Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1893-04-13
TEMPERANCE COLUMN
EDITED BY JONESBORO w. C. IT.

"This life is a fight that has got to be ft,
Tn best thing you can do is to stan up an
get hit"
Sam Jones says: SIN the town where
| was pastor some 10 years ago there
was an old iniidel about so years OF
age. He met me on the street one day
and said to to me: Mr.. Jones, there is
n verse in the book you call the Bible
that | believe is true, and you can tell
any n who doubts it, and that is,
THE way of the transgressor is hard. y
| have found that out after living 80
years. 1t is easier to do right than
wrong. 1t is easier to tell the truth
than to tell a lie, for if you tell a lie
you have got to go back every few days
to look after it. But when you tell the
truth you are done with it. Therefore
| would rather do right than wrong
A POWERFUL ILLUSTRATION.
II remember a famous Chicago
preacher in one of his lectures tells of
his travels through a leper village,
where all kinds of horrible sights met
his view, where men and women had
bodies from which the arms had drop
ped, whose fingers had fallen from the
hands, teeth from the gnms, and as he
was contemplating this hideous spec
tacle he saw a nor revolving looking
object than he had ever seer before.
A woman who had only stubs of arms
in which she held a little blue eyed
baby girl.
- Who is this child?' he asked.
ut is the woman's who is carrying
it, replied the guide. 'Lepers are al
lowed to marry
"'And will this child be like its
mother?' asked the reverend gentle
man.
YES he replied; before its fif-
tenth year its fingers will drop off,
MORAL LEPERs.
Now such horrible sights may be
seen on our streets today. 1t was only
the other day that while | was walking
down the street, l saw a little bright
eyed boy leading by the hand his
drunken father.
"Who is that boy?' l asked.
"'oh, he is the old man's SON.
"'And will he be like his father?'
"'Of course he will. He already
drinks the sugar from his fathers
cup
IF whisky run ankle deep in Mem
phis and every front door had a dip
per tied to it, you couldn't get drunk
any quicker than you can in Memphis
now. Here are the gambling hells and
shameless dives drawing your limo.
cent boys into their whirlpool of de-
struction, and you stand up and say,
You must not drive the gamblers out
of town or we won't have any revenue.
You sell your business and your boys
for dollars and cents to help pay your
taxes. When I can't pay my taxes
without endangering my boys and
breaking their mothers heart, I'll deed
everything l have to the orphan asylum
have been supporting for ten years.
You deacons and stewards come to
church and every time your foot press
es the pavement or the side walk it is
sinking a human soul into hell, and
that, too, of your boy.
Its necessary to the growth of the
city," quoted the speaker, ''given over
to idolatry." The punch bowl, wine
suppers, euchre parties and round dan
ces would spoil the finest boy on earth
in a little time, the mother setting out
her wine and the boys bibbing of it,
and your old husband whose nose is
%blossoming for a drunkard's grave.
He's a church member, too"
Parents, he said, urged that if their
daughters did not go into society they
would not get married and would live
to be old maids. He thought it far
preferable to be an old maid than to
be married to a drunken husband.
PITY FOR MIR. CLEVELAND.
/ pity Mr.. Cleveland and his cabinet