The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1891-01-14

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room. He found that there were twenty
or thirty others in the different dungeons
of the castle being slowly starved, killed
with damp or tortured, but the happy
lords and ladies above stairs did not lose
a wink of sleep, nor fail of any wine cup,
nor lose n measure in the merry dance on
that account.
The satire is sharp. How could they
eat. drink and be merry with those death
groans echoing in their ears? And how
can we, when the groans of the poor and
despairing are but a block or two removed
from our earsP Dives happy in luxurious
content, while Lazurus starves on his door
steps!
The bible is a handbook of both faith
and practice. 1t is a good book for every
day in the year, as well as for Sunday.
1t has been finally seen that institutions
are only the heightened shadows of great
men-as methodism is the life-study of
John Wesley.
How many books are decollete and
make their appeal TO the devil in man,
and not to the angel.
Preacher is Tor aught tobe) only another
way of spelling teacher. Pastors should
teach when they preach. Matthew Ar
nold's gospel of sweetness and light"
ought to be expounded and transmitted
into conduct. Sweet women and sunny
men, strong but bright, should abound.
We nave many, and need more.
Perseverance is failing nineteen times
and succeeding the twentieth. An
dreUs.
What DIR. Arnold said of boys is equally
true of men-thst the difference between
them is not SO much one of talent as of
energy.-Smies.
\ man consciousof enthusiasm for great
ends is sustained amid petty hostilities by
| the memory Of great workers who had to
fight their way, and who hover in his
mind as patron saints, invisibly helping
George Eliot.
The reputation of generosity is to be
purchased pretty cheap; it does not de-
pend so much upon a mans general ex-
penses as it does upon his giving hand
somely whenever it is proper to give at all.
-CheSterfeld.
The a~rchangel who has never felt anger
has reason to envy the man who has sub
dued it.-Richter.
One sure way of peace-making is to let
the fire of contention alone. Neither fan
it, nor stir it, nor add fuel to it, but let it
90 out of itself.-Spurgeon.
IT'S beauty doth oft make woman
proud: It's virtue that doth make them
most admired It's modesty that makes
them seem divine.-Shdkspedre.
Success snatched boldly from the pass
ing moment, not fearful apprehension,
yields the reins that sway the course of
things.-GOethe.
A brave man hazards his life, but not
his conscience.-SchiHer
Learn from the earliest DAYS to inure
your principles against the points of ridi-
cule; you can no more exercise your
reason if you live in constant dread Of
laughter than YOU can enjoy your life if
you are in constant fear of death.-Sidney
Smith.
There are men without a particle of
enterprise. They "standin the old paths"
nay, they almost lie down in them, and
instead of being guides and helps they
are h%indrances and stumbling blocks
Sir Walter Raleigh.
Today is a ferry-boat, and carries us
across the stream of time from the shore
OF yesterday to the shore of tomorrow.
And what a brief today it is! Yet it is in
this that we are called to act; for now yes
terday is nothing but a memory, and to-
morrow is but a possibility. 1t is ever to-
day alone that we can exercise ownership.
Think of it. Out of every twentv-four
hours we spend eight in sleep and ten in
work, so that there remains for recreation
and self-improvement only six hours.
Nevertheless, how many time-killers there
are in the community-men and women
who expend all their force and talent in
the wastage of these six hours, the quint-
essence and soul of the day. Today has
been compared to an isthmus separating
the gulf of the past from the gulf of the
future. Let many people treat this 18TH
mus as De Lesseps, the French engineer,
did the isthmus OF Suez-dig a canal across
it, and thus further shorten the
already too narrow space which divides
the gulf of yesterday from the gulf of to-
morrow. Fools kill time-which presently
revenge itself by killing them.
Redeem today from the dull monotony
of existence. Make every heart throb a
note OF melodious meaning. Life for self
| alone is death in life. We feel, we love.
we act nobly, and s~traightway life is
alive. Wisdom says: Use today as not
abusing it.
One of the most celebrated OF American
divines said recently that never since our
world was swung out among the planets
has there been such an organized and de-
termined effort as that now being made to
overthrow righteousness and make the
ten commandments obsolete. Alcoholism
is taking down its victims by the hundreds
of thousands, and the politicians are get
ting down on their knees and saying:
ooh, thou almighty Rum jug, we bow
down before thee. Give us the Offices and
we will worship thee forever and ever.
Amen" AS if the bad publishing
houses of our own country were not
enough, the French and Russian sewers
have been invited to pour their
scurrility and moral slush into the
trough where American swine are now
wallowing. There are enough houses
of infamy in our cities, open and unmo-
Tested by law, to invoke the O%mnipotent
wrath which buried Sodom under a de-
LUCE of birthstone. The pandemoniac
world has massed its troops, and they are
this moment plying their batteries upon
family circles, church circles, political cir
cles and national circles. Apolyon is in
the saddle.
If the above lurid picture is true to life,