The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1889-06-06

t'Oh "hAio you are tIl2dgeQ IN your
regular employment. Politely suggest
to such persons that you have no time
TO give them during business hours.
Nothing would please them so well as
TO have you renounce your occupation
and associate with them. Much of the
time they lounge around the club
rooms or the doors of engine houses,
or after the dining hour stand upon
the steps of fashionable hotel or an
elegant restaurant, wishing to give
you the idea that that is the place
where they dine. But they do not dine
there. They are sinking down lower
and lower, day by day. Neither by
day nor by night have anything to do
with the idlers. Before you admit a
man into your acquaintance ask him
politely: "What do you do for liv-
ingW If no says, Nothing; am a
gentleman" look OUT for him. He
may havo very soft hand and very
fau1tless apparel, and have a high
sounding family name, but his touch
is death. Before you know it you
will in his presence be ashamed of
your work Dress Business will be-
come to you drudgery, and after
awhile you will lose your place, and
afterwards your respectability, and
last of all your soul Idleness is next
door to villainy. Thieves, gamblers,
burglars, shop lifters and assas-
sins are made from the class
who have nothing to do. When
the police go to hunt up and arrest a
culprit they seldom go to look in
among busy clerks or in the busy car
riage factory, but they go among the
groups of oilers Tho play is going
on at the theatre, when suddenly there
is scufile in the top gallery. What
is it2 A policeman has come in, and.
leaning over, has tapped on the shoul-
der OF q young, man, saying: II want
| you, sir" He has not worked during
the day, but somehow has raked to-
gether shilling or two to get into the
top gallery. He is an idler. The man
on his right hand is an idler and the
man on his left hand is an idler.
Shrink back from idleness in your
self and in others if you would main
tain a right position. Good old Ashbel
| Green, at more than eighty years of
age, was found busy writing, and some
young man said to him: "Why do
| you keep busy2 1t is time for you to
rest" lie answered: II keep busy to
keep out of mischief" No man is
strong enough to be idle.
Are you fond of pictures2 If SO I
will show you one of the works of an
old master. Here it is: II went by
the field of the slothful, and by the
vineyard of the man void of under
standing; and lol it was all grown
over with thorns, and nettles had COW
cred the face thereof, and the stone
wall was broken down. Then l saw
and considered we'll looked upon it
and received instruction. Yet little
sleep, little slumber little folding
| of the hands to sleep. So shall thy
| poverty come as one that traveleth and
| thy want as an armed man" | don't
know of another sentence in the Bible
more explosive than that 1t first
Kisses softly, like the fuse of a cannon,
and at last bursts like a fiftyfour
| FOUNDER. The old proverb was right:
''The devil tempts most men, but idlers
tempt the devil.
BREAD THAT is CAST UPON THE WATERS.
A young man came to a man Of
ninety years of age and said to him.
"How have you made out TO live so long
and be so welll" The old man took the
youngster to an orchard and, pointing
to some large trees full of apples, said;
| II planted these trees when | was a
boy, and do you wonder that now /
am permitted to gather the fruit of
them9' We gather in old age what
we plant in our youth. Sow to the
wind, and we reap the whirlwind.
Plant in carly life the right kind of a
| Christian character, and you will eat
luscious fruit in old age, and gather
these harvest apples in eternity.
Again: | urge you to avoid the per-
petual pleasure seeker | believe in
recreation and amusement. / need it
as much as need bread, and go to
my daily exercise with as conscientious
a purpose as | go to the Lords Supper;
and all persons of sanguine tempera-
| mcnt must have amusement and recre-
alton. God would not have made us
with the capacity to laugh if he had
not intended us sometimes to indulge
it. God hath hung in sky, and set
in wave, and printed on grass many
o roundelay; but he who chooses pleas
ure seeking for his life work does not
understand for what God made him.
| Our amusements are intended to
| help us in some earnest mission.
The thunder cloud hath an edge
exquisitely purpled, but, with voice
that jars the earth, it declares.
Il go TO water the green fields" The
wild flowers under the fence are gay.
but they say: "We stand here to make
a beautiful edge for the wheat field,
and TO refresh the husbandmen in
thoir nooning" The stream sparEies
and foams, and frolics, and says: II
go to baptize the moss. lave the
spots on the trout. | slaize the thirst
OF the bird. turn tho wheel of the
mill. | rork in my crystal cradle
muckshaw and water lily" And SO,
while the world plays, it works. Look
out for the man who always plays
and never works.
You will do we.. to avoid those
whose regular business it is to play
ball, skate or go boating. All these
sports arc grand in their places. /
never derived so much advantage from
any ministerial association as from a
ministerial club that went out TO play
ball every Saturday afternoon in tho
outskirts of Philadelphia. These rec
reations arc grand to give us muscle
and spirits for our regular toll. be-
lieve in muscular Christianity. y man
is often not so near God with weak
stomach as when he has a strong
digestion. But shun those who make
it their life occupation to sport.
There arc young men whose in
dustry and usefulness have fallen
overheard from the yacht on the Hud-
son or tho Schuylki1 There are men
whose business fell through the ice of
the skating pond, and has never since
been heard of. There is beauty in
the gliding OF boat, III the song of
skates, in the soaring of a well struck
ball, and ! never sec one fly but in
voluntarily throw up my hands to
catch it; and. SO far from laying an in
junction upon ball playing, or any
other innocent sport, claim them all
as belonging of right 10 those of US
who toll in the grand industries OF
church and state.
LISTEN NOT TO THE TEMPTER's VOICE.
But the life business of pleasure
seeking always makes in the end q
criminal or a sot. George Brummell
was smiled upon by all England, and
his lifo was given to pleasure. He
danced with peeresses, and swung q
round OF mirth, and wealth, and ap
plause, until exhausted of purse, and
worn out of body, and bankrupt OF
reputation, and ruined Of soul. he
begged a biscuit from a grocer, and
declared that he thought dogs life
was better than mans.