The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1891-03-20

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amusement feeling that we have wasted
our money and time You may by 1t
have made an investment worth more
than the transaction that yielded you
hundreds of thousands of dollars But
how many properties have been riddled
by costly amussmeuts-
The GrSS time 1 ever saw the c1ty-lt
was the city of Philadelphia was a
mere lad. I stopped at a hotel and I
remember in the eventide one of these
men piled me with his Internal art He
saw I was green He wanted to show
me the sights of the town He painted
the path OF sin until it looked like emer-
aid. but was afraid of him showed
back from the basilislI-I made up my
mind he was a basilisH- 1 remember
how he wheeled his chair round in front
of me and, with cOncentered and dia-
bolical effort, attempted to destroy my
soul. but there We're good angels in the
air that night It was no good resOlu-
ton on my part, but it was the all en-
| comprising grace of a good God that
| delivered me. Beware! beware! o,
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 children's wardrobe
/ @ When men go into amusements that
! they can not afford they first borrow
/ what they can not earn and then they
steal what they can not borrow. First
/ they go into embarrassment and then
| into lying and then into theft, and
| when man gets as far on as that he
| does not stop short of the Penitentiary.
| How bright the path of unrestained
| amusement opens The young man
says: Now I am off for q good time.
| Never mind economy. I'll get money
somehow. What a fine road! What a
| beautiful day for a ride! Crack the
/ nd he F1rrn t-aF
boys, fill high your glasses Drink.
Long life, health, plenty Of rides just
like this!' Hard working men hear the
| clatter of the hOofs and look up and
| say: why, wonder where those fell
lows get their money from! We have
to toll and drudge. They do nothing. -
To these gay men life is a thrill and an
| excitement. They stare at other people,
| and in turn are stared at The watch
| chain iingles. The cup foams. The
cheeks flush The eyes flash The
midnight hears their guffaw. They
swagger. They jOstle decent men of
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, ''YVhO caresi' and to the
| counsel of some Christian friend, ''Who
are yOu?' Passing along the street some
night You hear a shrek in 3 grog shop,
| rush of the police. What is the matter
now? o, this reckless young man has
: been killed in a grOg shop fight. Carry
him home to his mothers house. Par
: ents will come down and wash his
2 wounds and close his eyes in death
= They forgive him all he ever did, al
l though he cannot in his silence ask it
= The prodigal has got home at last.
I I go further, and say those are IN
christian amusements which become
L the chief business OF a mans life. Life
f is an earnest thing. Whether we were
t born in a palace or howell; whether We
e are afduent or pinched, we have t.
i work If you do not sweat with toll
: you will sweat with disease.
u Your sports are merely means to AT
Y end. They are alterations and helps
l. The arm Of toll is the only arm strong
y enough to bring up the bucket from tn
It deep well of pleasure. Amusement /
Y only the bower where business and phil
a anthropy rest while on their way I
r stirring achievements Amusement
e are merely the vines that grow abOu
# the anvil of toll and the blOssoming O
f the hammers Alas for the man VIII
= spends his life in laboriously dom
5 nothing, his days in hunting up lOung
, ing places and loungers, his nights i
{ seeking out some gas-lighted fOOlery
e The man who always has on his spOrt
e ing Jacket, ready to hunt for game
= the mountain or fish in the brook, wit
no time to pray, or work, or read, is nc
D. SO well of as the greyhound that ruu
1t by his side, or the d. bait with whic
e he whips the stream
It a man who does not work does nc
p know how to play. If God had Intend
g ed US to do nothing but laugh, He VvoUl
at not have given US shoulders with vvhic
c. to lift, and hands with which to vvOrl
IN and brains with which TO think. TIL
bit amusements of life are merely I'll
id orchestra playing while the great ira;
Sc edy of life plunges through its i've ac
IL infancy, childhood. manhood, old ag
5, and death Then exit the last earthl
to opportunity. Enter the Overwhelniu
realities OF an eternal world!
IA go further, and say that all thos
re amuSements are wrong which lead I'M
n bad company IF you go 70 any PIaS
ne where you have 20 associate with II
is iEA.mrlerats. .xith the uncIaan- EEiaE Il