The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-11-12

for $50 600. 1t was found that he had lost
in Lombard street, London, S29, 900; in Full
ton street, New York, $4,000, and in New
Orleans, S. OOO He was imprisoned, but
afterwards escaped, and went into the
gambling profession. He died in a lunatio
asylum. This crime is getting its lever un-
der many a mercantile house in our cities,
and before long down will come the great
establishment, crushing reputation, home
comfort and immortal souls. How it diverts
and sinks capital may be inferred from
some authentic statement before US. The
ten gaming houses that once were author
lied in Paris passed through the banks
yearly 325, OOO, 900 francs. Where does all
the money come FRONT The whole world is
robbed. What is most sad, there are no con-
solutions for the loss and suffering entailed
by gambling. If men fail in lawful business,
God pities and society comiserates; but,
where in the Bible or in society is there any
consolation for the gamblerl From what
tree in the forest oozes there a balm that
can soothe the gamester's hearth In that
bottle where God keeps the tears Of His
children are there any tears Of the gamblerl
Do the winds that come to kiss the faded
check Of sickness and to cool the heated
brow Of the laborer whisper hope and cheer
to the emaciated victim Of the game Of haz-
ardl When an honest mau is in trouble he
has sympathy s'Poor fellow" they say.
But do gamblers come to weep at the ago.
MES Of the gamblerl In Northumberland
was one Of the finest estates in England
Mr.. Porter owned it, and in year gambled
il all away. Having lost the last acre of
the estate, he came down from the saloon
and got into his carriage, went back, put
up his horses and carriage and town house,
and played. He threw and lost. He started
home, and on a side alley met a friend,
from whom he borrowed ten guineas, went
back to the saloon, and before great while
had won 600, 600. He died at last beggar
in ST. Giles. How many gamblers felt sor-
ry for Mr.. POrterl Who cOnsoled him on
the loss OF his estatel What gambler sub
scribed to put stone over the poor mans
gravel Not one.
Furthermore, this sin is the source Of IN
counted dishonesty. The game Of hazard
itself is often cheat. How many tricks
and receptions in the dealing of the cards.
The opponents hand is often found out by
fraud. Cards are marked so that they may
be designated from the back. Expert
gamesters have their accomplicos, and one
wink may decide the game. The dice have
been found loaded with platina, 50 that
doublets come up every time. These dice
are introduced by the gamblers unobserved
by the honest men who have come into the
play, and this accounts for the fact that
ninety-nine out Of one hundred who
gamble, however wealthy when they be-
gan, at the end are found to be poor, mis-
cradle, haggard wretches who would not
be allowed to sit on the doorstep of the
house that they once owned. Do you call
this game Of chance. There is no chance
about it.
But these dishonesties in the carrying on
Of the game are nothing when compared
with the frauds that are committed in order
to got money to go on with the nefarious
work. Gambling, with its needy hand, has
snatched away the widows mite and the
portions Of the orphans; has sold the
daughters virtue to get the means to con-
tinue the game; has written the counter
felt signature. emptied the bankers money
vault and welded the assassin's dagger.
There is no depth Of meanness to which it
will not stoop. There is no cruelty at
which it is appalled,. There is no warning
Of God that it will not dare. Merciless, un-
appeasable, fierce and wild, it blinds, it
hardens, it rends, it blasts, it brushes, it
damns. 1t has peOpled our prisons and lu-
matte asylums.
A man in London keeping one Of these
gambling houses boosted that he had
ruined a nobleman a day; but if all the
saloons of the land were TO speak out, they
might utter more infamous boast, for
they have destroyed thousand nOblemen a
year.
Notice also the effects Of this crime upon
domestic happiness. 1t has sent its ruth
lies, until the wife sat in rags, and the
daughters were disgraced, and the sons
grew up to the same infamous practices, or
took short cut to destruction across tho
| murderer's scadold.
Home has lost all charms for the gambler.
How tame are the children's caresses and
a wife's devotion to the gambler. How
drearily the fire burns on the domestic
hearth. There must be louder laughter,
and something to win, and something to
! lose; and excitement to drive the heart
faster, flip the blood and fire the magma
ton. No home, however bright, can keep
back the gamester. The sweet call of love
| bounds back from his iron soul, and all en-
| dearments are consumed in the fire of his
| passion. The family Bible will 60 after all
| other treasures are lost and il his crown
| in Heaven were put into his hand he would
cry: "Here goes; one more game, my boys.
On this one throw I stake my crown Of
] Heaven"
An only son went to New Orleans. He
was rich, intellectual and elegant in man.
ners. His parents gave him on bis depart
ure from home their last blessing. The
| sharpers got hold of him. They hattered
him. They lured him to the gaming table
and let him win almost every time for a
| good while, and patted him on the back and
/ said: " First-rate player" But fully in
their grasp they feeced him, and his sc, 600
were lost. Last Of all, he put up his watch
| and lost that Then he began to think Of
| his home, and of his old father and mother,
| and wrote thus.
my Beloved Parents: You will doubt
| less feel a momentary joy at the reception
| of this letter from the child of your bosom,
on whom you have lavished all the favors
| of your declining years. But should feel
| ing Of Joy for moment spring up in your
| hearts when you shall have received this
| from me, cherish it not. / have fallen
deep, never to rise. Those gray hairs
| that 1 should have honored and pro-
tected / shall bring down in sorrow
| to the grave / will not curse my
| destroyer, but, oh, may God avenge the
| wrongs and impositiOns practiced upon the
! unwary in way that shall best please
| Him. This, my dear parents, ia the last let
| ter you will ever receive from me. hum
| bly, pray your forgiveness. 1t is my dying
| prayer. Long before you will have received
this from me the cold grave will have
| closed upon me forever. Life to me is in
| supportable. l can not, nay, will not, suf-
| fer the shame of having ruined you. For
| get and forgive is the dying prayer Of your
unfortunate SON."
| Tho old father came to the post-ofice, got
/ the letter and fell to the floor They
| thought he was dead at first, but they
| brushed back the white hair from his brow
! and famed him. He had only tainted !
wish he had been dead, for what is life
! worth 70 father after his son is destroyed
| "Aceldama, the field OF blood"
When things so wrong at a gaming table
they shout; Foul, foul" over all the
| gaming tables Of the world / cry out:
| ''Foul, foul infinitely foul"
Gift stores" are abundant throughout
the country. With q book or knife, or sew
ing machine, or coat, or carriage there goes
prize. At these stores people get some
thing thrown in with their purchase. 1t
may be a gold watch or a set OF silver, a
ring, or farm. Sharp way to get OF IN
saiable goods. 1t has filed the land with
4 fictitious articles, and covered up our popu-