The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1916-12-22

the brotherhood OF the race. No man
owns a muZzle for us. We are poor as
Jobs turkey probably always will be,
but we are rich in one thing-the in
dependence to speak our honest
thought No man stays very long, in
this world; he should try and make il
better for having lived in IL. In the
long run it will yield more happiness
than any other course. There is no bet
ter friend can attend man at his
death than the consciousness that he
has tried to do right. These may be
old fashioned ideas, but they are good
enough for us.
For wonder, II is now the fashion
for women to be as healthy as she can.
Fresh air is admitted to be good
thing for the complexion. No one dis
putes that a girl who is an invalid can
walk five miles day without dying Of
fatigue, and an hours canter on good
horse is recommended as a more help
full pastime than lying abed or read
ing French novels. The new style for
women has not arrived bit too soon.
and a man is utterly inexcusable for
being ill-tempered here. Look at
Growl, Spitfire & Brothers, wasp sh
cross grained, naggy fellows whom
children avoid. customers flee. from
and everybody dislikes. They frown
and snap and snarl thru the world un-,
til the last drop of milk OF human
kindness is frozen at the bottom of
their hard hearts and the last spark Of
human interest is quenched in the ash
es OF their selfishness But here are
Merryman & Warmgrasp, poor boys
when they come from the country, car
rying all they had in one small roll
with mothers gingerbread in their
luncheon and mothers blessing In their
ears, BE good boys and mind the
boss" They were soon favorites in the
store. accommodating and cheerful ev-
erywhere. and when they set up for
themselves. everybody fiocked 10 the
place where even the shelves and coun-
tiers seemed running over with good
cheer.
II there is mother who reads this
column that ever expects to whip her
child again, let us ask you something.
Have your photograph taken at the
time and let L show your face red
with vulgar anger and the face OF the
little one with eyes swimming in tears
and the little chin dimpled with fear,
looking like a, piece OF water struck by
a sudden cold wind. II that little child
should die, we can not think OF sweet
way to spend an autumn afternoon
than to take that photography and go
to the cemetery, where the naples are
clad in tender gold, and when little
scarlet runners are coming like poems
of regret, from the sad heart OF the
earth; and sit down on that mound
and look at tho photograph and think
of the flesh now dust, that you beat,
Just think OF II. We could not bear to
whipped We could not bear to feel up
on our lips when they were withered
beneath the touch OF death, the kiss OF
one that we had struck.
Waste neither time, money talent or
Men ought to be mighty good to wo
men, for nature gave them the big end
Of the log to lift and mighty little
strength to do it with Lincoln.
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The boy seems to be turned loose at
a tender age to wander at will into
the paths OF sin and vice and then We
wonder where all our tramps and worth
less specimens OF humanity come from
It is a regrettable fact that too many
Of them come from seed terminated in
good homes and then sown in care
less manner.
Says a father OF small family to us.
My boys and girls do not leave my
looryard after 7 o'clock unless espec-
ally detained" We know of others that
adopted that same rule years ago and
heir sons and daughters are today a
credit to the town and community.
There is nothing elevating in street
education.
War is no respertor of seasons. They
ire killing just as many as the Yule-
ide approaches as they did when the
great conflict first started and with
ust as little heed for Peace on earth,
rood will toward men,
There are a few hardy souls that
an struggle along on stony SOIL
hrubs that can wait for the dews and
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