The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-09-30
1RAMPIFD OVER.

II is the consequence Of going with
crowds. OF dealing with crowds. Of sub
hitting to crowds and OF asking favors
Of crowds TO be trampled over. There's
no avoiding It, your clothes must take
set from the crowd: you must look with
their eyes, go their way keep time with
them, or you Will be rubbed into shape.
squeezed into fitting. or trampled over,
knocked down. and dragged out
thing that has been trampled over.
of course. has lost its identity From
garment II has become filthy rags, from
II perfect article It has become almost
worthless material. shoddywaste and
rubbish. The advance of the multitude
is depicted by the prophet; Before IL
was as the garden Of Eden, behind is as
- deso1ate wilderness. Such was the pic
ture i'm Faust of Margaret I'm her limo"
cence. and Margaret. the ruin of the
world the flesh and the devil.
But a long way short Of dire disaster
und all along through life, we see the
miserable effects Of the trampling Of
the crowd. The child nature is the Gar
den of Eden the Natered garden, whose
waters fan not: good ground. receptive.
warm. kindly, fertile. replete with rich
elements, free and ready to take and
cherish seed and give good returns
breaking up and swelling with its Heaven
bestowed richness the bounty OF the
skies. the showers and sunshine. But
presently the crowd has broken In upon
this beautiful close; its hedges and de-
fences are Frustrated: its springs are
all smothered or poisoned, or dried up.
It's surgace all beaten into hardness. that
bears only summer grass. without weight
substance or nourishment; Il heath, a
desert. a waste. Every mind and heart
mas more or less of this experience. And
the battle Of life. the siege of the Town
OF MAN Soul" has a place in every his
tory: IL taken It is TO b g sacked
The indifference and idleness with which
the profane crowd sell their own souls
and the souls of their children 10 the
devil, is one Of the wonders OF life. They
don't call il selling into slavery. though
it Is nothing else. One must see the
world: and. in doing so. F, put on the
worlds livery. adopt the worlds ways,
and speak the worlds language; be thor
oug1lly Gy-bown by its gay and glitter
ing feet Of it's crowds. and contemplated
by the general glare. And what ter
rifle trampling down and induration is
accomplished. Affections for father and
mother. brothers and sisters, are tram
pied down: kind and tender feelings
towards old and young are cut down.
dried up and withered. sympathtes are
beat out of existence. the very substance
OF the soul. native religion and conf
dence In God. and love OF goodness, The
blest spirit of Heaven Is all destroyed;
and avariee, ambition and common sell
fishness possess the whole being. And the
now man of the world is as great Baby
lon when its glory has departed: a joy
Of wild asses. home OF owls and satyrS
and dolefui creatures, humanity yielded
TO brutishness. And yet how many
fathers and mothers wish 10 have their
children tried~and tutored In the world.
10 know the world" to submit them
heart, soul and body TO its rough and
barbarous uses. 10 be deiowered and
trampled by the heartless throng, iii
their reason Is bewildered. their feelings
are benumbed and all their sensibiities
like the disilgured and horny hands and
feet OF tile commonest labourers, Some
call this mad business, the sowing Of
wild oats: others taking a mud-bath. They
tell us. Boys must be boys" and the
young must enjoy life. And yet boys
need not be pigs or rowdies, little dogs.
1t is no freedom to throw of the re-
straints OF decent life. And no man Is the
better for the stain and pollution of vice.
the degradation of crime, or the distor-
ton OF irreligion.
faciiis descensus Averni.
Sed de hinc revertere ad auras.
He labor, hoe opus est.
II Is easier for q hog to return from her
waiiowing In the mire than for a denied
soul TO cleanse itself. Graduated lowness
knows and keeps It's place.
2ew the nature, oil trsmpled over, the