The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-10-08


policeman stands there; and the man with
some embarrassment, and some hating,
and Ia a ronnd-about way says that in
light in some low haunt Of the city Ed
ward had been hurt. He says to Nicho~
las;
81 heard that he was some relation Of
yours, and thought you ought to know It."
"HurtP Is he badly hurt?"
eyes, very badly hurt2"
"Is the wound mortalG''
'FYes; it is mortal. To tell you the
whole truth, sir" says the policeman,
s'although can hardly beer 10 tell yous
he is dead"
"Deadl' cried Nicholas; and by this
time the whole family are in the hallway.
The father says:
'Just as I fsaredss It viii kill his mother
when she hears of it. Oh, my son, my
soni Would to God had died for thee.
Oh, my son, my son."
"Wash OFF the wounds" says Nicholas
sand bring him right here to my hoase5
and let there be all respect and gentleness
shown him. -
Oh, what 0bsequies! The next door
heighbors hardly knew what was going
on; but Nicholas and the father and
mother knew. Out Of TIE Christian and
beautiful home Ct the one brother is car
ried the dissolute brother. No word of
blame uttered. No harsh things said. On
q bank of camelias is spelled out "Bro.
Their" Had the prodigal been true and
pure and noble in life and honorable
in life and honorable in death
he could hot have been carried forth with
more tenderness or slept in a more beadti-
| full casket, or, been deposited in a more
l. -LaEn - - A.. A.
loosened turf the brothers who left the
country for city life five years before, now
part forever. The last scene of the fifth
act of an awful tragedy of human life is
ended.
What made the difference between these
! two voting men? Religion. The one dee
| pended upon himself, the other depended
on God. They Started from the same
home, had the same opportunities of edu-
cation, arrived in the city on the same
day, and if there was any difference, Ed
ward had the advantage, for he was
brighter and quicker, and all the neighs
bors prophesied greater success for him
than for Nicholas, BIT Behold and won
der at the Tremendous secret. Voices
I come up out of this audience and say:
did you know these brothers?"
Eyes; knew them WE'LL"
Ibid you know their parents2'9
eyes: intimatel8,s
Standing with you al the forks Of the
| road something makes me think that il
to-day set before the people the terlminI
| Of the two roads they will all of them
take the right one. There are before me
in this house and ia the invisible audience
back of this-for journalism has gener-
ously given me every week full opportu-
| nifty to address the people in all the towns
and cities of Christendom-I say, in the
visible and invisible audience there are
many who have not fully made up theft
minds which road to take. oCome with
US - cry a1 the voices of righteousness.
''Cotne with US J" cry all the voices of sin.
Now, the trouble is that many make
disgraceful surrender. As we all know,
there is honorable and dignifed surren-
der, as when small host yields to supe-
| rior numbers. 1t is no humiliation for a
thousand men to yield to ten thousand. 1t
is better than to keep on when there can
! be no result except that Of massacre. But
those who surrender to sin make a surs
| render when on their side they have
enough reserve forces to rout all the
armies OF Perdition, whether lei on by
what a demonographer calls Belial, or
Beelzebpb, or Apollyon, or Abaddon, or
Ariel. The disgraceful thing about the
surrender at Sedan was. the French hand
ed over 419 field-guns and mitraill euses,
6 900 horses and 5000 armed men. And
it is base for that man to surrender to sin
when all the ornaments of almightiness
would have wheeled to the front to fight
| his battle if he had waved one earnest sig
nal. But no! He surrendered body,
mind, soul, reputation, home, pedigree,
time and eternity, while yet all the pray
ers of his Christian ancestors were on his
side and all the proffered aid-su pernal
cherubic, secaphic, angelic, deific.
Why this sermon2 have made up my
mind that our city life is destroying too
many young men. There comes in every
Sept ember and October large influx Of
those between sixteen and twenty four
years Of age, and New York and Brook
Ign damn at least a thousand of them
every ear. They are shoveled on and
down with no more compunction than that
with which a coal-heaver scoops the an
thracite into a dark cellar. What with
the wine-cup and the gamblers dice, and
the scarlet enchantress no young man,
without the grace of God, is safe ten min
utes.
There Is much discussion about which is
the worst city of the continent. SorIe say
New Y ork, some say New Orleans, some
say Chicago, some say st. Louis. What /
have to say is, you can not make much
comparison between the infnites, and in
all our cities the temptation seems infini O..
We keep a great many mills rum
ming day and night. No rice
mills or cotton mills. Not mills of corn or
wheat, but mills for grin ding up men.
Such are all the grog-shops, licensed and
unlicensed. Such are all the gambling
saloons. Such are all the houses of in-
fanny. And we do all the work according
to law, and we turn out a new grist every
hour, and grind up warm hearts and clear
heads, and the earth about a cidermiu is
not more saturated with the beverage than
the ground about all these mind destroy
ing institutions is saturated with the
blood of victims. We say to Long Island
neighborhoods and villages:
"Send US more supply"
And TO Westchester and Ulster and all
the other counties of New York:
"Send US more men and women TO put
under the Wheels"
Give us full chance and we would grind
up in the municipal mill five hun bred a
day. We have enough machinery; we
have enough men who can run them.
Gives US more homes to crush; give
more parental hearts to pulverizel
Put into the hopper all the wardrobes
and the family Bibles, and the livelihoods
of wives and children. Give US more ma
terial for these mighty mills, which are
wet with tears and sulphurous with woe,
and trembling with the earthquakes OF an
incensed God, who will, unless our cities
repent, cover US up as quick and as deep
as in August of the year 70 Vesuvius
avalanched Herculaneum.
o, man and woman, ponder the path Of
thy feet! See which way You are going.
Will you have the destiny of Edward or