Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1895-12-13

Of emotion. 1t was to them the vesti-
bule of heaven, and all their mansions
now and all their palaces now cannot
make them forget that early place.
Make your homes happy. You go around
your house growing about your rheu-
matisr' aud acting the lugubrious, and
your sons will go into the world and
plunge into dissipation. They will have
their own rheumatisms after awhile.
Do not forestall their misfortunes. You
were young once, and you had your
bright and Joyous times. Now let the
young folks have good time. l stood
in front Of house, and l said to the
owner Of the house, "This is splendid
tree. " He said in whining tone, eyes,
but it will fade" walked around in
his garden and said, "This is a glorious
garden you have" YES" he said,
"but It will perish" Then he said 10
my little child, whom 1 was leading
along, "Come and kiss me-" The child
protested and turned away. He said,
"Oh, the perversity Of human nature"
Who would want to kiss him? l was not
surprised to find out that his only son
had become vagabond. You may groan
people out Of decency, but you can never
groan them into 1t, and declare in the
presence Of these men and women Of
common sense that it is most impor-
tant thing for you to make your homes
bright if you want your sons and daugh-
ters to turn out we'll.
The Young and the Old.
Alas, that old people so much misun-
derstand young folks There was great
Sunday school anniversary, and there
were thousands Of children present-in-
deed all the Sunday schools Of the town
were in the building, and 1t was very
uproarious and full Of disturbance, and
the presiding officer on the occasion
came forward and in very loud tone
shouted, "Silence !" and the more noise
the presiding Office made, the more
noise the children made. Some one else
rose on the platform and came forward
and with more stentorian voice shouted,
"Silence :" and the uproar rose to great
er height, and it did seem as if there
would be almost q riot and the police
have to be called in, when old Dr. Bea-
man, 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 platform, and when the
children saw the venerable man and the
white hair, they thought they would
hush up that instant and hear what tho
old man had to say. He said: Boys, l
want to make a bargain with you. II
you will be still now, while speak,
when you get to be as old as l am Will
be as still as a mouse" There was not
another whisper that afternoon. He was
as much q boy as any Of them. Oh, in
these approaching holidays, let US turn
back our natures to what they were
years ago and be boys again and girls
again and make all our homes happy.
God will hold you responsible for the
influence You now exert, and 1t VIII be
very bright and very pleasant II some
winter night, when we are sleeping un-
der the blankets Of SNOW, our children
shall ride along in the merry party and
hushing a moment into solemnity, look
off and say, There sleep the best father
and mother that ever made happy new
year." Arm yourself against these
temptations Of December, January and
February. Temptation will come to you
in the form Of an angel Of light.
know that the poets represent satan
as horned and hoofed. If | were poet
and 1 were going to picture satan,
would represent him as human being,
with manners polished to the last perfec-
tion, hair falling in graceful ringlets,
eve a little bloodshot, but floating in
bewitching languor, hand soft and dia-
monded, foot exquisitely shaped, voice
mellow as a flute, breath perfumed as
though nothing had ever touched the
lips but balm of a thousand flowers,
conversation facile, carefully toned and
Frenchy. But I would have the heart
incased with the scales Of monster and
have it stuffed with all pride and beast
illness Of desire ard hypocrisy and death,
and then l would have it touched with
the rod of disenchantment until the eyes
became the cold orbs Of the adder, and
to the lip should come the foam OF rag
ing intoxication, and to the foot the
spring Of the panther, and to the soft
hand the change that would make it the
clammy hand Of the wasted skeleton,
and then would suddenly have the
heart break out in unqusnchsble flames
and the affected lisp Of the tongue be-
come the hiss Of the worm that never
dies. But until disenchanted, ringleted
and diamonded and flute voiced and
conversation facile, carefully toned and
Freuchy.
Words Of Warning.
Oh, what O beautiful thing it is to
see a young man standing up amid these
temptations Of city life incorrupt while
hundreds are falling will tell your
history. You will move in respectable
circles all your days, and some day
friend Of your father will meet you and
tay: GOOD morning Glad to see you.
You seem to be prospering. You LOOK
,ike your father for all the world.
thought you would turn out well when
/ used to hold you on my knee II you
ever want any help or any advice, como
to me. As long as remember your Ia
ther I'll remember you. Good morn
ing" That will be the history OF hun
dreds Of these young men. How do l
know iti / know 1t by the way you
start. But here's a 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 ms
soul. Down he goes, little by little.
The people who saw him when he came
to town while yet hovered over his head
the blessing Of pure mother's 8 prayer
and there was on his lips the dow OF a
pure aister's kiss, now as they see him
PASS CRY, "what an awful wreckV
Cheek bruised in grogshop fight. bye
bleared with dissipation. Lip swollen
with indulgcnces. Be careful what You
say 10 him; for trifle ho would take