The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1889-05-24
SUBSCRIPTION: sl.Oo Per Year.

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he was so noble, he was so gOodi God
never made a grander man than he was,
but the drink did it, the drink did 1t.
Some day she will press her hands
against her temples and cry: ooh, my
brain, my brain !" or she will go out on
the ADJUSTMENT of the bridge some noon
light night and look down the CLASSY sur
face and wonder if under that CLASSY
surface there is not some rest for
broken heart.
A young man, through the tnterces-
sion of metropolitan friends, gets place
in bank or store. He is going to leave
his country home. That morning they
are up early in the old homestead. The
trunk is in the wagon. Mother says:
my son. l put a Bible in the trunk; I
hope you will read it often" She wipes
the tears away with her apron. t'Oh,"
he says, "cOme, don't be worried, I know
now to take care of myself. Don't be
worried about me-" The father sayss
''My son, be good boy, and write home
often; your mother will be anxious to
hear from you" Cracki goes the
whip, and over the hills goes the
wagon. Five years passed on, and dis
sipated life has done its work for that
young man. There is a hear Ie coming up
in front OF the old hom sstead. The
young LlCL VI TIC AblB ubOInUOu WHO udN9
staid on the farm come in and say; lis
it possible? Why, he doesn't look natlr-
| al, does hef Is that the fair brow wa
used to know? Is that the healthy
cheek we used to know? 1t can't be pos
sible that is him." The parents stand
| looking at the cash in the forehead from
which the life OOzed out, and they lift their
/ hands and say: 80 my son Absalom,
| my son, my son AbsalOm; would God
had died for thee, o Absalom, my son,
my son"
| Lorenzo de Medici was very sick, and
/ some of his superstitiOus friends thought
| if they could dissolve certain number
| of pearls in cup, and then be would
| drink them It would cure him OF the dis
ease. So they went around and they
gathered up all the beautiful pearls they
could find, and they dissolved them in a
cup and the sick man drank them. Oh, il
was an expensive draugbt. BuE tell you
of more expensive draught than that.
Drunkenness puts into its cup the pearl
of physical health, the pearl OF domestic
! happiness, the pearl of responsibility, the
pearl of Christian hope, the pAatl of an
everlasting Heaven, and presses it to the
| hot lips.
1 tell you the dramshop is Ehe gate Of
hell. The trouble is they do not put up
the right kind of a sign. They have a
| great many different kind of signs now
| on places where strong drink is sold. One
! is called the 'restaurnnt," and another
| is called the 'saloon," and another is
called the ''hotel," and another is called
the swine cellar" and another is called
the Sample room" What a name to
give one of those places! A "sample
roomW / saw a man on the steps Of one
of those sample rooms" the other day,
dead drunk. / said to myself: az suppose
that is a sample =" | tell you il is the
gate of hell.
ooh" says some man, 'I am kind, am
indulgent to my family, l am right in
many respects, / am very generous. 0nd I
have too grand and generous moral nat
ure to be overthrown in that way" Lot
me say that the persons who are in the
most peril have the largest hearts, the
best education, the brightest prospects.
This sin chooses the fattest lambs for its
sacrifice. The brightest garlands are by
this carbuucled hand Of drunkenness torn
off the brow of the poet and the orator.
| Charles Lamb, answer! Thomas Hood,
answer! Sheridan, the English orator,
answerl Edgar A. Poe, answer! Junius
Brutus Booth, answer!
Oh, como and look over into IL while ]
draw off the cover-hang over It and looh
| down into il, aud see the seetling, boil
! ing, loathsOme, smoking, agonizing,
| blasph heming hell Of the drunkard. Young
men, be master Of your appohtes and
passions. There are hundreds-might l
! not say thOusands?-of young men In
! this house this mOrning-young men OF
/ fair prospects. Put your trust in the Lord
! God and all is well. But you will be
/ tempted.
| Perhaps you may this moment be ad'
dressed on the first Sabbath Of your COM
ing to the great city, and give you this
brothe erly counsel. l speak not in a per-
functory way. I speak as an older broth
err talks to a younger brother. / put my
hand on your shoulder this day and COM
mend You to Jesus Christ, who Himself
was a young man aud died while yet n
young man, and has sympathy for all
young men. Oh, be master, by the grace
of God, OF your appetites and passions
close with a peroraton. Minister'S
and spea kers are very apt to close with a
peroration, and they generally roll up
some grand imagery to express what they
have to say. / close with q peroration
mightier than wds ever uttered by mere
human lips. Two quotations. The first
is this: "Who hath woe? who hath
babblingP who hath wounds without
cause? They that tarry long at
the wine, they that go 20 seek
mixed wine. Look not upon the
wine when it is red, when 1t moVeth IT.
self Alright in the cup, for at last it biteth
like serpent and stingeth like an adder"
This is the other quotation. Make up
your mind as to which is the more im-
pressive. think tho last is the miRhtiert
'Rejoice, o young man, in thy youth, and
let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy
youth, and walk thou IN the sight OF thinN
own eyes; but know thou that Tor all
these things God will bring thee int
judgment"