The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-11-01

more-perhaps you will lose all. Gam
bling blasts 4 man OF II biasta his
children. Generally both and all.
What spectacle when at Saratoga,
Or at Long branch; OF at Brighton
beach, or at Sheepshead Bay, the
horses start, and in fash fifty thou-
sand dollars or one hundred thousand
dollars change hands! Multitudes
ruined by losing the bet, Others worse
rnined by gaining the beti for if a than
lose in a bet at a horse race, he may be
discouraged and quit. but if he lzin the
bet he is very apt to go straight on to
hell
An intimate friend, journalist, who
in the line of his profession investi-
gated this evil, tells me that there are
three different kinds of betting at
horse races, and they are about equally
leprous; by auction pools" by French
mutuals," by what is called "bo3kmak-
ing"-all gambling, all bad, all rotten
with iniquity. There is one word that
needs to be written on the brow of every
pool seller as he sits deducting his
three or Ave per cent, and slyly ring
ing up" more tickets than were sold on
the winning horse-a word to be writ
ten also on the brow of every book
keeper who at extra inducement
scratches horse off of the race, and
on the brow of every jockey who
slackens pace that, according to
agreement, another may win. and
written over every judges stand,
and written on every board of
the surrounding fences. That
word is. 'swindlel" Yet thousands
bet. Lawyers bet. judges of courts
bet. Members of the legislature bet.
Members OF congress bet. Professors
of religion bet. Teachers and super
told. bet. Ladies bet, not directly, but
through agents. Yesterday, and
every day they bet, they gain, they
lose, and this summer, while
the parasols swing and the
hands clap and the huzzas deafen,
there will be a multitude of people
cajoled, and deceived, and cheated,
who will at the races go neck aud
neck, neck and neck to perdition. Cul-
tivate the horse, by all means, drive
him as fast as you desire, provided
you do not injure him or endanger
yourself or others; but be careful and
do not harness the horse to the chariot
of sin. Do not throw your jewels of
mortality under the flying hoof. Do
not under the pretext of improving
the horse destroy a man. Do not
have your name put down in the
evcr-increasing catalogue of those
who are ruined for both worlds by the
-
course. They say that an honest race
course is a straight" track, and that
a dishonest race course is a crooked"
track-that is the parlance abroad;
but tell you that every race track,
surrounded by betting men and betting
women, and betting customs, is a
straight track-I mean straight
down! Christ asked in one of His Cos
pels. SIS not a man better than a
sheep?" / say, yes, and he is better
than all the steeds that with lathered
| fianlxs ever shot around the ring at a
race course That is a very poor job
by which man, in order to get horse
to come out a full length ahead of
some other racer, SO lanes his own
morals that he comes out whole
| length behind in the race set before
! him.
Do you not realize the fact that there
is a mighty effort en- all sides to-day
| to get money without earning it?
That is the curse of all the cities; it is
| the curse of America-the effort to get
money without earning it, and as
other forms of stealing are not respec-
table, they go into these gambling
| practices. / preach this sermon on
square, oldfashioned honesty. have
said nothing against the horse; I have
| said nothing against the turf. / have
said everything against their prostitu-
| tion. Young men, you go into straight
| forward industries and you will have
! better live hood, and you will have
/ larger permanent success than you
can ever get by wager; but you get
in with some of the whisky, rum
blotched crew which see going down
on the boulevards, though l never bet,
/ will risk this wager, five million to
nothing, you will be debauched and
! damned. Cultivate the horse, own
him if you can afford to own him,
test all the speed he has, if he have
any speed in him; but be careful
| which way you drive. You can not all
ways tell what direction a man
is driving in by the way his
horses head. In my boyhood we
rode three miles every Sabbath morn
| ing to the country church. We were
! drawn by two fine horses. My father
drove He knew them, and they knew
/ him. They were friends. Sometimes
they loved to go rapidly, and he did
not interfere with their happiness.
| He had all of us in the wagon
with him. He drove TO the coun-
| try church. The fact is that
for eighty-two years he drove in
the same direction. The roam span
that I speak of was long ago un-
| hitched, and the driver put up his
whip in the wagon house, never agaiIi
to take it down; but in those good OLD
times l learned something that / never
forgot: that a man may admire horse
and love a horse, and be proud of a
horse, and not always be willing to
take the dust of the preceding vehicle.
and yet be a Christian, an earnest
| Christian, an humble Christian, con
secrated Christian, useful until the
last, so that at his death the church OF
God cries out as Elisha exclaimed when
Elijah went up with galloping horses
of fire: My Father. my Father, the
chariots of Israel and the horsemeD
thereof
The chapters of the brotherhood
of st. Andrew, ia Philadelphia and
! Boston, have undertaken the estab.
lishment of boarding homes for young
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