Waupun Prison Light, April 16, 1892

Waupun Prison Light

April 16, 1892

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Issue date: Saturday, April 16, 1892

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Next edition: Saturday, May 7, 1892

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Publication name: Waupun Prison Light

Location: Waupun, Wisconsin

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Years available: 1892 - 1892

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Prison Light, The (Newspaper) - April 16, 1892, Waupun, Wisconsin THE PRISON LIGHT. "A LICHT IN THt Vol. 1, No. 4. VorPefeonUcht. TAKE MY HAMD. Ottr pathway o'er the hill of life Is oft-times rough and steep, The clouds so dark and threatening, I scarce can courage keep; I tremble oft and cannot stand. Unless thou, Father, take my hand. The tempter spreads his many snares To trip my weary feet. Perhaps he thinks if once I fall, His victory is complete. Alone, I cannot them withstand, I pray thee, Father, take my hand. Whene'er the way is smooth and bright, I am more apt to stray, Because I on myself rely, Then fall out by the way. All by myself I cannot stand; Bnt Thou wilt hold my hand. The close of life comes on apace, It may be very near, But if I'm walking close to Thee, I have no need to fear; Thon'lt lead me to the shining strand, I trust thee, Father, take tnv hand. A. B, WAUFUN, WIS., For Prison Light THE tlNEtf CLOTHES AND THE FOLDED NAPKIN. The linen clothes laid by St. Luke. "And the napkin that was about His head, not lying with tfaJinenQhthes, but wrapped together in a place by John. What were the designs of this Apparently trivial incident of the Resurrection to show ttie voumtarmess, ueuueiauou and collected ness with which the Savior rose. It was a strong circum- stantial refutation of the fiction which the chief priests and elders sought to promulgate, "Say ye, His disciples oia JeWl- mination. That it is a Herculean tadt to rehabilitate one's character is aft pted fact, anu although we are attempting to crawl under the tent of Daniel and thereby enter a plea of justification for our own misdeeds, yet we firmly believe that many a downfall can be safely attrib- uted to that stern-browed mentor, ex- perience, wherein the child is tutored in a most relentless way. Many parents run the risk of true innocence being destroyed and of hav- ing a cloud settle down over the whole future of the child by not encouraging confidences and explaining openly the things that some one else will h selfish motives. "Give a and hang rona Give a person credit O conquest over it, tenderly took these habiliments in His hands, carefully folded them, wrapping one in a place bv itself, and left them in the charge of angels? K R H For the Prison It is useless, they sav. to continue 7 against society, and that heroism of virtue is like the courage of Don Quix- ote, fighting against a windmill which ia wrecked by a single breath of air. Chivalry, we nrght say. of another century, which should only inspire pity in this. We admit that self de- nial is a stern-faced angel, but if we hold him hard and fast long enough. he will most assuredly whihf er words of ia thr darkness of night stars appear above us and gladly share our loneliness. To be more explicit, thin world is what you and I make it. We oft times choose our path without taking the precau- tion of peeping into the dense thicket ahead of us. If the n-Milt of our ad ing nature, we are apt t lake all the credit to ourselves. If we encounter diflicultes and everything goes wrong, we too often, in the endeavor to es- cape censure and blame our associate-. The Ih-t of youth that all hearts are not true, all protestations of friendship not genuine. and all professed acts of kindness and loyally have proved to be un- matched in many instances, goes far toward marring the grandest pictures nnd us of the most cherished traditions of our Itoyhood. There are times in all our lives when everything goes wrong; (lays that arc cold and dreary, when there seems neither joy- on earth nor hope in heaven. Then it is that we feel the pang of loss, of a wasted life and the bitter wound Vnottnr }mw lirrhtlv VfHl f have flung the burr it will stick. Who, asks a writer, is the of- fender? The young man who is striv- ing for a new character or the sham, pretending friend who conspires to prevent the young man's laudable pur- pose? Let us one by one, in taking leave of this penal institution, go forth fully prepared to battle with the upsand downs of life and convince those who once knew us that we are not wholly (fepraved or devoid of rnanly traits of cha tauter. In doing this we cannot only bring our friends and relatives to a sense of appreciation, but we can cause them to be proud they once knew us. One great trouble frith many of us is the fact that we quite frequently are enabled to point out the flaw in the eye of our associate, but fail to observe a whole Haw mill in our own if we make a specialty of flaw picking we will soon find ourselves encumbered with burdensome thorns. This is the time in life when we should allow memory to linger upon all that !M ;ind rhsirminy and when hope should scatter her most glowing tints O over the fast approaching future, or in the words of the poet, "We are aide to see in this stage of life, glimpses of the truth that the chief glory con- sists not in the remembrance of feats of prowess, nor in the egotistic exer- cise of power, but in the conquest of peevish weaknesses, in the brightness of IIOJK'. and in the discrimination of happiness around." HFNRV PALMER. Love (hinkelh no evil." FASHIONED, BUT GOD SAID SO. The wicked shall be turned into hell, and ail the nations that forget Psalm 9 .17. ;