The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1895-12-26

is w,fid equal to II, except Il be
heaven. You carnot expect your chill
dren TO stay in the house these long
winter evenings to hear you denounce
this sta '-llghted, sun-warmed, shower
bapiizec. nower-strewn, angel-watohed
God-inhabited planet.
OH make your home bright. Bring
In the violin or the picture. Il does not
require a great salary or a big house, or
chased silver. or gorgeous upholstery to
make nome happy. All that is wanted
Is fathers heart. a mothers heart, Ia
sympathy with the young folks. have
known a man with seven hundred dol
lars salary. and he had no other in
come. but he had a home 30 bright and
happy. that, though the sons have gone
out ard won large fortunes, and the
daughters have gone out Into splendid
spheres. and become princesses Of so
elety. they can never think Of that early
home without tears Of emotion. II was
to them the yestlbule OF heaven. and all
their mansions now. and oil their pal
aces now. cannot make them forget that
early place Make your homes happy,
Alas! that old people so much misuR-
derstand young folksl There was a
great Sunday-school anniversary. and
there were thousands OF children pres
ent; indeed. all the Sunday-schOols oi
the town were In the building. and II
was very uproarious and full OF disturb
anoe. and the presiding officer on the
occasion came forward. and In very
loud tone shouted. "Snencev and the
more noise the presiding officer made,
the more noise the children made. Some
one else rose on the platform and came
forward. and with more stentorlan
voice shouted. silence and the up
roar rose to greater height, and Il did
seem as II there would be almost a riot
and the police have to be called IN.
when old Doctor Beaman. his hair
white as the driven snow. said: Let
me try my hand" so he came forward
with a slow step to the front Of the plat
form, and when the children saw the
venerable man and the white hair. they
thought they would hush up that in
slant. and hear what the old man had
TO say. He said: Boys. want TO
make a bargain with YOU II you will
be still now. while I speak. when You
get TO be as Old as am will be as still
as a mouse" There was not another
whisper that afternoon. lie was AZ
much a boy as any OF them. oh. In
these approaching holidays, let MS turn
back our natures 10 what they were
years ago. and be boys again and girls
again, and make OH our homes happy.
Oh. what a beautiful thing It is TO
see a young man standing up amid
these temptations Of city life incorrupi
while hundreds are falling. will tell
your history. You will move In re-
spectacle circles all your days, and
some day friend OF your father will
meet you and say: Good morning
glad 10 see you. You seem 10 be pros
pering' you look like your father for all
the world; thought you would turn out
we'll when ! used to hold you on my
knee: II you ever want any help OF
any advice, como TO me; as long as ]
remember your father I'll remember
on. Good morning" That will be the
history OF hundreds OF these young
men. How do know Il? know u by
the way you start. But here's young
man who takes the opposite route
voices Of sin charm him away. He
reads bad books. mingles In bad society.
The glow has gone from his cheek and
the sparkle from his eye. and the purity
from his soul. Down he goes. little by
little. The people who saw him when
he came 10 town while yet lowered over
his head the blessing OF a poor mothers
/ prayer and there was on his lips the
dew Of pure sisters kiss. now. as they
see him pass. cry: What an awful
wreck" Cheek bruised In grogshor
fight Eys bleared with dissipation
Lip swollen with lnGulgenees. BE care.
ful what you say to him: for a tTlle he
would take your life. Lower down. low.
er down. until. outcast Of God and man
he lies In the asylum. blo,ch OF loath.
somencss and pain. One moment he
calls for God and then he calls for rum
He prays. he curses. he laughs as q
dend laughs. then bites his nails into
the quick. then puts his hands through
the hair hanging around his head like
the name OF a Wild beast. then shiyeu
until the cot shakes. with unutierabie
terror then with his hsts fights back
the devils. or clutches for serpenis that
seem 10 wind around him their awful
| folds. then asks for water which Is In.
I stantly consumed on his cracked lips
Some morning the surgeon going his
rounds will and him dead DO not try
TO cont out or brush back the matted
locks. Stralghten out the limbs. wrap
him In sheet. put him In a box. and
let two men carry him down 10 the
wagon at the door. With a piece Of
chalk write on top OF the box the name
Of the destroyer and the destroyed
Who Is Il? Il Is you. oh man. u. yield.
/ ing to the temptations OF a disslpated
life. you 20 out and perish. There Ia .
way that seemeih bright and fair and
beautiful to a man. but the end thereof
Is death Employ these long nights OF
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