The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1892-05-20

tree which has reached above Wall
street and flung its shadow in one d.
rection over the granite palaces on the
/ avenues and in the other far out over
merchant vessels anchored in the BAY
Men say success in life is all matter
of good luck. but industry and econ
omy and self-denial put together al
ways make good luck. There are young
men who failed twice, and are getting
notes shaved the third time before they
are as old as their father when he first
began business for himself. They
started with the idea that their wit
would do as well as capital For
while 1t did, but when creditors sent
their duns and banks their protest, they
found that mere shrewdness was
greatly below par. You can not cross
the ocean in a yawl.
Again let the story of Daniel teach us
the beauty of that youthful character
which remains unblemished and up
right when away from home. Had
Daniel, on arriving in Babylon plunged
| into every excess, his friends in JeruSa-
lem would never have heard of it. His
dissipation and remuneration of religion
would not have cast one sorrow on the
family hearth where he had lived or the
old family Bible which he used to read.
But, though far away from home, he
knew that Gods eye watched him and
that was enough. 1t is not every young
man who maintains the same character
when absent that was maintained at
home. Frederick watching his fathers
sheep among the hills or thresh-
ing rye in the barn is far different from
Frederick on the stock exchange. How
often does the kind, retiring spirit be-
come bold effrontery, and the accom-
modating, self-sacrificing disposition
once exhibited among brothers and sis
tiers, becomes a cold and unresponsive
selishness, and economy, wastefulness
and open-handed charity, tight-fsted
stinginess, and the keeping of good
hours is changed into midnight revelry.
/ probably address young men now, dis
| tant from their fathers houses, and
others who, still under the parental
roof, look forward to a time when they
will depart alone to conflict with
the world and among strangers, be
called to build up characters for them
selves. Happy for you, oh, young man,
if you shall, like Joseph, be the same
when living with wicked Pharaoh as
with pious Jacob, or Daniel as pure in
Babylon as in Jerusalem. There is no
passage in mans life of more thrilling
interest than the day in which he
leaves home and goes off to seek his
fortune. The novelty and romance
| connected with the departure may keep
the young man from any poignant sor-
| row, but parents who have seen the de-
struction among strangers of those
| who were considered promising
| youths can not help feeling that
this step is full of momentous impor-
| lance. Before the youth left home all
his conduct was under affectionate
guardianship. Outbursts of folly, care
lesness and improperly of manner and
looseness of speech were kindly re-
proved, and although the restraint
seemed sometimes to severe, yet hours
of sober reflection have convinced him
that it was salutary and righteous
But, behold, how the scene changes.
The father, through the interceding of
metropolitan friends, has secured the
son a place in some bank or of
fee. Schoolmates on the night
before his departure come to take
their farewell of the young adj
venturer. That morning he takes
a last walk around the old place,
and going past some lovespot, a sly
tear may start, but no one sees it. The
trunk is on the carriage, and after a
warm good-by, away they speed over
i the hills. Set down amid excitements
and among companions not over
scrupulous as to their words or deeds,
| temptations troop around the stranger.
| The morning comes, but no family
altar, and the Sabbath, but no real
quiet, and perhaps at the sanctuary
the faces are all strange and no one
cares whether he goes to church or
whether he does not go. Long win
ter evenings arrive, and how shall
they be spent? On his way home from
| his place of business he saw flaming
placards announcing rare performances,
and that this was positively the last
| night. At the door of his cherries
clearinghouse no one greets him, and
the evening meal is insipid, for no one
cares whether he eats or does not eat.
The room in the third story that
evening seems doleful and repel-
| ling. A book snatched up from
the stand proves to be dull, for
no sister is there to look over with
him. In despair he rushes out reckless
as to where he goes if only he can see
something that will make him stop
thinking. That night may be the turn
| ing point in his history Once within
the fatal circle of sin and the soul has
no power to repel it. On that dark sea
he is launched, where the CLEAN of JOY
is only the flash of the pit and the roar
of laughter is only the breaking of the
gates of the lost.
In many a country churchyard is now
the grave of some youthful spirit that
went away 1.-THE and bounding, but
came home diseased and crushed and
blasted to disgrace the sepulcher of his
fathers. Yet this exodus must be made.
AS from far distant hills rivers find
their way through tunnels to great
cities so from far distant points of
the country it is necessary that
stream of interrupted population shall
pour into our great thoroughfares to
keep them pure and manage the traffic
of the world. Multitudes of such are
constantly making their departure from
home. Tomorrow morning all of the
thoroughfares leading toward the great
cities of our land, on steamboat and rail
car, there will be young adventures
for the first speeding away from their
homes in order to try their fortune
in town. The Lord stretch forth
His arm for the deliverance of these
51,~-,, 20 yVbar