Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1896-05-21

tho idea that chat Is the place where they
dine But they do not dine there. They
are sinking down lower and lower day by
day. Neither by day nor by night have
anything to do with idlors.
Before you admit a man into your 40
quantance AK him politely, "What do
you do for livingS" If he says, Moth
ing; am gentleman, " look out for him.
He may have very soft hand and very
faultless npparol and have high sounding
family namo but his touch is death. De-
fore you know 1t, you will in his presence
be ashamed Of your work dress. Business
will become to you drudgory, and after
awhile you will lose your place, and after
ward your respectability, and, last of all,
your soul. Idleness Is next door to vii
lainy. Thieves, gamblers, burglars, shop
filters and assassns are made from the
GLASS who have nothing TO do. When tho
police 90 to hunt up and arrest n culprlt,
they seldom so to look in ut tho busy car
riage factory or behind the counter where
diigent clerks aro employed, but they go
among tho groups of idlors. Tho play is
going on at tho theater, when suddenly
there Is scufllo In tho top gallery. What
Is it2 A policeman has como in, and,
leaning over, has tapped on tho shoulder
of n young man, saying, 81 want you,
sir" He has not worked during tho day,
but somehow has rakod together shilling
or two to get into the top gallery. He Is
an idlor. Tho man on his right hand Is
an ider, and tho man on his left hand Is
an idcr.
During the past few years there has been
great deal of dizziness in business
Young men have complained that they
bnvc little to do. If they have nothing
else to do, they can read and improve their
minds and hearts These times aro not
always to continue. Business Is waking
up, and tho superior knowledge that In
this intorregnum of work you mny obtain
will bo worth $780, 900 Of capital. Tho
largo fortunes of the next 90 years aro
having their foundations laid now by the
young mon who are giving themselves to
self Improvement. l went into store in
New York and saw nvo mon, all Chris
tians, sitting round, saying that they had
nothing to do 1t Is an outrage for n
Christian man to havo nothing to do. Let
him go ont and visit tho poor, or distribute
tracts, or 90 and read tho Bible to tho Sick
or take out his New Testament and bo
making his eternal fortune. Lot him go
into the back Office and pray.
Shrink back from idlencss in yourself
right position. Good old Ashbol Green ut
moro than 80 years of age was found busy
writing, and some young man said to him:
"Why do you keep busy? 1t is timo for
you to rest" He answered, II keep busy
to keep out of mischief" No man is strong
enough to be idle.
Are you fond Of pictures? If so, l will
show you one of the works Of an old mas
ter. Hero it Is: 81 went by tho fold of the
slothful and by tho vineyard of tho man
void of understanding and lol II was all
grown over with thorns, and nettles had
covered tho face thereof, and tho stone
wall WAS broken down Then l saw and
considered wtll. looked upon it and re-
ceiycd instruction. Yet little sleep, a lit
( tie slumber, "a little folding of tho hands to
sleep. So shall thy poverty como as one
that trGvcleth and thy want MS an armed
man" don't know OF another sentence in
tho Bible more explosive thHn that. 1t first
Kisses softly like tho fuse of u cannon, and
at last bursts like "a FOUNDER The old
provorb was right "The devil tempts
most men, but idlcrs tempt the devil"
The Harvest of Eternity.
A young man came to man of 90 years
of age and said to him, Glow have yor
made gut to 1.-Two so long and be SO well?"
| The I'D man took the youngster to an
orchard, and, pointing to some large trees
full of apples, said, Il planted these trees
when was boy, and do you wonder that
now l am permitted to gather the fruit Of
them?" We gather in old age what we
plant in our youth. Sow to the wind, and
we reap tho whirlwind. Plant in carly life
the right kind of Christian character,
and you will eat luscious fruit in old ago
and gather these harvest apples in eternity
l urge you to avoid the perpetual pleas
ure seeker. believe in recreation and
amusement. God would not have made
us with tho capacity to laugh If he had not
intended us sometimes to indulge It, God
hath hung in sky and set in wave and
printed on grass many roundelay, but no
who chooses pleasure seeking for his lifo
work does not understand for what God
made him. Our amusemonts are intended
to help us in some earnest mission. Tho
thundorcloud hath an edge exquisitely
purplod, but with voice that jars the earth
1T declares, 81 go to water tho green
fields" The wild flowers under the fence
arc gay, but they say, "Wo stand hero &c
mako room for tho wheatfcld and to re-
fresh the husbandmcn in their incoming. "
The stream sparklcs and foams and frolics
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lave the spots on the trout l slake the
thirst a tho bird. turn tho wheel Of tho
mill. 1 rock in my crystal cradle muck
shaw and water lily" And So whilo the
world plays, 1t works. Lock out for the
man who always plays and never works.
You will do well to avoid those whose
regular business it is to play ball. skate or
go a-boating. All these sports arc grand
| In their places / Doyer derived So inuch
advantage from any ministerial associa-
ton as from "a ministerial club that went
out to play ball every Saturday afternoon
in the outskirts Of Philadelphia, These
recreations are grand to give us muscle
and spirits for our regular toll. 1 believe
in muscular Christianity. A man Is often
not SO near God with weak stomach as
when no has strong digestion. But shun
those who make 1t their lifo occupation to
sport. There arc young men whose indus
try and usefulness have fallen overheard
from the yacht. There arc men whose
business fell through the Ice of the skating
pond and has never since been heard OF.
There Is beauty in tho gliding of boat,
In the song Of skates, in the soaring of O
we'll struck ball, and l never sec ono fly
but involuntarily throw up my hands to
catch 1t, and, so far from laying an in
junction upon ball playing or any other
innocent sport, claim them all rs belong.
j Ing Of right to those of us who toll in the
grand industries of church and state.
But tho life business Of pleasure seeking
always makes In the end q criminal or q
tot George Brummol was smiled upon
by all England, and his life was given to
pleasure. Ho danced with the peeresses
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