Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1899-02-25

Of customers. To accomplish my work
in your service was obliged to drink
with them and join them in their pur-
suits of pleasure twas not my choice,
but the rule of the house. l went with
them to the theater and the billiard TIA
BILE, but it was not my choice. / did not
wish to go; went in your service. 1t
was not my pleasure SO to do, but I was
the conductor and companion of the
simple ones, void alike of understand
ing and Of principle, in their sinful
pleasures and deeds of deeper darkness,
that might retain them as your GUS
toners. Your interest required it. l
have added thousands of dollars to the
profits of your trade, but at what ex-
pense you now see, and know too well.
You have become wealthy. but I am
poor indeed and now this cruel dis
missal from your employ is the recon-
pense I receive for character ruined
and prospects blasted in helping to
make you rich mani" Alas for the
man who gets such a letter as that
Again, charge you, tell the whole
truth about anything you SELL Lying
commercial travellers will precede you.
Lying commercial travellers will come
right after you into the same store. Do
not let their unfair competition tempt
you from the straight line 1t is an aw-
full bargain that man makes when he
sells his goods and his soul at the same
time A young man in one of the stores
of New York was selling some silks. He
was binding them up when he said to
the lady customer, at is my duty to
show you that there is a fracture in
that silk. y She looked at it and rejected
the goods. The head of the firm, hear
ing of it, wrote to the father of the
young man in the country, saying:
"Come and take your son away. He
will never make merchant. The IA
Their came in agitation, wondering what
his boy had been doing, and the head
men of the firm said: "Why, your son
stood here at this counter and pointed
out fracture in the silk, and of course
the lady wouldn't take it. We are not
responsible for the ignorance of Gus
toners Customers must look out for
themselves, and we look out for our
selves. Your son will never make mer-
chant !" els that all?" said the father.
"Ahl I am prouder of my boy that I
ever was John, get your hat and come
home.
But it is almost night, and you go
back to the hotel Now comes the
mighty tug for the commercial traveller.
Tell me where he spends his evenings,
and I will tell you where he will spend
eternity. and I will tell you what will
be his worldly prospects. There is an
abundance of choice There is your
room with the books. There are the
Young Mems Christian association
rooms. There are the week night serv-
ices Of the Christian churches. There is
the gambling saloon. There is the thea
ter. There is the house of infamy
Plenty of places to go to. But which,
Oimmortal man, which? o God, which ?
"Well, you say, Il guess / will
guess I will go to the theater." Do you
think the tarrying in that place until
II o'clock at night will improve your
bodily health, or your financial pros
poets, or your eternal fortune? No man
ever found the path to usefulness, or
honor, or happiness, or commercial sue
cess, or heaven, through the American
theater "Well," you say, 81 guess,
then, I will go to- guess will go to
the gambling saloon. You will first go
to look Then you will go to play. You
will make 500, you will make $500,
you will make $1,000, you will make
81, 500. Then you will lose all. Then
you will borrow some money so as to
start anew. You will make $50, you
will make 500, you will make $500.
Then you will lose all. These wretches
of the gambling saloon know how to
tempt you. But mark this: All gam
blers die poor They may make fortunes
great fortunes-but they lose them.
"Well, you say, "if 1 can't go to
the theatcr, and if 1 can't go to the
gambling saloon, then guess-I guess
will go to the house of infamy."
Commercial travellers have told me that
in the letter box at the hotel, within
one hour after their arrival, they have
had letters of evil solicitation in that
direction. It is far away from home
Nobody will know it. Commercial trav-
elers have sometimes gone in that evil
path. Why not you? Halt There are
other gates of ruin through which a.
man may go and yet come out but
chat gate has spring lock which snaps
aim in forever He who goes there is
damned already. He may seem to be
comparatively free for little while,
but he is only on the limits, and the
satanic police have their eyes upon him
to bring him in at any moment. The
hot curse of God is on that crime, and
because OF it there are men whose heav-
en- was blotted out ten years ago. There
is no danger that they be lost; they are
lost now. look through their glaring
eyeballs down into the lowest cav
ern of hell. O destroyed spirit, why
contest thou in here today2 Dost think
1 have the power to break open the
barred gateway of the penitentiary of
the damned? There is passage in
Proverbs somewhat hesitate to read,
but 1 do not hesitate long: cat the
window of my house looked through
my easement and beheld among the
simple ones, I discernea among the
youths, a young man, void of under
standing. passing through the street
near her corner, and he went the way
to her house in the twilight, in the
evening in the black and dark night
he goeth after her straightway, as an
OK goeth to the slaughter or as fool to
the correction of the stocks, till dart
strikes through his liver.
How to Spend Evenings.
Rut now the question is still open