The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1898-07-02
Baxte, and Robert Hall w.r. iuv.lid.

of character. / want to tell Christian
deople that God will hold you re-
sponsible for your invalidism II 1t is
| your own fault, and when through
right exercise and prudence you might
be athletic and well. The effect of the
body upon the soul you acknowledge.
Put man of mild disposition upon the
animal diet of which the Indian par
| takes, and in little while his blood
will change it's chemical proportions.
II will become like unto the blood oil
the lion, or the tiger, or the bear, while
his disposition will change and be-
come fierce, cruel and unrelenting.
The body has powerful effect upon
the soul. There are people whose
ideas of Heaven are all shut out with
clouds of tobacco smoke. There
are people who dare to shatter the
| physical vase in which God put the
jewel of eternity. There are men with
great hearts and intellects in bodies
worn out by their own neglects. Mag
nificent machinery capable Of propell-
ing a great Etruria across the Allan
tic, yet fastened in q rickety North
River propeller. Physical develop
ment which merely shows itself in a
fabulous lifting, or in perileus rope
walking, or in pugilistic encounter,
excites only our contempt, but we con-
fess to great admiration for the man
who has great soul in an athletic
body, every nerve, muscle and bone OF
which is consecrated to right uses.
Oh, 1t seems to me outrageous
that men through neglect should
allow their physical health to go
down beyond repair, spending the rest
of their life not in some great enter
prise for God and the world, but in
studying what is the best thing to take
for dyspepsia. A ship which ought,
with all sails set and every man at his
post, to Cbe carrying rich cargo for
eternity, employing all it's means in
stopping up leakagesi When you may,
through some of the popular and
healthful recreation of our time, work
off your spleen and your querulousness
and one-half of your physical and
mental ailments, do not turn your back
from such a grand medicament.
Again, judge of the places of amuse-
ment by the companionship into which
they put you If you belong to an or
ganization where you have to associate
with the Incorporate, with the un-
clean, with the abandoned, however
well they may be dressed, in the name
of God quit it. They will despoil your
nature. They will undermine your
moral character. They will drop you
when you are destroyed They will
not give one cent to support your chill
dren when you are dead. They will
weep not one tear at your burial.
They will chuckle over your damna-
ton. But the day comes when the
men who have exerted evil influence
upon their fellows will be brought to
Judgment. Scene: The last day. Stage:
The rocking earth. Enter dukes, lords,
kings, beggars, clowns. No sword.
No tinsel. No crown. For footlights,
the kindling flames of world. For
orchestra, the trumpets that wake the
dead. For gallery, the clouds filled
with angel spectators. For applause,
the clapping floods of the sea. For
curtains, the heavens rolled together
as scroll. For tragedy, the doom of
the destroyed. For farce, the effort to
serve the world and God at the same
time. For the last scene of the fifth
act, the tramp of nations across the
stage-some to the right others to the
left.
Again, any amusement that gives
you distaste for domestic life is bad.
How many bright domestic circles have
been broken up by sinful amusements?
The father went off, the mother went
off, the child went off. There are all
arounds us the fragments of blasted
households. Oh! il you have wan
dered away, would like to charm
one word, Home" Do you not
know that you have but little
more time to give to domestic well
fare? Do you not see, father, that your
children are soon to go out into the
world, and all the influence for good
you are to have over them you must
have how? Death will break in on
your conjugal relations, and, alas! il
you have to stand over the grave of
one who persisted from your neglect
l saw hayward husband standing at
Lnc utdIhuCu Va iiio Shi WiACy
and saw her point to ring on her
finger and heard her say to her hus-
band: do you see that ring?" He re.
Piled: Eyes, l see it." WELL" said
she, do you remember who put ii
there2" Eyes" said he, "Iput it there"
And all the past seemed to rush up
on him. BY the memory of that day,
when in the presence of men and an
gels you promised to be faithful in joy
and sorrow, and in sickness and in
health, by the memory of those pleas
ant hours when you sat together in
your new house, talking of a bright
future; by the cradle and the excited
hour when the life was spared and an
other given; by that sick bed, when the
little one lifted up the hands and called
for help and you knew he must die, and
he put an arm around each of your
necls and brought you very near to-
gether in that dying kiss; by the little
grave in the cemetery that you never
think of without rush of tears; by the
family Bible, where in its stories of
Heavenly love is ehe brief but ex-
pressive record of births and deaths;
by the neglects of the past and by the