The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1898-11-11

ally showed out and ignored and pushI
ed away. Now, what dilapidated'
home is his! A dissipated life always
shows itself in faded window curtains,
and impoverished wardrobe, and de-
jected surroundings, and in broken
palings Of the garden fence, and the
unhinged gate, and the dislocated dqor-
bell, and the disappearance OF vile hna
children from scenes among wnlcn
they shone the brightest, and laugneu
the gladdest. If any man was ever
down, that husband and father ID
down. The fact is, he got into
wrestle with Evil that pushed anu
pulled and contorted and exhausted
him worse than any Olympian game
ever treated a Grecian, and he was
thrown. Thrown out of prosperity in
to gloom. Thrown out of good aSso-
citation into bad. Thrown out OF
health into invalidism. Thrown out
of happiness into misery. But one
day. while Sinking through one or the
back streets, not wishing to be recog-
nized, good thought crosses his mind,
for he has heard Of men flung nat RS
ing again. Arriving at his house. ne
calls his wife in and shuts the door
and says: MARY, am going to do
differently This is not what I prom
ised you when we were married. You
have been very patient with me, and
have borne everything, although l
would have had no right to complain
If you had. left me and gone home to
your fathers house. 1t seems to me
that once or twice. when | was not
myself, struck you, and several times,
I know, called you hard names. Now
l want you to forgive me" Help
your" she says; "bless your soul! OF
course I will help you. knew you
didn't mean it when you treated me
roughly. All that is in the past.
Never refer to it again. Today let us
begin anew" Sympathizing friends
come around and kind business people
help the man to something to do, SO
that he can again earn living. The
children soon have clothing so that
they can go to school. The old songs
which the wife sang years ago come
back to her memory, and she sings
them over again at the cradle, or while
preparing the MONDAY meal. Domes-
tic resurrection! He comes home
earlier than he used to, and he is glad
to spend the evening playing games
with the children or helping them with
arithmetic or grammar lessons which
are little too hard. Time passes on,
and some outsider suggests to him that
he is not getting as much out of life
as he ought, and proposes an occa-
sional visit to scenes of worldliness
and dissipation. He consents to go
once, and, after much solicitation,
twice.. Then his old habit comes back
He says he has been belated, and could
not get back until midnight. He had
to see some Western merchant that
had arrived and talk of business with
him before he got out of town. KIND
ness and geniality again quit the dis
position of that husband and tatner
The wife's heart breaks in a new place.
AhI mail SUES lhlO q OONOiAN
with evil habit and is flung, and all
hell cackles at the moral defeat. L
told you sol" say many people VINO
have no faith in the reformation OF
fallen man. II told you so! You made
a great fuss about his restored home
but I knew it would not last. You
can't trust these fellows who have
once gone wrong" So with this un-
fortunate, things get worse and worse
and his family have to give up the
house, and the last valuable goes to-
the pawnbroker's shop. But that un-
fortunate man is sauntering along the
street one Sunday night, and he goes
up to a church door, and the congre-
cation are singing the second hyma,
the one just before sermon, and it H.
William Cowper's glorious hymn
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emanueps veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that food
Lose all their guilty stains.