Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1888-01-26

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Many Of them talk brightly, but you
soon find that in their mental machinery
there is a screw loose. When they are not
lecturng against Christianity they are
sitting in bar rooms squirting tobacco
juice, and when they get mad swear until
| the place is sulphurous. They only talk
to keep their courage up, and at best will
| feel like the infidel who begged to be
buried with his Christian wife and daugh-
ter, and when asked why he wanted such
burial, replied: 'If there be resurrec.
tion of the good, as some folks say there
will be, my Christian wife and daughter
will somehow get me up and take me
! along with them"
Men may pretend to despise religion.
but they are rank hopocritss. The sea
| captain was right when he came up to the
| village on the sea coast and insisted on
paying ten dollars to the church, although
! he did not attend himself. When asked
! his reason, he said he had been in the
habit of carrying cargoes Of oysters and
clans from that place, and he found since
that church was built the people were more
honest than they used to be, for before the
church was built he often found the load
when he came to count it a thousand clans
SuOi 1cSs SOullueSS IS pTOHtdOie IOT
both worlds. Most of the great, honest,
permanent worldly successes are by
| those who reverence God and the Bible.
But what do say is that if a man have
nothing but social position and financial
| resources, woman who puts her happi.
ness by marriage in his hand, re .enacts
the folly of Abigail when she accepted
disagreeable Nabal, ''whose possessions
We're in Carmel, and the man was very
great, and he had three thousand sheep
andi one thousand goats"
If there be good moral character, ac-
companied by affiuent circumstances, 1
congratulate you. If not, let the MORN
ing lark fly clear Of the Rocky Mountain
eagle. The sacrifice of woman on the
altar of social and financial expectation
is cruel and stupendous. l sketch you q
scene you have moro than once wit
messed:
A comfortable home. with nothing more
than ordinary surroundings, but an at
tractive daughter carefully and Chris
tianly reared. From the out.
side world comes in man
with nothing but money-unless you
| count profanity, and selfishness, and fond
ness for champagne. and general reckless
ness as part Of his possessions. He has
his coat collar turned up when there is no
chill in the air, but because it gives him
an air Of abandon; and eye-glass, not be-
couse he is near-sighted but because it
gives a classical appearance; and with
an attire somewhat loud, q cane thick
enough to be the club of Hercules
and clutched at the middle, his conversa-
ton interlarded with French phrases in
accurately pronounced, and a sweep of
manner indicating that he was not born
like most folks, but terrestrially landed.
By arts learned of the devil he insinuates
himself into the affections of the
daughter of that Christian home.
All the kindred congratulate her on
the almost supernatural prospects.
Reports come in that the young man is
fast in his habits; that he has broken
several young hearts, and that he is
mean and selfish and cruel. But all this
is covered up with the fact that he has
several houses in his own name. and has
large deposits at the bank, and, more
than all, has father worth many
hundred thousand dollars and very feeble
in health, and may any day drop off, and
this is the only son, and a round dollar
held close to ones eye is large enough to
shut out q great desert, and how much
more will several bushels Of dollars shut
out?
The marriage day comes and goes. The
wedding ring was costly enough, and the
orange blossoms fragrant enough, and
the benediction solemn enough, and the
wedding march stirring enough. And the
audience shed tears of sympathetic glad
t1,~t = h,o To-,
the two has sailed of on placid lake,
although God knows that they are
launched on a dead sea, its waters brack-
ish with tears, and CHASTITY with
faces of despair foa ting to the sur
face and then going down. There they
are. the newly married pair in their new
home. He turns out to be a tyrant. Her
will is nothing, his will every thing.
Lavish of money for his own pleasure, he
begrudges her the pennies he pinches out
into her trembling palm. Instead of the
kind words she left behind in her former
home, now there are complaints, and
fault-findings and curses. He Is the mas.
ter and she the slave. The worst villain
on earth is the man who, having captured
a woman from her fathers house, and
after the oath OF the marriage altar has
been pronounced, says, by his manner, il
not in words: ~ have you now in my
power. What can you do: My arm is
stronger than yours. My voice is louder
than yours. My fortune is greater
than yours. Ny nam, is mightier
than yours. Now crouch before me
like dog. Now crawl away from me like
q reptile. You are nothing but woman,
anyhow. Down, Won miserable wretch!"
Can halls of mosaic, can long lines of
Etruscan bronze. or statuary by Palmer,
and Powers. and Crawford, and Chantry,
and Canova; can galleries rich from the
pencil of Bierstadt, and Church. and Ken
set, aud Cole, and Cropsey; could violins
played on by an Ole Bull, or pianos fin
sered by a Gottschalk, or solos warbled
by Sontag; could wardrobes like that Of
Marie Antoinette, could jewels like
those of Eugsnie make wife in such a
companionship happy!
Imprisoned in a castle! Her gold brace
lets are the chains Of = lifelong scrvitude.
There is a sword over her every feast, not
like that of Damocles staying suspended,
but dropping through her lacerated heart.
Her wardrobe il full Of shrouds
for deaths which she dies daily.
and she is buried alive, though buried
under gorgeous upholstery. There IS one
word that sounds Under the arches, and
rolls along the corridors, and weeps in the
falling fountains, and echoes in the shut
ting of every door, and gronns in every
note Of strin9ed and wind instrument:
''Woe! Weem The oxen and sheep in
olden time brought to the temple Of Jupi-
ter to bs sacrificed used to be covered
with ribbons aud flowers, ribbons on the
horns and flowers on the neck. But tho
floral and ribboned decorations did not
make the stab Of the butchers knife less
beautiful, and all the chandeliers you
hang over such q woman. and all the robes