Milford chronicle., 1895-12-13

7 Will be as still as Il mouse" There wa
not another whisper that afternoon. II
was as much a boy as any Of them. Oh
In these approaching holidays let us turn
back our natures TO what they were year
ago and be boys again and girls again an,
mako all our homes happy. God will hol,
/ you responsible for tho influence you nov
( exert, and it will DO very bright and very
I pleasant If some winter night when W,
are sleeping under tho blankets Of snow
our children shall ride along in the merry
party and hushing q moment into sol
emnity look of and say, There sleep the
best father and mother that ever made q
happy new year. Arm yourself against
these temptations OF December, january
and February. Temptations will como Ia
you in the form of an angel of light.
l know that tho poets represent satan as
horned and booted. II 1 were poet and I
were going to picture satan, would rop-
resent him as q human being, with man
ners polished to the last perfection, hair
falling in graceful ringlets, eyes littIo
bloodshot, but floating in bewitching Ian
guor, hand soft and diamondod, foot OK
quisitely shaped, voice mellow rs n flute
breath perfulned as though nothing had
ever touched the lips but balm Of a thou
sand flowers, conversation facile, carefully
toned and Frenchy But l would have the
heart incased with tho scales Of monster,
and have it stuffed with all pride and
beastliness Of desire and hypocrisy and
death, and then l would have it touched
with the rod Of disenohantment until the
eyes became the cold orLs Of thoaddcr, and
to the lip should come the foam Of raging
intoxication, and to tho foot the spring Of
the panther and to the soft hand tho
change that would make it the clammy
hand Of tho wasted skeleton, and then /
would suddenly have the heart break out
IN unquenchable flames and the affected
lisp Of the tongue become the hiss Of the
worm that never dies. But until olsen
chanted, ringleted and diamonded and
nute voiced, and conversation faoile. care
fully toned and Frenchy.
Engage In High Pursuits.
Oh, what a beautiful thing it is to see a
young man standing up amid these temp
tations of city life incoTupt while hun
drcds arc falling. I Will tell your history.
You will move in respectable circles al
your days, and como day friend Of your
father will meet you and say: "Good
morning. Glad to sec you. You seem to be /
You look like your father for /
all tho world. 1 thought you would turn /
out we'll when 1 used to hold you on my |
knee. If You ever want any helm or any I
advice, come to mo. As long as remom- /
Der youf father I'll remember you. Good /
morning" That will be the history Of
hundreds Of these young mon. How do 1
know itY know it by the way you start.
but here young man who takes tho op-
losite route. Voices Of sin charm him
away. He reads bad books, nlingles In bad
iociety. Tho glow has gone from his
heck, and the sparkle from his eye, and
he purity from his soul. Down he goes.
little by little. The people who saw him
When he came to town whilo yet lowered
'yor his head the blessing Of a pure moth
r S prayer, ard there was on his lips the
lew Of pure sisters kiss, now as they sea
i'm pass cry, What an awful wreckPi
check bruised in grogshop fight. Eye
lfared with dissipation. Lip swollen with
nduigenoes. BE careful what you say to
inn for trifle no would take your life.
Lower down, lower down. until, outcast
( God and man, he lies in the asylum. a
lotch of loathsomeness and pain. One
loment he calls for God, and then he calls
1r rum. He prays; he curses; he laughs
S fiend laughs then bites his nails into
be quick, then puts his hands through tho
air hpngipg around his head like the
lano Of wild beast, then shivors until
40 cot shakes with nuttorable terror.
len with his fists fights back the devils
: clutches for serpents that soom to wind
round him their awful folds, then asks
II water which is instantly consumed on
Is cracked lips. Some morning the sur
con going his rounds will find him dead
o not try to comb out OF brush back the :
atted locks. Straighten out the limba, j.,
rap him in a sheet, put him in o box ana :
Z two men carry him down to the wagon :
the door. With piece Of chalk write :
] top OF the box the namo of the destroy !
and the destroyed. Who is III It Is !
~, man, II, yielding to tho tempta- :
ons of q dissipatcd life, you go out and +
IRISH. There is "a way that seemeth bright :
I'd fair and beautiful to a man, but the 4
ID thereof is death. Employ these long I,
gifts of December, January and Febru- =
y in high pursuits, in intelligent social \
IS, in innocent amusemonts, in Christian
lrk. Do not waste this winter for soon
u will have seen your last snow shower
d have gone up into the companionship D.,
him whose raiment is white as snow, q
liter than any fuller on earth could y
liten 1t. For all Christian hearts the q
inter- nights of earth Will end in the u
ne morning of heaven. The river Of life :,
IN under tho throne never freezes over. u
e foliage of lile's fair tree is never frost "
ten. The festivities, tho hilnrities, the 81
nily greetings Of earthly Christmas d.
les will give way to larger reunion and q
glitter lights and sweeter garlands and ~
ghtior Joy in the great holiday Of heaven. o.