The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1893-02-13

she hears him call his sister names for
forgetting q commission, or slap his little
brother for eating up his cough drops.
She says that she would rather hear a
good, honest cowboy swear than hear
hypocrite pray, and / don't know but
what the Lord and l are with her. Prayer
without works is like potatoes without
ire to put under the pot-poor eating.
One OF the things we shrink from most
IN young man is the tendency to double
meanings and evil constructions. In fact,
the nice girl tells me that she sympa-
thizes thoroughly with the Boston woman
who was reproving her little son for
certain action.
Why, is it wicked, mammal" asked
the little fellow, really and truly
wicked?"
Far worse, my DEAR" replied the
mother; lit is vulgar!'
There are crimes against the code that
outweigh profanity. a thoroughly angry
man may be forgiven, perhaps, If he
flames out an oath now and then as the
torn cloud of tempest emits a lightning
glare. But what excuse is there for
SHINY, slow-moving, repulsive obscen-
lty? Smutty stories, l amStold, are al
most inseparable from stag parties, or
any convocation of men of the world. |
don't believe it, but il it be true, then l
~
young men l know than ever. The
young man who shrinks from the smirch
of an evil story as delicately as girl
might, lives in the world and l know
him. God bless him, / say, and keep
him pure in heart and clean-tongued.
When he gets to be so much OF a man
about town as to forget the lesson OF
purity taught him by the mother who
has left him and gone TO renew her
friendship with the angels, want to see
him dead and lying beside her handful of
dust out in Rosehill. a man needn't be
a prig to keep his purity any more than
! pitcher must go empty because there is
| impure water in the world.
Absolutely, perfectly, soundly pure
must be the young man who comes
accounting me-" says the nice girl, and
she has it about right. A nature without
purity is like an octave with a broken
chord.
THE SOCIETY YOUNG MAN.
We also love young man who finds
something better to do in life than to don
dress suit and dance to the sound of
stringed instruments. An occasional
dancer is all right, says the nice girl, but
an inveterate heel-and-toe tripper, regu-
| lar master of the terpsechorean art has no
charm for me. l would much prefer TO
see a young man propelling loaded
| wheelbarrow up a sandy hill, or saving
| Tough pine ldSOlS lOI LIS IIlDlltl illO, Vi
handling grip car! Work, however
mental, develops muscle and character
alike, but dress coats and too much dan
cling develop dudes.
Having said so much about the young
man we love, let us say word about the
particular type we especially despise.
! Not the tough, who makes life miserable
for decent folks who ride i'll street cars
with his constant expectoration of to-
bacco and his disregard of the pleasant
amenities of life-we do not waste regard
of either kind upon such as he. Why
should we? He belongs to the four-footed
species, and it was only an oversight that
launched him on life as biped.
Nor is it the man who, by virtue of a
little authority, treats me as though was
rubbish and ought to be swept up on a
bright little dustpan and cast to the four
winds. / hold him in contempt as would
a Chinese god in time of trouble and the
need of deliverance.
Not the sensual brute, who looks upon
all womankind as prey, and whose soul
is as badly decomposed as last years
pumpkin simply abominate such as
do snakes.
Nor is it the hypocritical fellow who
distributes tracts with one hand, while
the fingers of the other tighten about
some poor creditors throat. l loathe him
as do cats.
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positively hate, and against whom as q
type | would warn young women, as the
board of health officers warn the public
against infection with scarlet fever card
is the domestic tyrant. The man who is
bully in his own family. The man who
is a hero at home and coward among
bigger men than he. When he was boy
he loved to torture kittens, trap rabbits
and tease birds by breaking up theil
nests and cracking their eggs. But {
yearling calf or setting hen would always
make him run. Now he is man, ht
swears at his wife and nags her life away
He sends the cold chills down the chill
dren's spines whenever his steps draw
Nigh and is as pompous and big feeling
among the women folks and the Lelples:
boys and girls as a fussy old turkey COB
bier with his hens. Fun can no more
thrive where he is than pansies can LIVE
in coal gas. He is civil to the black mar
who gives him his dinner, to the boy
provided he is full-sized) who blacks hi
boots, and to whoever is richer anC
stronger than he, but politeness for hi!
| wife was laid away with his wedding gar
ments, and he curses his daughters anC
sons for every tritiing misdemeanor in
way that would rouse a newsboy Il
thrash him if he spoke to the lad will
equal insolence.
Yes, my dear, thoroughly like men
and as rule L find them large-mindeC
and fair-dealing. With good mother t,
: start him man is masterwork, but Their
. is one mold of the sex that should b
broken, and that is the type just pre-
scented. a mean woman is mean enough
a but the domestic man-tyrant is wors
: than anything else of flesh, fish or fow
! that Nature lets live.-Amber, in Chicag
. Herald.