Mexico weekly ledger. (Mexico, Mo.) 1855-1956, 1892-06-23
THE WAGES OF SIN.
We Ali Have q Mission to Perform
and the "Wages or Sin Is Death,
Half OF the Worlds Multitude
fare In Living Heil.''
Add. L. Lang,lon In Quincy Reyiev

Every HlaH mas mission on this
earth. He was created for some
purpose, Notwithstanding the diff
ficulty we find in accounting for the
existence of some of the people who
iinhabit the earth. No matter how
exalted, how humble, how rich,
how poor, each and every man who
trots over this globe was brought
into this world for a purpose-he
has mission to perform in some
way or another.
| There are but two. ways for man
and womankind to get through this
life. The right and the wrong way,
and both are wide open before us
all. We can choose either; no one
controls our choice; we are free to
do as we please, and go it is that
some of us go in the right direction
and some go wrong. If those who
follow the wrong path had only to
suffer themselves it would not be so
bad, but unfortunately they drag
the straight and the pure and the
innocent always with them. The
crooked father and mother produce
crooked children and they in turn
follow the crooked path of their pa
rents. Vileness and corruption is
in the blood and it descends to the
"third and fourth generations" Dis
| honored homes exist all oyer the
world, and if you but take the time
and trouble to investigate, you will
| find the bad blood coursing through
the veins of the husband or wife to
have been the cause of it all.
| Sitting around on the counters OF
our corner groceries and in the num-
berless bar-rooms of this land, you
may find this day an ary of men
who lounge there because of homes
that are unhappy. You will find
that thousands of wives who think
more of fine clothes than they do of
their children and their domestic
relations and a long indulgence in
their desires disrupts their homes.
RFolly and remorse go hand in
hand, and the conscience is dead.
Men and women who violate their
marriage Vows are too tough, too
hardened to indulge in remorse and
they live ON and on, but justice will
overtake them at last and they will
find that the wages of sin is death.
! For a brief while men and women
may indulge in the bliss of forbidden
fruit, but day of settlement is COM
ling and those who cannot show
their life accounts to be straight,
will suffer.
| Crooked people of both sexes
may think themselves cunning
very cute, but the evil doer is sure
to leave some convicting evidence
behind-some little thing overlook
ed that betrays and convicts. No
one who is wrong-who goes wrong,
can entirely cover up his or her
tracks, no matter how sharp they
may be, for, as sure as you are born,
the wages of sin is death.
Domestic tragedies are occurring
every day in this fair land of ours,
and across the big waters. Scandal
has crept into the homes of the
wealthy and the aristocratic; duels
have been fought; drunkards made,
by the violation of domestic trusts
and condolences: murders and sui
cides are common results ofintrigues
and they are occurring every hour
in the day, but all the same you
will find, if you watch closely, that
while domestic deception and fraud
may flourish and succeed for a time,
the end will he disaster and dis
grace.
The human being does not live
who can foresce the actual future !;
the imagination paints picture,
| but the real is something very diff
Iferent. We all make mistakes and
half our natural lives are spent re-
gretting the past. Half of the world Is
multitude are in a living hell, and
their only peace and pleasure in the
pleasant memories that cling about
the past and strange as il may ap-
lpear, our thoughts penetrate the
green mounds in our cemeteries to
find moments joy, refecting ovel
la past that all others except our
selves have forgotten-a past that
was pregnant with hope, with en-
couragement, with happiness. But
when the string broke and the
weight fell it shut out our cheerful
dreams and the future furnished
fuel to feed the flames that blaze il
1.-THE realms of distrust and despair
and it plunges us deeper into thu
whirlpool of which we preach--ths
wages of sin.
A Narrow Escape.
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