The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1899-04-22

pleasant TO his taste, and the driving
rains that drip through the roof OF the
sepnlchcr are sweeter than the wines o
lIelbon.
There must DO harmony between tht
fathers government and the mothers
government. The father will be tempt
ed TO too great rigor. The mother will
be tempted to too great leniency. Hei
tenderness will overcome her. Her voice
is a little softer; her hand seems better
fitted To pull out thorn and soothe q
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 oil,
must not beg for the child when the
hour comes for the assertion OF parental
supremacy and the subiugation OF
ckiid'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 in
that hour, then he will some day make
you crouch. 1t is horrible scene--l
| have witnessed tia mother come to old
age, shivering with terror in the pres
cncc of son who cursed her gray hairs
and Knocked her wrinkled face and be-
! grudgcd her the crust she munched
with her toothless gums!
How sharper than a serpents tooth II is
TO have thankless 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 ia 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 us
because of our premature goodness. You
cannot scold or pound your children in
to nobility of character. The bloom OF
n child's heart can never be seen under
u 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 in
the newspapers that he whipped his
child to dsath 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 either
through too great rigor or too great lem
iency. The heavens and the earth are
filed. with the groan of the sacrificed.
IN this important matter, seek Divine
direction, o father, . mother!
Farther 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
artiiicialitics of society. They are in
Quoted into all the hollowness of what
is called fashionable life. They are
taught to believe that history is dry,
but that 80 cent stories of adventurous
love are delicious. With capacity that
might have rivaled II Florence Night
ingale in heavenly ministries or made
the fathers house glad with filial and
sistcrly demeanor, their life is a waste,
their beauty 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
,,ft ha a.. Al
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, ~ WILL" and in two hours she had
departed. That was the slaughter and
the sacrifice of the body, but at thou
sands of marriage affairs there are
daughters slain for time and slain for
ttNi ~ ioI a hiillidBCs a
massacre. Ailianced to some one who is
only waiting until his father dies so he
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 n liveli-
hood, the twain sink into some corner
of society, the husband an idlcr and a
sot, tile wife n drudge, q slave and n
sacrie.-Ah, spare your denunciations
from Jephthah's head and expend them
all on this Wholesale modern martyr
dom
| lift up my voice against the sacri-
flee of children. i lool; out of my win
dow on Sabbath, and / see group Of
children unwashed, uncombed, I'M
Christianize.l. Who cares for them?
Who prays for them? Who utters to
them one kind word? When the city
missionary, passing along the park in
New York, saw ragged lad and heard
him swearing. he said to him: MY
son, stop swearing! Youought to go to
the house of God to-day. You ought to
be good. You ought to be Christian"
The lad looked in his face and said:
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