The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1913-10-31

week day life was a sham. MY moLner
did not tell me the vital facts Of life,
the purity, the divine purpose in my
body. . " My mother thought ignor-
ance was innocence and left me un-
warned. Oh, If mothers only believed
in the pureness, the majestic sweet
ness Of motherhood and then watched
their babes with an eagle eye and
would talk these things over in a right
way. If some mother could only hear
the moan of this little girl Of - years
in my room now Oh, If my mother
had only told me what it meant to be
a girl, I am not speaking now Of the
girls who know what they are doing
but are forced to 1t by money troubles.
I am only speaking of those who learn
life's lessons, who feel natures call to
mate because of too much freedom
with the boys Of their own set, the
card parties. the dances, skating Kinks,
ETC., where their emotions are aroused
and they do not see the danger rocks.
Oh, where is your Christ? Is He a
stone image, Is He IN idol? Is there
not real joy enough in religion to make
the young people happy without these
people get close enough to their
Savior so that they feel His heart
Of love beating and find in Him their
pleasure?
Yes, Mr.. Brown, I once knew the
sweetness Of loving Him, but now the.
gates Of hell are closing behind me,
and I anne here because Of a dance
given in a church parlor. ] did not
know it was wrong to let a young
man take me for a walk alone. l was
only IA. I learned that night the
sweetness Of being kissed. 1t was only
a matter of six days from that day
haforo T hoT So1-nr TIM frSf cfon down
and nothing happened, no one knew;
then again and again and then a scandal
and I was sent from home disgraced,
yet was I to blame for my ignorance?
Once upon a time I gave my heart
to Jesus Christ, and loved Him, but
now-what a change! Even after my
fall I did not sink very low. I rallied
because of my SaVior's love n tried
to be good. / studied and studied and
wanted to fit myself to warn girls.
Finally l met and loved the son of a
minister. My story was repeated with
this eXception-he did not play fair.
From that time I went the pace. " ~ =
My case now is hopeless, but there
are nan young girls who lave not
yet taken the first step. If those who
profess to know Christ would only
live as if they knew Him. Oh. I know
it is not His fault that l am here, it
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profess Christ, oh, hear me calling
from the very gates of hell, love Him,
tell others Of Him, keep close to Him.
Tell the young people that the world
and all it's pleasures are only traps
for their feet. Oh. the heartache, the
sorrow away from your Lord Jesus.
Hear me, once pure as you are, with
eyes, warning YOU of the broken
hearts. the pain and mental suffer-
ing. the ~sIeepless nights, if you leave
your Savior. The world may glisten
and invite you, but it is all sham.
Christ is all that is worth while. The
world turns to brass INT gall when it
has lured you away, and then laughs
at your emptied, scared soul. 1t is
not necessary that O go to the
depths of sin to feel its sorrow and
anguish.
= " q Monday will see me out of
this world forever, unmissed, unloved,
unmourned. Oh, that some one real
ly cared, that God could reach me now
and help. = q " Well, here goes,
this is the last good-by-remembe1
the souls of the young people you
meet, and oh, warn them, before it is
too late.
A heart-broken, lost soul, bound for
hell. (Name withheld.)
Second letter, received about one
week later:
San Francisco, March "a, 1913.-
Dear Mr.. Brown: This letter, Mr..
Brown, will be sent to you one week
later, one week after I am dead, for
tonight 1 cease to exist. I am leav-
ing this with friends to be sent one
week from now. My object? To speak
to you as though from the grave and
that what I say will be the more i'm
pressive.