The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1892-05-13

manner and looseness of speech were
kindly reproved, and although the 70.
straint seemed sometimes too severe,
yet hours of sober reflection have con.
WINGED 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 place in some bank or store or Of.
flee, Schoolmates ON the night before
his departure come TO take their fare
well of the young adventurer, That
morning he takes last walk around
the old place, and going past some loved
spot sly tear may start, but no one
sees it, The trunk is ON the carriage,
and after warm goodby away they
speed over the hills, Set down amid ex-
elements and among companions not
overscrupulous 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 winter 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 boarding house no one
greets him, and the evening meal is in
sipid, for no one cares whether he eats
or does not eat. The room in the third
story that evening seems doleful and
repelling. 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 sones
thing that will make him stop thinking.
That night may be the turning point in
his history. Once within the fatal circle
of sin and the soul has no power to re-
pei 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 creaking Of the gates of the
lost.
SAD WRECKS OF WICKED YOUTH.
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 a stream of interrupted
population shall pour into our great
thoroughfares to keep them pure and
manage the traffic of the world. Multi
tudes of such are constantly making
their departure from home.
Tomorrow morning all of the thor
oughfares leading toward the great
cities of our land, on steamboat and ra.
car, there will be young adventures for
the first speeding away from their
home IN order to try their fortune in
town. The Lord stretch forth his arm
for the deliverance of these Daniels
away down in Babylon. Wherever
your lot may be cast-in far inland
town or IN some great seaport-maln-
tain in your absence the same principles
Of morals and religion which may have
been instilled by parental solicitude.
And while you may feel in your heart
and life the advantages of early religious
culture, forget not those to whom you
are chiefly indebted and pray that as
age comes upon them and the night of
death begins to fall on their pathway
the hope of heaven may beam through
the darkness, lustrous and steady as the
evening star. The Lord forbid that by
our conduct we should ever bring dis
grace on fathers name or prove recre-
ant to the love of a mother. The poet
did not exaggerate when he exclaimed:
How sharper than a serpents tooth, it Is,
To have a thankless child.