St. Paul daily globe., 1890-02-03
FOR men AND WOMEN
Rev. w. S. Vail Addresses
Some Pertinent Words
to Parents.
The Profound Duty That Ev-
cry Man Owes to His
Child.
How the World, Without Bel
lamistie Theories, Can Be
Bettered.
Candlemas Day, the Willy
Ground-Hog, and the
Shadow.
"That Bow and His Sister,

''That Boy and His Sister"
Rev. w. S. Vail, of the First Uniyer-
salIst church, delivered a striking ser
mon yesterday morning, and one which
deserved the attention of every think
ing man and woman. "a little child
shall lead them,' Isaiah, eleventh chap
ter, sixth verse, were the words Of Mr..
Vail'S text, and in the course of his
remarks he said:
This boy and girl in the home serve
as illustrations OF most peculiar kind
of lost opportunity. Most cases of this
kind are supposed to be dramatic
Cardinal WOlsey passing in robes of er-
mine from the palace he loved SO well,
followed by none, mourned by none; a
senator once the power Of all others
in the house and on the huStings, Civ
ing his brain and reputation for a
glass of brandy: brave Antony shorn
of his power and hardy endurance by
the smile of woman. With all these
we are familiar, but the fact that
all around us are mines Of happiness
untouched we do not know SO well.
Yet. as boy carried Sl,0O0,OOO OF
money he had taken from q fire during
the war, which belonged to government,
and was regalned by the merest chance:
as waters of that deep, muddy river
away there in Africa, on whose banks
the
TIGER NEE rs HIS FOE
at night, contains treasures of gold un-
discovered; as the ocean embosoms
jewels of the rarest water never seen
by man, so in the home we have the
mines of promise. of comfort, of joy
that we seldom value at their true
worth And ic it on mi hn y
when l say there is many a good man
who has infinite patience in watching
his horse, who will lie in the mud
! on his stomach for hours wait
ing for the trout to bite, but
thinks mother was made to give the
children all their training, and who has
never looked into their school once,
never given his boy any advice, and does
not know how he is getting along in
either study or companionship?
next remark the strength of youth /;
the potential promise that makes him
all he is, and something more. We do
not know who is sitting at our 6reside; /;
and with the development Of the past,
may it not be we'll for US to remember
| that Lincoln, awkward and baref0oted,
! played about farmyard; that benjamin
| West first won distinction when he stood
beside the board cradle OF a little sister
and won his mothers belief in his abil-
ity; that the child is all he is now, and
| all he has in him for develop
| ment? When the daughter of the
Marshalsea, kept within that debtors
| prison throughout her childhood: listen
| ing to the stories of an outer world she
never knew; imagining what the great
| ships bearing the commerce of the
| world on the waters near by are like;
| busy street that behind the high walls
seemed like the breaking of sea upon
the sands-in this sad condition Little
Dorritt developed the iuea of becoming
| the financial stay, guardian and direc-
tor Of
A HELPLESS FAMILY,
and carried out her purpose. Frail as a
reed, she became strong as the oak.
| The delicate marble became the solid
granite. The enthusiasm of youth fits
it for adventure; for the questioning of
existing conditions; for the willingness
| to abandon traditional ideas. For this
reason youth is strong. ..
And how sorry we should be TO lose
the literature of childhood. The public
never listened to Mr.. Aldrich until he
told of Baby Bell and sang of Mabel
watching the storm that brought sc
much of sorrow to her. 1t learned to
| love Bret Harte when he wrote that
strange story, 1.-THE Luck of Roaring
Camp" And in the mining camp he
tells of, when the men had finished the
exciting work of day, when they sur
rounded the fire of pine knots and the
| youngest read from book, did they see
the peak that touched a Starlit sky OF
hear the wind making music in the
branches of the pine, or see the flash OF
I0n ri hot INntn A.
wandered over English meadoWswith lit
tie Nell; they heard her plaintiye voice
they wiped their mOiStened eyes with
the schoolmaSter on the day when God
| called her home. And have YOU not
watched beside poor Joe when he anx-
| iOuSly inquired: us the light comm,
sir?' Have you not seen little Paul on
| the broad river when you could hear
| the tumbling surf on the unseen shoref
Have you not seen the Barefoot Boy
of Whittier, listened to his merry whiS-
tied tunes, enjoyed his free life? And if
the circle of your
! HOME Is BROKEN
can you not with Mrs. Beecher Stowe
look to the future and say: Not dead.
| but sleeping; not even gone, but pres
ent still and waiting for the coming
| hour of Gods sweet will"
| The child in the home demands from
you and me certain moral declaration
of principles. Are we not in duty
bound to show our children some of the
things in which we believe?
81 got through the snow all right,
father" said the boy. because l put
my tracks in your tracks"
Are we living in such way as to be
willing for the boy to put his tracks in
our tracks? Are you sure, good mother,
that Indifference on your part will make
| your daughter the ideal woman you
want her to be? We say, maybe, Yes"
! But it takes sacrifice. So it does. 1t
takes sacrifice to march away at the
wheels of the guns. 1t was sacrifice
| when the young soldier, at Sheridan's
| command, rode thro' bullets for a flag,
and fell white in death when he re-
! turned. 1t was sacrifice all through
the building up of your fortune, your
| reputation. 1t was a sacrifice when
Palsy had to split up his furniture to
! produce the finest china in the world /;
| when Mozart, throttled by hunger. died
| just as "The Magic Flute'' was moving
the world. Are we willing to do as they?
The home and family are the sacred
precincts of our modern life. Every
man who has child has a profound
duty to perform: every man who wants
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