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MONMOUTH, OREGON ; FRIDAY, AUGUST 10, 1883.
VOL. XIII.
CHRISTIAN HERALD.
J. F. FLOYD,
Editor and Publisher, Monmouth, Or.
“To hauat me with the joys once mine,
Which deatblessly nA heart entwine ;
And in their maddening beauty shine
As fancy paints them, vividly.
“ I had a child and loving wife,
My priceless pearls, my light of life !
We lived in peaoe and knew no strife
And all was love and harmony.«
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EDITORIAL NOTES.
Who can tell what our good
brother, " Christian Missionary/’ is
writing about ?/ We give it up,
and await something more de
finite.
ADVFBTI8F.MF.NTS.
A colored woman, when reproved
“ No feeble words can ever trace
The peerless charm, the wondrous grace for undue expression of grief, said :
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[Entered at the Post-office at Monmouth, as Of my sweet Ina’s perfect face,
“ Now, look here, honey, when de
second class mail matter. |
And soul of spotless purity ~
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THE OUTCAST’S WARNING.
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BY MARY H. PRICHARD.
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Almost within the city*fe sound
A bloated, unknown corpse was found
Beneath an oak tree, on the ground,
One hand outstretched imploringly.
That bony hand so stiff and cold
Still grasped a paper, worn and old.
Which to the world this story told,
Of Strong Drink’s fatal treachery :
Here, underneath this wild wood tree,
My sinful soul from earth must flee,
With none to cheer or comfort me,
Alone in all my misery !
“ If time is spared me, I will write
What brought me down from fortnne's
height
To this, my present woeful plight,
An outcast dying helplessly.
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“ Some tempted souls in time of need
May take a warning when they read,
And check their reckless, downward
speed ;
.Avert their fearful destiny. _—
“ Once I possessed a home of bliss
.And loving friends, which now I miss ;
I never dreamed to die like this,
Amid wild nature’s scenery.
“ No eye to shed for me a tear I
No heart to hold my memory dear !
No hope my dying honr to cheer,
Or light the dark futurity.
“ Forsaken, friendless, poor and lone,
No place on earth to call my own,
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Hope, rest and peaoe forever gone,
Leaving remorseful memory
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night. I haven’t met him yet, but
hope we can secure his services in
the gospel. He comes with good
report by ms friend^" DewT© niiii.
We are always glad to hear of
gospel preachers coming to this
coast, and will give all such any
assistance^in our power. None
others need apply.
We have the pleasure "this week
good Lord sends us tribulations,
of introducing to our readers a new
“ Our boy, a dimpled c'urnb fair,
don’t you ’spose he ’spects us to
department, called the “ California. '
With sunny, clustering, auburn hair,
tribuíate ?”
And laughing eyes undimmed by care—
Department,” conducted by our
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Our treasure, guarded lovingly.
Bro. F. 1). Srygley who has been good brother, Judge Durham, of
“Dur home was fair as Eden's bowers,
Conducting a Texas Department in College ytity, Cat As Bin. I),
For all that wealth could buy was ours.
the Old Path Guide, now becomes states, he has not the desired time
Life's pathway strewn with blooming
office editor of that paper. We are to devote to the H erald , but all
flowers,
glad of this, for Bro. 8. is a strong who know him will expect that
Otir lives one round of ectasy.
and sale writer. By the way/ “Mien lie“ does speak he will have"
“ But when the Tempter’s cup I sought,
something good to say. Hence, all
Where precious souls are sold and brethren, have you seen the Ken
bought,
tucky Department in the C hristian our readers will gladly welcome
Bro. Durham ami his department
A blighting change soon, soon was II e RALDJL
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wrought
to the columns of the H erald .
By that destroying enemy.
When the good Editor of the
The Christian Publishing Com
“ It chilled my heart I It fired my brain I Pacific Christian Advocate gets
It soiled my soul with many a stain ;
through with his camp-meetings pany, St. Louis, Mo, has recently
Then left remorse and anguish vain
and is fairly settled down to busi reissued the tract entitled, “ Chris
To bear me constant company.
ness again, he will please give at tian Experience; or, Sincerity
“ I placed my boy on ruin's brink,
tention to those questions we sub Seeking the Way to Heaven by
To serve the man who sold me drink.
mitted for his benefit the other Benjamin Franklin.” It contains
It drives me wild whene’er I think
30 pages and is the best tract for
week.
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Of that base act of cruelty.
missionary work published by our
•‘That brave, bright lad, that boy of
The Sup’t. of Public Instruction, brethren. Send for it. Address
mine,
E. B. McElroy, has our thanks for Christian Publishing Company, St.
Was forced to pour the foaming wine,
a copy of the “ Report of Qie Pro Louis, Mo. Price: single copy, 5
And watch the crimson bubbles shine
ceedings of the State Teachers’ cts.; per dozen, 50 cts.; per hun
- In tempting boauty, luringly.
Association ” recently held in dred, $4.00. A few copies can be
“ It charmed him like the serpent's
Salem.
It is an interesting docu had from this office.
glare ;
ment and should be in-the hands
It bound him with its cruel snare ;
And now my boy is where ?—oh, where ? of the educators of the State.
Which is the better, to place a
For life imprisoned hopelessly.
tastefully arranged bunch of Howers
Our readers will please give at
“ Shut ont from every cheering ray
on tlie pulpit desk in quiet spirit
By massive stone walls cold and gray,
tention to the letter from Bro
of love and reverence, or to show a
He wears his sad young life away
Adams found in another part of
In darkness, brooding gloomily.
l»ad temper over them after they
this
issue.
We
aré
inclined
to
“ The cruel blow fell like a dart,
are there /
Which is worship,
think, from his letter, that he has
And pierced my Ina’s gentle heart,
which is glory to God / And which-
Jsjlftd the- -place for our Sea-side
And we were severed f at apart........
is the belter, to offer praise to God
By worse than death—dread lunacy.
Camp meeting Grounds. We hope
in a devotional frame of mind, or
'* In the asylum, lone and drear,
Bro. Adams will learn more of this
to madden over the same act as if
She sadly pines from year to year,
place and report again. Let those
Bereft of all her heart holds dear,
it were an alxmiination ? In which
Heart-broken, sighing wearily.
who visit other parts of the coast
case does the greater piety come
“Thus Satan’s draught my soul be sendin their reports and we will
in ? Recently we read of a deacon,
gttiled,
compare them.
Took from me home, friends, wife anti
who being accompanied on an
child}
Sister E. Himes, of Elma, W. T., autumn morning when the foliage
And now in death, despairing, wild,
I sink to endless agony !
in a private letter to us says: was all ablaze with high colored
“ Our little town is improving with hues, by a young friend, had his
“ With darkness hovering like a pall,
And in my ears the stern death-call,
new buildings. We had a new attention called to a clump of trees
I let my worn-out pencil fall,
Christian minister arrive here last which was specially attractive*
T q fuco the dread eternity.”
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