Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1890-08-04
il equipage is taken up at almost fabu-

able people mingling with Jockeys
and gamblers and libertines and foul
moutied men and flashy women The
bartender stirs up the brandy smash.
The bets run high. The greenhorns,
supposing all is fair, put in their money
soon enough to lose it, Three weeks
before the race takes place the struggle
is decided, and the men in the secret
know on which steed to bet their
money. The two men on the horses
riding around long before arranged
who shall beat.
Leaning from the stand or from the
carriage are men and women so alb
sorbed in the struggle of bone and
muscle and mettle that they make a
grand harvest for the pickpockets, who
carry off the pocketbooks and porte
monnaies. Men looking on see only
two horses with two riders flying around
the ring, but there is many man on
that stand whose honor and domestic
happiness and fortune-white name,
white foot, white fanfare in the ring,
racing with inebriety, and with fraud,
and with profanity, and with ruin
black neck, black foot, black flank.
Neck and neck they go in that moral
EPSON.
HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.
All, my friends, have nothing to do
with horse racing designations this sum-
mer. Long ago the English govern
ment got through looking to the turf
for the dragon and light cavalry horse.
They found the turf depreciates the
stock, and it is yet worse for men.
Thomas Hughes, the member of parlia-
ment and the author, known all the
world over, hearing that a new turf en-
terprise was being started in this coun-
try, wrote a letter in which he said,
Heaven help you, then; for of all the
cankers of our old civilization there is
nothing in this country approaching in
unblushing meanness, in rascality hold
which would make them blush if they
knew that you knew what the book
was.
sHUN BANEFUL LITERATURE.
''Oh," they say, 'you must have in
tellectual recreation" Yes. There is
no need that you take along into
watering place ''Hamilton's Metaphys-
ics,'' or some thunderous discourse on
the eternal DEGREES, or ''Faraday's
Philosophy" There are many easy
books that are good. You might as
well say, II propose now to give little
rest to my digestive organs, and in
stead of eating heavy meat and vege-
tables I will for a little while take
lighter food-a little strychnine and
few grains of ratsbane." Literary poi
son in August is as bad as literary
poison in December Mark that. Do
not let the frogs and the lice of cor
rupt printing press jump and crawl
into your Saratoga trunk or White
mountain valise.
Would it not be an awful thing for
you to be struck with lightning some
day when you had in your hand one OF
these paper covered rOmances-
hero a Partisan roue, the heroine an
unprincipled fiirt-chapters in the book
that you would not read to your chill
dren at the rate of 800 a line! Throw
out that stuff from your summer bag
gage. Are there not good books that
are easy to read-bOOkS of cOngenlal
history, books of pure fun, books of
poetry ringing with merry canto, books
of fine engravings books that will rest
the mind as well as purify the heart
and elevate the whole life? My hearers,
there will not be an hour between this
and the day of your death when you
can afford to read a book lacking in
moral principle.
Another temptation lowering all
around our watering places is the in
toxicating beverage. l am told that it
is becoming more and more fashionable
for women to drink. [ care not how
we'll woman may dress, if she has
taken enough of wine to flush her
cheeks and put glassiness on her eyes
she is intoxicated. She may be handed
into a 50, 500 carriage, and have dia-
monds enough to confound the Tlffanys
she is intoxicated. She may be q
graduate of q great institute, and the
daughter of some man in danger of be-
ing nominated for the presidency-she
is drunk. You may have u larger vo-
cabulary than [ have, and you may
say in regard to her that she is ''con-
vivial," or she is merry" or she is
'festive," or she is ''exhilarated, " but
you cannot with all your garlands of
verbiage cover up the plain fact that it
is an old fashioned case of drunk.
Now the watering places are full of
temptations to men and women to tip
pie At the close of the tenpin or bill
lard game they tipple. At the close
of the cotillion they tipple. Seated on
the piazza cooling themselves off they
tipple The tinged glasses come around
with bright straws and they tipple.
First they take Eight wines" as they
call them; but light wines" are heavy
enough to debase the appetite. There
is not very long road between cham
payne at five dollars per bottle and
whisky at five cents a glass.
Satan has three or four grades down
which he takes men to destruction.
One man he takes up, and through one
spree pitches him into eternal dark
ness. That is a rare case Very sell
dom, indeed, can you find man who
will be such fool as that.
When a man goes down to destruc-
ton Satan brings him to plane. 1t
is almost a level The depression is so
slight that you can hardly see it. The
man does not actually know that he is
on the down grade, and it tips only a
little toward darkness-just a little.
And the first mile it is claret, and the
second mile it is sherry, and the third
mile it is punch, and the fourth mile it
is ale, and the fifth mile it is porter,
and the sixth mile it is brandy, and
then it gets sleeper and sleeper, and
the man gets frightened and says, ooh,
let me get offw mo" says the con-
ductor, this is an express train, and it
does not stop until it gets to the Grand
Central Depot of Smashupton. All,
'1ook not thou upon the wine when it
is red, when it giveth its color in the
cup, when it moveth itself Alright. At
the last it biteth like a serpent and
stingeth like an adder"
ARM YOURSELVES.
My friends, whether you tarry at
home-which will be quite as safe and
perhaps quite as comforta ble-or go
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