The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-06-20

| perilous rope walking, or in pugilisJic en-
! counter, excites only our contempt but we
! confess to great admiration for the man
! who has a great soul in an athletic body.
! every nerve muscle and bone Of which IS
! consecrated to right uses. Oh it seems 10
! me outrageous that men through neg
! lect should allow their physical healtn
! to so down beyond repair, spending the
j rest of their life not in some great enter
/ prise for God and the world. but in study
1 ing what is the best thing 10 take for dys-
pepsia. A ship which ought with all sails
! set and every man a his post TO be carry
! ing a rich cargo for eternity, employing
/ All It's men stopping up ieakages'
4 When you may through some of the pop
I uiar and healthfui recreations Of our time
! work off your spleen and your queruous-
( ness and one-haf of your physical and
mental ailments. do not turn your back
/ from sgcn grand medicament.
Again, judge of the places of amuse-
ment by the companionship into which
| they put you. If YOU belong 10 an organ
izaton where you have to associate with
the Incorporate, with the unclean, with
the abandoned, however well they may be
dressed, IN the name of God quit il. They
VIII despoil your nature. They will I'M
dermine your moral character. They will
drop you when you~are destroyed. They
viii not give one cent to support your
children when you are dead They will
weep not one tear at your burial. They
! Will chuckle over your damnation. But
the day comes when the men who have ex-
! erted 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 foot
! lights the kindlinS flames of a world. For
| orchestra, the trumpets that wake the
dead. For gallery the clouds filled with
angel spectators. For applause, the clap
ping floods of the sea For curtains, the
heavens rolled together as a 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, 9TH
ers to the left
Again. any amusement that gives you a
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 around US the frag-
ments of blasted households Oh! if you
have wandered away, 1 would like to
charm you back by the sound of that one
word, Home" DO you not know that
you have but little more time to give to
domestic welfare? Do you not see, faith
er, 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 now? Death will break in on your
conjugal relations, and alas! if you have
TO stand over the grave of one who perish
ed from your neglect. 1 saw a hayward
husband standing at the dea th-bed Of mis-
Christian wife and l saw her point to a
ring on her finger and heard her say TO
her husband, do you see that riug?" He
replied, Yes, I see it." We'll" said she,
do you remember who put il Thereof
Yes" said he, Il put it there" And all
| the past seemed to rush upon him. BY the
memory of that day, when in the presence
of men and angels you promised to be
| faithful in joy and sorrow, and in sickness
and in health; by the memory of those
| pleasant hours when you sat to-
| gether i'm your new house talking Of
a bright future; by the cradle and the eX-
| cited hour when one life was spared and
| another 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 one arm around each of your necks
| and brought you very near together In that
| dying kiss; by the little grave in the GEM
| etery that you never think of without a
rush of tears; by the family Bible, where
| in its stories of heavenly love Is the brief
! but expressive record of births and deaths;
! by the neglecis of the past and by the
| agonies of the future; by judgment day
! when husbands and wives, parents and
/ children, in immortal groups viii stand to
| be caught up in shining array, or to shrink
! down into darkness-by all that. / beg you
! 70 give 20 home your best affections.
! look in your eyes to-day, and | ask you
! the question that Gehazi asked of the
! Shunammite: rs it well with thee? Is
it well with thy husband? Is it well with
! thy child?" God grant that 1t may be
everiastlngly well.
Let me say to all young men, your style
| of amusement will decide your eternal
! destiny. One night I saw young man
al a street corner evidently doubling as to
which direction he had better take. He
! had his hat lifted high enough so you
could see ne had an intelligent forehead.
| He had stout chest; he had a robust
! development. Splendid young man. Cul-
| tured young man. Honored young man.
| Why did he stop there while so many
We're going up and down? The fact
is that every man has a good angel
and a bad angel contending for the mas
terry of his spirit And there was
good angel and bad angel struggling
with that young mans soul at the corner
! of the street Come with me-" said the
| good angel Il viii take you home. I
! Will spread my wing over your pathway.
| l will lovingly escort you all through life.
| l will bless every cup you drink out Of
every couch you rest on, every doorway
you enter. 1 viii consecrate your tears
| when you weep, your sweat when you
toll, and at the last l will hand over your
| grave into the hand of the bright angel of
| a Christian resurrection. In answer to
your 1athefS peutsOn ana your mother s
| prayer l have been sent of the Lord out of
! heaven 10 be your guardian spirit Come
| with me!' said the good angel, in a voice
of uuearthly symphony. 1t was music
like that which drops from lutte of
! heaven when a seraph breathes ON it, mo
no." said the bad angel, come with me;
have something better to offer; the wines
| l pour are from chalices of bewitchins
carousal; the dance l lead is over floor
tesselated with unrestrained indugences;
there IS no God to froWn on the temples.
Of sin where l worship. The skies are
Italian. The paths 1 tread are through
meadows daisied and primrosed come
with me-" The young man hesitated al
a time when hesitation was ruin and the
bad angel smote the good angel until 1t
departed, spreading wings through the
starlight upward ana away, until a door
flashed open i'm the sky and forever the
wings vanished. That was the turning
point in that young mans history; for, the
! good angel flown, he hesitated no longer.
Tut started on pathway which is beauti-
full at the opening, but blasted at the last.
The bad angel leading the way, opened
gate after gate and at each gate the road