The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-04-04

sancti0ed pleasure. Our recreatiOnS are
intended to build up, and If they pull us
down as to our moral or as to our physical
strength you may come to the conclusion
that they are obnoxious.
There is nothing more depraving than
attendance upon amusements that are full
of finnuendo and low suggestion. The young
man enters. At first he sits far back, with
his hat on and his coat collar up, fearful
that somebody there may know him. Sew
eral nights pass oa. He takes off his hat
earlier and puts his coat collar down. The
blush that first came into his cheek when
anything indecent was enacted comes no
more to his cheek. Farewell, young mani
You have probably started on the long road
which ends in consummate destruction.
The stars of hope will go out one by one,
until you will be left in utter darkness.
Hear you not the rush of the maelStrom, in
whose outer circle your boat now Dances
making merry with the whirling waters?
But you are being drawn in, and the gen.
tie motion will become terrific agitation.
You cry for help. In vaini You pull at
the oar to put back, but the struggle will
not avail You will be tossed and dashed
and shipwrecked and swallowed in the
whirlpool that has already crushed in its
wrath ten thousand hulks.
YOUNG MAN BE ON YOUR GUARD.
Young men who have just come from
well to be on guard and let no one induce
you to places of improper amusement 1t
is nightly alluring when young man,
long u citizen, offers to show new conner
all around.
Still further. Those amusemunts are
wrong which lead you into expenditure be-
yond your means. Money spent in recrea-
tion is not thrown away. 1t is all folly for
us to come from place of amusement feel
N haf y,I
time. You may by it have made an. in
vestment worth more than the transaction
that yielded you hundreds or thousands of
dollars. But how many properties have
been riddled by costly amusements.
The first time ever saw the city-it was
the city of Philadelphia-I was a mere lad.
stopped at a hotel, and remember in the
eventide one of these men piled me with
his Internal art. He saw was green. He
wanted to show me the sights of the town.
He painted the path of sin until it looked
like emerald; but was afraid of him. l
showed back from the basilisk-I made up
my mind he was basilisk. 1 remember
how he wheeled his chair round in front of
me, and with concentrated and diabolical
effort attempted to destroy my soul; but
there were good angels in the air that
night 1t was no good resolution on my
part, but it was the all lencompassing grace
of good God that delivered me. Bewarel
bewarel oh, young man. ''There is a way
that seemeth right unto a man, but the end
thereof is death"
The table has been robbed to pay the
club. The champagne has cheated the
childrens wardrobe The carousing party
has burned up the boys primer. The
tablecloth of the corner saloon is in debt to
the wife's faded dress. Excursions that in
a day make a tour around a whole months
wages; ladies whose lifetime business it is
to "go shopping;" large bets on horses
have their counterparts in uneducated
children, bankruptcies that shock the
money market and appal the church, and
that send drunkenness staggering across
the richly figured carpet of the mansion
and dashing into the mirror and drowning
out the carol of music with the whooping
of bloated sons come home to break their
old mothers heart.
SAD STORY.
saw beautiful home, where the bell
rang violently late at night. The son had
been off in sinful indulgences. His COM
rades were bringing him home. They car
ried him to the door. They rang the bell
at O'Clock in the morning. Father and
mother came down. They were waiting
for the wandering son, and then the com
rades, as soon as the door was opened,
threw the prodigal headlong into the door
way, crying: There he is, drunk as fooli
Ha, hal'' When men go into amusements
they cannot afford they first borrow what
they cannot earn, and then they steal what
they cannot borrow. First they go into en-
barrassment, and then into lying, and then
into theft; and when man gets as far on
as that he does not stop short of the peni-
tentiary. There is not a prison in the land
where there are not victims of unsanctified
amusements. -r
Merchant of Brooklyn or New York, is
there a disarrangement in your accountsf
Is their a leakage in your money drawerf
Did not the cash account come out right
last night? 1 will tell you. There is
young man in your store wandering off
into bad amusements. The salary 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.
amusement opens. The young man says:
s'Now 1 am off for good time Never
mind economy. Pll get money somehow.
What fine roadl What beautiful day
for ridel Crack the whip, and over the
turnpikei Come, boys, fill high your
glasses. Drink Long life, health, plenty
of rides just like thisr' Hard working
men hear the chatter of the hoofs and look
up and say: "Why. wonder where those
fellows get their money froml We have to
toll and drudge. They do nothing" To
these gay men life is thrill and an excite
ment. They stare at other people, and in
turn are stared at. The watch chain
jingles The cup foams. The cheeks
flush. The eyes flash The midnight hears
their guffaw. They swagger. They jostle
decent men off the sidewalk. They take
the name of God in vain. They parody the
hymn they learned at their mothers knee:
and to all pictures of coming disaster they
cry out, 'Who caresI' and to the counsel
of some Christian friend, "Who are your"
Passing along the street some night you
hear a shrek in a grog shop, the rattle of