Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1891-03-27

properties nave been riddled by costly
amusements.
The first time ever saw the city-it wa
the city OF Phladelphia-I was a mere lad.
stopped at a hotel, and l remember In th,
eventide one OF these men piled me with hi
internal art. He saw was green. He wante,
TO snow me the sights OF the town HI
painted the path Of sin until 1t looked lik
emerald; but was afraid Of him. shovel
back from the bssilisk-I made I'm NV minC
he was basilisk. remember howhe wheeled
his chair round in front of me. and with |
concentrated and diabolical effort attsmpte,
10 destroy my sOul but there were goo,
angels IN the air that night. 1t was no gooC
resolution onmy part but it was the al en
COMPRISING grace Of good God that deliv
cred me. Bewarel beware! oh, young man
There is way that seemeth righU unto &
man, but the end thereof Is death"
The table has been robbed to psy the club
The champagne has cheated the children:
wardrobe The carousing party has burne,
up the boys primer. The tabiecioth In the
| corner saloon is In debt TO the wifes faded
dress. Excursions that la day make tour
arouni d Whole months wages; ladies whose
| lifetime business it IS to go shopping;'
large bets on horses have their counterpart
in uneducated children, bankruptcies that
shock tho money market and appall the
church, and that send drunkenness stagGer.
ing across the richly figured carpet Of the
mansion and dashing into the mirror and
drowning out the carol Of music with tho
whopping OF bloatel sons come home TO
| break their old mothers heart
saw a beautiful home where the hell
rang violently late at night. The son had
been off in sinful indulgencics. His COM
rades were bringing him home They car
ried him TO the door. They rang the bell at
o'clocl; in the morning. Father and mother
ntf At,,
Wandering son, and then the comrades, as
soon as the door was opened, threw the
pgoiiEal hcallong into the doorway, crying
/ ihere ho il, drunk as fool. Ha, ha T.
! When men go into amuecments they cannot
afford they first borrow what they cannot
earn and then they steal what they cannot
borrow. First they 20 into embarrassment
and then into lying and tncn into theft;
and when man gels as far on as that he
does not stop short OF the penitentiary.
( There Is moi prison in the land where there
/ are not victims of uusanctitied amusements
Merchants of Brooklyn or New York il
there a disarrangement in your accountS'
Is there LEAKAGE in your money drawer'
. Dd not the last account come out right last
night ] will tell you. There is a young
man in your store wandering Off into bad
emusements. The salary you give him may
meet lawful expenditures, but not the sinful
/ indulg noes III which he has entered, and he
tahes by theft that which you do not give
! him IN lawful salary.
How brightly tho path OF uurestraincd
amusement opens. The Young man saysi
"Now nm of for 8 coed time Never mind
+ economy. I'll get money somehow. What
/ fine road What a beautiful day for q
ridel Crack the whip, aud over the turn
pincl Come, boys hll high your glasses,
/ Drink Long life, health plenty Of rides just
/ Ike this! Hard working mon hear the clat-
] ter Of the hop,s aud look up and say: "WhY,
/ | wonder where those fellows get their
money from We have 10 toll and drudge.
/ They do nothing" To these gay men hfs
is a thrill and an excitement. They stare at
! other people, and in turn are staredat. The
| The checks nusl. Their eyes fash
! The midnight hears their gulfaw.
They swagger. Tney jostle decent men
or tho 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 cares and to the counsel of some
/ Christian friend, "Who are youF'
! Passing along the street some night you
I hear shrck in grog shop, the rattle OF
/ the watchnan's club, the rush Of ths police
/ What is the matter now Oh. this reck less
/ young man has been killed in Crog shop
! fight. Carry him home 10 his fathers house.
| Parents will come down and wash his
wounds and close his eyes in death. They
/ forgive him all be ever did, although he can
not in his silence ask il. The proiigal has
| got homo at last Mother viii go to her
! little garden and get the sweetest flowers,
and twist them into chapiet for the silent
heart of the wayward boy, and push back
! from the blOated brow the long locks that
| werc once her pride, and the air will be rent
| with the agony. The great dramatist says
How sharper than a Serpent's tooth it is to
4 havcG thanklesS child
/ | 80 further, and say these are unchristian
amusements which become the chief business
| Of a mans life. Life is an earnest thing
/ " neither we were born in palace or hovel,
/ whether we are afiiucnt or pinched, we have
/ to work. IL You do not sweat with toll, you
! will sweat with disease. You have soul
TINT is to BE- trlrsigured amid this pomp OF
ajudgmant day and after the sea has sung
/ lis last chant AMI the mountain shall have
4 come down in an avalanche OF rock, you
will live and think and act, high on q throne
where seraphs sing, or deep in a dungeon
where demons howl. In 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
They are alleviations AMI helps. The arm Of
! 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 Amusements
nre merely the vines that grow about the
anvil of toll and the blossoming of the ham
| mers. Alas for the man who spends his life
| in laboriously doing nothing, his days in
! hunting up louuging places and loungers,
his nights in seeking out some gas lighted
fooleryl 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 not so well
! OFF 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
lis shoulders with which to MT, and hands
with which to work, and brains with which
to think. The amusements of life are mere
| ly the orchestra playing while the great
| tragedy of life plunges through its five acts
infancy, CHILDHOOD manhood old age and
death. Then exit the last earthly opportun-
ity. Enter the overwhelming realities Of an
eternal world
90 further, and say that all those amuse-
meDts are wrong which lead into bad conf
pany. II you go to any place where you
have to associate with the incorporate, with
the unclcan, with the abandoned, however
| well they may be dressed, IN the name OF
God quit it. They will despoil your nature.
They will undermine your moral character.
They will 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
chucke over your damnaton.
l had friend at tho west-a rare friend.
He was one OF the first to welcome me TO his
new home. TO fine personal appearance he
added generosity, fraokuess and ardor OF
nature that made me love him like brother.
But saw evil people gathering around him.
They came up from the saloons from the
gambling bells. They piled him with thou
sand arts They seized upon his social ma
ture, and he could not stand the chnrm
They drove him on the rocks, like a ship full
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