replied: 'Yes, see it, SWELL" said She
said he. II put it there" And all the past
seemed to rush upon him. BY the
memory of that day, when, in the presence of
men and angels, you promised to be faithful, in
| joy and sorrow, and in sickness and in health;
by the memory of those pleasant hours when
you sat together in your new nome, talking of
a bright future by the cradle, and the joyful
hour, when one life was spared and another given
by that sick bed, when the little one lifted up
| the hands and called for help and you knew he
must die, and he put one around each of your
! necks and brought you very near together in
that dying kiss; by the little grave in Green
wood that you never think of without rush of
tears by the family Bible, where, in its stories
of heavenly love- is the brief but expressive rec
| ord of births and Deaths by the neglects of the
past, and by the agones of the future; by
| judgment day. when the husbands and wives,
| parents and children, in immortal groups, will
| stand to be caught up in shining array, or to
shrink down into darkness-by all that, / beg
| you to give to home your best affections. look
| in your eyes to-day, and ask you the question
| that Gehazi asked Of the Shunamite: rs it wei!
with theeg Is it we'll with thy husbandl 1t it
| we'll with thy childP God grant that it may be
everlastingly we'll!
THE GOOD AND THE BAD.
| Let me say to all young men, your style Of
amusement will decide your eternal destiny.
One night 1 saw young man at the street
! corner evidently doubling to which direction
he had better take, his hat lifted high enough so
| you could see he had an intelligent forehead,
stout chest; he had robust development
| Splendid young man. Cultured young man.
Honored young man. Why did he stop there
while so many were going up and down? The fact
is that every man has good angel and a bad
angel contending for the mastery of his spirit
And there was good and bad angel struggling
with that young mans soul at the corner of the
| street "Come with me- said the good angel;
II will take you home; l will spread my wing
over your pillow; l will lovingly escort you all
| through life under supernatural protection; l
[ will bless every cup you drink out of, every
couch you rest on, every doorway you enter; I
| will consecrate your tears when you weep"
| Come with me, said the good angel in voice
| of unearthly symphony. NO. no." said
the bad angel, come with me- 1
have something better to offer. The
wines I pour are from chalices of bewitcbing
carousal. The dance lead is over floor tes-
selated with unrestrained indulgences. The
| paths tread are through meadows, daisied and
primrosed come with me-" The young man hes
| itated at time when hesitation was ruin. And
| the bad angel smote the good angel until it de-
| parted. spreading wings through the starlight
until forever the wings vanished. That was tine
| turning point in that young mans history, for,
| the good angel flown, he hestated no longer,
/ but started on pathway which is beautiful at
at the opening but blasted at the last. The bad
angel, leading the way, opened gate after gate,
and at each gate the road became rougher, and
| the sky more lurid, and what peculiar. as
| the gate slammed shut it came to with jar that
| indicated it would never open. The scenery
on either side the road changed from gardens to
deserts, and the bright wings of the bad angel
| turned to sackcloth, and the eyes of light be-
came hollow with hopeless grief. And on the
right side the road there was serpent, and the
man said to the bad angel "What is that SER
| pentP And the answer was, THAT is the serpent
| of singing remorsen vulture flew through
| the sky, and the man asked the bad angel
| what is that vuturep And the answer was,
'That it is the vulture waiting for the carcasses
of the sain." And then the man began to try
| to pull off of him the folds of something that
had wound him round and round, and he said to
the bad angel, What is it that twists me in
this awful convolutonp And the answer was,
THAT is the worm that never dies"
And then the man said to the
bad angel What does all this meana 1 trusted
in what you said a. the corner of the street that
night; trusted it all, and why have you thus
deceived meW Then the last deception fell off
the charmer. and it said II was sent forth from
the pit to destroy your soul. / watched my
chance for many long year When you hest
tated that night on the street, gained my tri-
umph. Now you are here. Ha! hal" 0, young
man, will the good angel sent sorth by Christ. OF
the bad angel, sent forth by sin. get the victory
over your soul Their wings are interlocked
this moment above you, contending for your
fight midsky This hour may decide your des-
tiny. God help you. To hesitate is to die!