Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1896-11-25

Editor Union Signal: The Detroit
Free Press of October s, contained an
item that ought to be spread in your
columns, minus names.
versity had induced two girls to leave
their homes AM become mistress to
these young men. The plot was dis.
covered too late to saw the girls. The
press gives the names of the girls and
their address. The names of the young
men are withheld for prudential rea.
sons-probably. These girls have no
voice in their behalf. The infamy
practiced is aided on the students side
by the institution.
This poem is to the point. The au-
tho g name is unknown to me:
There was a man, 1t was said, one time,
Who went astray in his youthful prime.
Can the brain keep cool and the heart keep
quiet
When the blood is n river that is running
riot?
"And the boys will be boys" the old folks
say,
And the man is the better who "has had his
day."
The sinner reformed; and the preacher told
OF the prodlgal son who came back TO the
fold.
And Christian people threw open the door
With a warmer welcome than ever before.
Wealth and honor we're his TO command
And a spotless woman gave him her hand.
And the world strewed their pathway with
blossoms abloom,
Crying, "God bless Lady and God bless
groom"
There was a maiden who went astray
In the golden dawn of her life's young day.
She had more passion and heart than head,
And she followed blindly where fond love
led.
And love unchecked is a dangerous guide,
To wonder al Will by a fair girls side.
The woman repented and turned from sin,
But no door opened to let her in.
Tn preacher prayed that she might be for
given,
But told her to look for mercy in heaven.
For this is the law of earth, we know.
That the woman Is stoned while the man
may go.
A brave man welded her after all:
But the world says, %frowning, "We shall not
call" PASTOR.
THE FIRST THANKSGIVING.
One dreary night in dreary atumn weather
A handful Of sad pilgrims met together,
Counsel TO take in darkest hour OF trial,
When every hope seemed met with stern
denial.
Much had they suffered a. in the year not ended
Since twice their number from the May
flower landed;
Hunger and cold and death and bitter sorrow
Had walked beside them morrow after NOR
row.
And some were sure that such q dispensa-
ton
Meant wrath of God, and need OF expiatlon;
Happy with prayer and fasting well con-
csrted,
HIS further vengeance might be yet averted.
But while they counseled thus each with the
other,
outspake a widowed wife and childless
mother,
Bereft OF all that makes life seem worth
living,
Who said, "More meet to me would seem
thanksgiving.
'lsltnot God by whom our ways were guided
And In the wilderness our home provided?
III he has led us by a path distressing,
Nathless, he crowns IL with peculiar bless
ings.
as 1t not merely daily manifested
That we may worship him by none molested?
Is 1t not grace that faith abides mistaken
In tried hearts that shall never be forsaken?
"Set us a day to praise him who hath led us
Out OF The house of bondage; who hath made
us
Worthy to bear the cross of his dear Son,
And from the deeps to cry THY will be done,
SO with the words by one brave woman
spoken,
Hearts were lifted up that we're we'll nigh
broken;
Courage was reused for desperate endurance,
And faith grew strong with inward sweet
assurance
Three centuries ago it was, or nearly,
When that Thanksgiving Day was kept full
cheerly,
with prayer and praise, be sure, and "feast
ofreason,p
But toothsome turkey after, in due season.
Now that the handful hath become a nation,
We eat our turkey still, by proclamation;
But what thanksgiving meant, that first No.
vember,
Lord, give us grace to ponder, and remem-
ber' Mary Bradley.
WINE AT THE COMMUNION.
Editor of the Voice-Some time ago
took the services for a minister who
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