Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1894-07-18


Men are thinking, and thinking hard.
Necessities make men think, and our
distressing necessities are making us
all wonderfully akin. This year the
prohibition party ought to 20 forward
to victory -California Voice.
HOW BABY WENT HOME.
The door of Henning's saloon was
pushed open by a little hand, and a
child ran in looking eagerly about.
Papa, papal Where's my papa?" she
cried.
A nan standing at the counter with
a glass raised half way to his lips
started at the sound of the plaintive
voice, and set down the untasted beer.
What do you want, Bessie?" he
asked.
"Oh, papa, come home!" she ex-
claimed; baby dying"
"Baby's dyingl' he repeated me-
chanically, snatching up his hat, and
taking the hand of the trembling child,
they left the saloon together.
Down the street they went, the father
and the child, he with barred head and
lips trembling with emotion, she cling
ing to his hand, and sobbing out her
grief in a helpless, hopeless manner.
They stopped at a tenement house
and assembled the stairs till they reach
ed the fourth story, where they paused
Mt room No. SO. On a wretched bed,
covered by a ragged quilt, lay the tiny
form of baby" SO still, so white, so
pure, in the midst of the surrounding
dirt and distress.
One glance and a loud, agonized
groan burst from the fathers lips.
MY God! is our little darling to leave
usp"
"Oh, George!" sobbed his wife,
creeping to his side and laying her
hand timidly on his shoulder. ''She
called for papa right up to a few
minutes ago. Our little baby will soon
be with the angels"
Reverently the husband and wife
knelt beside the little form. The father
took one tiny white hand in his large
brown one. The mother took the
other little hand, and covered it with
tears and kisses.
GEORGE" sobbed the mother, God
is going to take our darling. Don't
you think that-to be-the parents-of
a baby %angel-that we ought-to be
goodp"
Yes, Mary, I do, and from this time
on intend to be a different man."
Amen" exclaimed Mary.
The baby stirred just then and
smiled into the faces of her parents.
"All right, papa" she murmured
then closed her eyes forever. BABY
fulfilled her mission. Helen Somer-
vile, in Rams Horn.
TO CURE TOBACCO HABIT.
From time to time l have noticed in.
quiries in the Golden Rule as to how
to overcome the tobacco habit, The
remedy that l will prescribe is infalli-
BILE, and costs nothing but self sur
render.
was an immoderate user of tobacco
for more than thirty years, and had
made many efforts to quit by means of
30 called antidotes, will power, etc,
but without avail until finally l re-
allied that Paul had struck the kew
note to all success when he said, 81
can do all things through Christ which
strengtheneth me-" That little word
"all," how comprehensive, although
small!
The remedy is very simple; viz,
prayer for help. Going to my room, l
told the Lord that I was a captive to a
sinful and filthy habit; that l had no
power of myself to break the chain;
that l was very anxious to be free
from a habit that was defiling my
body, which should be a temple of the
Holy Ghost. l asked him to take
away the terrible appetite; but, if he
saw fit to test me by not taking away
the craving, then to give me the
strength and grace to resist, that l
might finally overcome.
Thanks be to his name forever, the
appetite was instantly and completely
taken away, and has never returned.
Twenty two months have passed. since
ne so marvellously manifested his
power to save from evil habits. How
true 1t is that Jesus saves from all sin
If we will let himl
Ii any Endeavorer is unclaimed by
this filthy habit, l beseech him 10 trv
the only remedy that will never fail.
We should trust Jesus to make us
every whit clean. If we have clean
hearts and right spirits within US,
these useless and filthy habits will
never obtain Judgment in us.-Pass-
dena, Cal.
In Grecian mythology it is related
that a certain man for some offense
was sentenced to twist a rope of hay.
A donkey standing behind him ate the
rope as fast as it was twisted, and so
his task was never completed. The
Galesburg Mail suggests that perhaps
a counterpart of this story may be
found in American mythology, when
it is related how the people spent mil
lions of money in the support of