Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1892-01-18

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went to the dogsT" oh. no. says
the sexton. "he is up there IN the
elders seat. He is one Of our best
and most important members. You
ought to hear him pray and sing.
He Is not Joe any longer; ho il
Elder Webster We'll. where is
the daughter Maryl | suppose
she IL the same thougbtless butterfly
she used to beT' "Oh. moi says the
sexton, ''she is the president Of our
missionary society and the directress
in the orphan asylum, and when she
goes down the street all the raga
mullins take hold of her dress and
cry. Auntie. when are you going 70
bring us some more books and shoes
and thingsT And when in times Of
revival there is some hard case back
IN a church pew that no one else can
touch. she goes where he IL. and in
minute she has him a-crying. and
tile first thing we know she il
fetching the hardened man up to
the front to be prayed for. and
giys. Here is brother who wants
10 find the way into the king
dom of God. And II nobody seems
ready TO pray she kneels down in the
aisle beside him and says. o Lord !
with pathos and a power and a
triumph that seem instantly to eInan
ciiate the hardened sinner oh. no,
you must not call her thoughtless
butterfly in our presence. You see
we would not stand it," The fact il
that the son and daughter of that
family did not promise much at the
start. but they are now an Echo, a
glorious Echo. prolonged Echo Of
parental teaching and example.
PLANTING FOR TIME AND ETERNITY.
A Vermont mother, AZ her boy was
about to start for life on the sea
said Edward. have never seen the
ocean. hut | understand the great
temptation IL strong drink. Promise
me you will never touch it. Many
years after that, telling Of this in a
meeting Edward said 81 gave that
promise to mother. and have been
around the world and at Calcutta
the ports of the Mediterranean, San
Francisco. Cape of Good Hope and
north and south poles, and never
saw glass Of liquor in all those years
that my mothers form did not ap.
pear before me, and | do not know
how liquor tastes. / never have
tasted it and all because of the prom
ise made to my mother.
This was the result of that conver.
sati0n at the gate of the Vermont
farmhouse. The statuaIy Of Thor
waldsen was sent from Italy to Ger
many, and the straw in which the
statues had been packed was thrown
upon the ground. The next spring
beautiful Italian flowers sprang up
where this straw had been cast, for
In it had been some Of tho seeds Of
italian flowers, and whether con.
scious of it or not we are all the time
planting for ourselves and planting
for others roses or thorns You
thought 1t only straw, yet among 1t
were anemones.
But here IL slipshod home. The
parents are a goddess pair. They let
their children do as they please No
example fit to follow No lessons of
morality or religion. Sunday no bet
ter than any other day. The Bible
no better than any other book The
house in n sort of inn where the older
and younger people Of the household
stop for awhile. The theory acted
ON, though perhaps not announced,
Isl THE children will have TO do as
did and take their chances. Life is
a lottery anyhow, and some draw
prizes and some draw blanks and we
will trust to luck.
Skip twenty years and come back
10 the neighborhood where that fam.
ily used TO live. You meet on the
street or on the road an old inhabi.
tant OF that neighborhood, and you
say, Can you tell me anything about
the Petersons who used 10 live hereT
"Yes, says the old inhabitant, II no
member them very well, The father
and mother have been dead for
years, We'll. how about the chill
drcni What has become Of themf
The old inhahitant replies; They
turned out badly. You know the
old man was about half an infidel and
the boys were all tnfidels. The old
est son married. but got into drinking
habits, and in n few years his wife
was not able to live with him any
longer and his children were taken
by relatives, and he died of delirium
tremens on Blackwell's island, His
other son forged the name OF his en'
ployer and tled to Canada One OF
the daughters of tho old folks mar
fied an mehliate with the idea OF re-
forming him, and you know how
that always ends in tho ruin OF both
the eXperimenter and the one ex'
perimented with, The other daugh-
ter disappeared mysteriously and
has not be0n heard OF. TheIN WIS a
young woman picked out of the
Eslst river and put In the morguo,
and slme thought Il was her but
cannot say" Is Il poSsiblot" you
cry out. Yes II IL possible, The
family il a complete wreck, My
hearers thar is just what might have
been expected. Al this ia only the
Echo. the dismal Echo. the awful
Echo. tho dreadful Echo of parental
obliquity aud unfaithhiuess. The
old folks healed up n mountain OF