The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1891-06-12

and then into lying
and when a man getA ~ e 81: +;
does not stop short Of to,
There is not prison III the $50
are not victims OF unsilnch 8
Merchants Of Brooklyn or 81
there dislrrangemeit in your
Is there leakage in your money draNe
Did not the last account CONS out right last
MIGHTY viii tell You. There is a young
man in your store wandering off into bad
amusements. The salsry you give him may
meet lawful expenditures, but not the sinful
indulgences in which he has entered, and he
takes by theft that which you do not give
him In lawful salary,
How brightly the Path of unrestrained
amusement opens. The young man says:
Nov am off for good time. Never mind
economy. I'll get money somehow. What
fine roadl What beautiful day for a
ridei Crack the whip and over the turn
pikel Come, boys, fill high your glasses.
Drink Long life, health, plenty of rides just
like thisi Hard working meiI near the clat-
| Der of the hoots and look up and say: "Why,
1 wonder where those fellows get their
money froms We have to toll and drudge.
They do nothing To these gay men life
| Is thrill and an excitement. They stare at
other people, and in turn are staredat. The
watch chain jingles. The cup foams.
/ The cheeks flush. Their eyes flash.
The midnight hears their OUTLAW.
They. swagger. They jostle decent men
OIL the sidewalk. They take the name
Of God in vain. They parody the hymn they
learned at their mothers knee; and 10 all
pictures OF coming disaster the5-ery oal,
"Eho caresr and to the counsel of soma
Christian friend, who are your
Passing along the street some night you
hear a shrek IN grog shop, the rattle Of
the watchmans club, the rush Of the police.
What is the matter nowf Oh, this reckless
young RI has been killed in grog shop
iigi-' carry him home to his fathers house.
4drents viii come down and wash his
wounds and close his eyes in death. They
forgive him all he ever did, although he can
not in his silence ask it. The prodigal has
got home at last. Mother viii go TO her
little garden and get the sweetest flowers,
and twist them into chaplet for the silent
heart Of the hayward boy, and push back
from the bloated brow the long locks that
were once her pride, and the air will be rent
with the agony. The great draIuatist says:
'How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to
havea thanGless child"
/ 60 further, and say these are unchristian
amusements which become the chief business
Of mans life. Life is an earnest thing.
Whether We were born In a palace or howell
whether We are affluent or pinched, we have
to work. If you do not sweat with toll, you
will sweat with disease. You have a soul
that is to be transigured amid the pomp of
Judgment day; and after the sea has sung
its last chant and the mountain shall have
come down in an avalanche Of a rock, you
will live and think and act high on throne
where seraphs sing, or deep in a dungeon
where demons howl. In a world where there
is 50 much to do for yourselves, and so much
TO do for others, God pity that man who has
nothing to do.
Your SPORTS are merely means to an end.
ff1enzr oil 81
toll IS the only arm strong enough to bring
up the bucket out Of the deep well of pleas
ure. Amusement is only the bower where
business and philanthropy rest while on their
way to stirring achievements. ADJUSTMENTS
are merely the vines that grow about the
anvil Of toll and the poisoning Of the ham
mers- Alas for the man who spends his life
in lEborioasly doing nothing, his day in
hunting up Longing places and lourgers,
his nights in seeking out some gas nghted
foolerTl The man who always has on his
sporting jacket ready TO hunt for game in
the mountain or FISH in the brook, with no
time to pray or work or read, is npt so well
of as the greyhound that runs by his side, or
the fly bait with which he whips the stream.
A man who does not work does not know
how to play. II God had intended US TO do
nothing but laugh He would not have given
rs shoulders with which to lift. and hands
with which to work, aud brains with which
t. think. The amussuleHts Of life are mere
81 the orchestra playing while the great
tragedy of lie piUnges through its i've acts
-iifanry, childhood, manhood. old age and
dcata, Thea exit TIE LIST eRrtLily a1snQI'tisss-.A
ffy. Enter the overwhelming realities OF an !
eternal worldi
go further, and say that al those amuse-
ments are wrong which lead into bad com
pany. II You 20 10 any place where YOU
9Th with
the unelean, with ths abandoned, however
well they may DO dressed, in the name OK
God quit it, They viii despoil your nature.
They viii undermine your moral character.
They viii drop you when you are destroyed.
They will give not one cent TO support your
children when you are dead. They will weep
not one tear at your burial. They Will
chuckle over your damnation.
nsd a friend at the west-a rare friend.
He was one Of the first to welcome me to his
new home To fine personal appearance he
added a generosity, franknesY and erdor OF
nature that made me love him like a brother.
But / saw evil people gathering around him.
They came up from the saloons, from the
gambling hells They piled him with a thou
sand arts. They seized upon his social ma
ture. and he could not stand the charm.
They drove him on the rocks, Ike a ship full
winged, shivering on the breakers. l used
70 admouish him l would say, Nov l
wish you would quit these bad habits and
become a Christian = stOh " he would reply
81 -7=ould like to. Iwould Ike to, but have
gone 50 far don't think there is any way
back In his moments Of repentance he
would 70 home and take his little girl OF
eight years aud embrace her convulsively,
and cover her with adornments and strew
around her pictures and toys and every thing
thst could make her happy; and then. as
though bounded by an evil spirit he would
fi-r.. q no
shame Ike a fool TO the correction OF the
stocks.
was summoned to his deathbed.
hast1ned. l entered the room. found him.
to my surprise, lying in full every day dress
on the topof the clothes. put out my hand. !
He grasped it exsitedly and said, ''Sit down,
Ir. TalmEge, right here" I sat down He !
said; Last night 1 saw my mother, who has
been dead twenty years, and she sat Just
where you sit now. It was no dream. was
wide awake. There was no delusion in the
matter saw her just as plainly as 1 soc
you Wife, wish you would take those
strings of Of me. There are strings spun
ali around my body. wish you would
take them OF of me" saw it was de
lirium
''Oh,' replied his wife, my dear, there is |
nothing there, there IS nothing there" he
went on, and said; Just where You sit Mr..
Talmage, my mother sat She said: Henry, I
I do wish you would do better got out of |
bed Hut my arms around her. and said /
Mother, want To do better. 1 have bse..
tr5lnE 10 do batter Yon,t- help me to 1
do better2 You used to help me- No mis- I
take about If. No delusion. Isaw her-the I
cap. ana TIE apron, and the spactacles, Just
as she used 20 look twenty years ago; but 1 /
do wish you would take these things away. |
They annoy me so. ! can hardly talk. |
Won't you take them awayT' knelt down |
and prayed, conscious Of the fact that ne did |
not realize what l was saying. got up. 1 |
said, 'Good-by; hope your will be better /
soon" He said, 'GOod-by, good-by.n
That night his soul went to the God who |
gave 1t. Arrangements were made for the |
obsequies. Some said, Don't bring him in |
the church; he was too dissolute. - "Oh, |
said, bring him. He was good friend |
or mine while he was alive, and 1 shall stand
by him now that be is dead. Bring him to |
the church"
As sat in the pulpit and saw his body
coming up through the aisle felt as If I |
could weep tears Of blood. told the people |
that day: This man had his virtues. aud
good many Of them. He had his faults, and /
a good many OF them, but il there is any man
N this audience who is without sin let him |
cast the first stone at this coffin lid On one
side the pulpit sat that little child. rosy,
sweet faced, as beautiful as any little child /
mat sat at your table this morning /