Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1888-01-30

white and to wear at least year Eight FashionSt
Shops. Excellent for Lawn-Seais Baby Carriages etc
Above Goods KeI
elixir, embrocstion, salye and cstsplasm.
Tonight with swollen feet upon cush-
Toned ottoman and grooming with aches
innumerabIe viii be the votsrY of lUXurl-
Gus living, not half so happy as his
groom or coalheaver. Wrong fashion
is the worlds undertaken, and drives
thousands of hesrses to Greenwood and
Laurel Hill and Mount Auburn.
But, worse than that. this folly is an
intellectual depletion. This endless
study of proprieties and etiquette, pat
terms and styles, is bedwsrfiDg to the in
tellect. 1 never knew woman or man
os extreme fashion that kaeW much, How
belittling the study of the cut of coat,
or the tie Of q crsvat, or the wrinkle III 8
sleeve, or the color of ribbon. HOW
they are worried il something gets IN
tied, or hangs awry, or Is not nicely
adjusted With q mind capable of meas
uring the height and depth of great sub
iects; able to unravel mysteries, TO walk
through the universe, to soar up into the
ipfinity of Gods notwithstanding
perpetually over q new style of cloak! l
have known men reckless as TO their
character and regardless Of interests
momentous and eternal, eXasperated by
the shape of vest-button. What is the
matter with that woman wrought up in, o
the sgony of despair? Oh, her muf is
out of fashion!
Worse than all-this folly is not salts
fed until it has extirpated every moral
sentiment and
BLASTED THE SOUL.
A wardrobe is the rock upon which
many G soul has been riven. The excite
ment of G luxurious life has been the
vortex that has swallowed up more souls
than the maelstrom of Norway ever
DESTROYED ships. What room for ele-
waiting themes in 8 heart filed with the
trivial and unreal? Who can wonder
that in this haste for sun-gilded baubles
and winged thistle-down lnen and women
should tumble into ruin? The travellers
to destruction are not all clothed in rags.
On that road chariot josties sgsinst
chariot; and behind steeds in harness
golden plated and glittering they go
down, coach and four, herald and
position, racketing on the hot
payements OF hell. Clear the track .
Bszsars hang out their cohors over the
road; and trees of tropical truitfulness
overbranch the way. No sound of woe
disturbs the air, bursll is light, and song,
and wine aud gorgeousness. The world
comes out to greet the dazzling process
SIGN with: "Hurrah! Hurrah!" But
suddenly there is halt snd an outcry OF
dismay, and an overthrow worse than the
Red Sea tumbling upon the Egyptians.
Shadow of grave-stones upoG finest silk
Norwood squeezed into impearled
goblets! Death with one cold breath
whitening the leaves and freezing the
fountains.
In the wild tumult of the last day
The mountains falling, the heavens flying,
the thrones uprising, the universe as
sembhng; amid the boom of the last
great Handicapped, and under the crack
ling of 8 burning world-Whst will be-
come of the disciple Of unholy fashion
But watch the career OF one thoroughly
artificial. Through inheritance, or per-
haps his own. skill having obtained
enough for purposes of display, he feels
himself thoroughly established. He sits
sloof from the common herd and looks
out of his window upon the poor man
and ssys: "Put that dirty wretch of my
steps Immediately" On Sabbath days
he finds the church, but mourns the tact
he must worship with
so MANY OF TIE INELEGANT,
and says: "They are perfectly awful!'
"That man that you put in my pew had 6
coat on his bsck that did not cost
So" He struts through life unsympa
thetic with trouble and says: M cannot
| = T., Ha1I yrTf
doubtful story Of Partisan life, but
thinks that there are some very indecent
things In the Bible. Walks srm in arm
with the successful man OF the world
but does not know his own brother. Love:
to be praised for his splendid house, snt
when told that he looks younger than ter
years ago says: "Wel, really; do you
think SOP"
But the brief strut of his life is shout
over Up stairs, he dies. No auge
wings lowering about him. No Gospe
promises kindling up the darkness; bu'
exquisite embroidery, elegant pictures
and bust of ShAkspere on the mantel
The pulses stop. The minister comes il
to read Of the resurrection, that DAY
when the dead shall come up-Ooth n
that died on the floor and he that expired
under princely upholstery. He is carried
out to burial. Only few mourners, bu
great stray of carriages. Not one com
mon man at the funeral. No befriendeC
orphan to weep tear on his grave. NJ
child of want pressing through the rsnkl
of the weeping, saying: "Be IS the las
friend I have and must see him"
WHAT now? He was 8 great man
Shall not chariots of salvation CONF
down to the other side Of Jordan and es-
cort him up to the palace? Shall not thu
angels exclsim: "Turn Quit A prince
is coming.n VIII the bells chime2 Vii