The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1899-05-13

is life to a father whose sons are de-
bauched? The dust of the valley is
pleasant to his taste, and the driving
rains that drip through the roof Of the
sepulcher arc sweeter than the wines of
Helbon.
There must be harmony between the
fathers government and the mothers
government. The father will be tempt
ed to too great rigor. lils mother will
be tempted to too great leniency. Her
tenderness will overcome her. Her voice
is little softer; her hand seems better
fitted to pull out q thorn and soothe a
pang. Children wanting anything from
the mother cry for it. They hope to
dissolve her with tears. But the mother
must not interfere, must not coax off,
must not beg for the child when the
hour comes for the assertion of parental
supremacy and the subiugation of
chiid's temper There comes in the
history of every child an hour when it
is tested whether the parents shall rule
or the child shall rule. That is the
crucial hour If the child triumphs i'll
that hour, then he will some day make
you crouch. 1t is horrible scene-l
have witnessed it-a mother come to old
age, shivering with terror in the pres
ence of son who cursed her gray hairs
and Knocked her wrinkled face and be-
grudged her the crust she munched
with hon. toOtb1occ r,l1,ocf
How sharper than serpent's tooth 1t is
To have thaniless child!
But, on the other hand, too great
rigor must be avoided. 1t is sad thing
when domestic government becomes
cold military despotism. Trappers on
the prairie fight fire with fire, but you
cannot successfully fight your child's
bad temper with your own bad temper.
We must not be too minute in our in
spection. We cannot expect our children
to be perfect. We must not see every.
thing. Since we have two or three faults
of our own, we ought not to be too rough
when we discover that our children
have as many. If tradition be true.
when we were children we were not all
little Samuels, and our parents were
not fearful lest they could not raise MS
because of our premature goodness. You
cannot scold or pound your children in
to nobility of character. The bloom OF
childs heart can never be seen under
a cold drizzle. Above all, fretting and
and scolding in the household. Better
than ten years of fretting at your chill
dren is one good, round, old-fashioned
application of the slipper! That minis
ter OF the gospel of whom we read il
the newspapers that he whipped his
child to death because he would not say
his prayers will never come to canon
ization. The arithmetics cannot calcu-
late how many thousands of children
have been ruined forever et..er
through too great rigor or too great len
iency. The heavens and the earth are
filed with the groan of the sacrificed.
direction, o father, D mother.
Further on, thousands and tens of
thousands of the daughters of America
are sacrificed to worldliness. They are
taught to be in sympathy with all the
arti1icialities of society. They are in
Quoted into all the hollowness of what
is called fashionable life. They ART
taught to believe that history is dry
but that so cent stories of adventurous
love are delicious. With capacity tina,
might have rivaled a Florence Night,
ingale in heavenly ministries or made
the fathers house glad with filial and
sisterly demeanor, their life is waste.
their beauty a curse, their eternity a
demolition.
In the siege of Charleston, during
our civil war, lieutenant of the army
stood on the floor beside the daughter
of the ex-governor of the state of South
Carolina. They were taking the vows
of marriage. A bombshell struck the
roof, dropped into the group, and nine
were wounded and slain, among the
wounded to death the bride. While the
bridegroom knelt on the carpet trying
to stanch the wounds the bride de.
manded that the ceremony be com
pleted, that she might take the vows
before her departure, and when the
! minister said: wilt thou be faithful
unto death?" with her dying lips she
said, IL will" and in two hours she hat
departed. That was the slaughter anC
the sacrifice of the body. but at thou
sands of marriage affairs there are
daughters slain for time and slain fol-
eternity. 1t is not IA marriage. 1t is
massacre. Aflianced to some one who i!
only waiting until his father dies so h,
can get the property; then little while
they swing around in the circles, bril-
liant circles; then the property is gone
and, having no power to earn a livei
hood, the twain sink into some corneI
of society, the husband an idlcr and +;
sot, the wife drudge, slave and !
sacrilie. All, spare your denunciation
from Jcphthah's head and expend then
all on this wholesale modern martyr
dom!
l lift up my voice against the sacri
fee of children. | look out of my win
dow on a Sabbath, and see a group o
} children urwashed, uncombed, un
Christianized. Who cares for them
Who prays for them? Who uttcrs t.
|, them one kind word? When the cit
| missionary MISSING nlonr the mark Il