Democratic banner., 1847-05-24
D%kK9CRIFIC BINkE R
PUBLISHED
Regularly on every Monday Morning
AT LOUISIANA, PIkE COUNTY, Mo.
4 r. MURRAY, Editor and Proprietor
SONS and Sisters OF Temperance.

IN Wednesday tue zo.n ull., tne Sons Of
TeupeFance, Washington Division No. l
presented to the United Sisters Of Temper.
ance Of Nashville, Tenn, a handsome copy
Of the Bible. The Washington; Division
was represented by Rev. E. c. Slater, who
at the close of an address prepared for the
occasion, delivered to Mrs. DR.. Harris
w. P. s., the Holy Volume. Mrs. Harri.
responded in the following beautiful ad,
dress, which we publish by special request
ADDRESS.
On behalf of Association No. l, United
Sisters of Temperance, | accept the prof:
cred gift. Need l say, it is a gift above
price? A gift whose sacred truths will be
an unerring guide to our feet? We will
ever treasure it as a memento of Washing
ton Division No. l, Sons of Temperance.
We will prize it for its beauty of finish,
which certainly does honor to mechanical
genius. We will also prize it for the dis
tinguished emblem it bears. But far more
than these, we will prize it for that kind
and b~rotherly spirit which prompted you
to make this demonstration of your appro-
baton and esteem of our association. We
have never so fully appreciated the Order
of Sons of Temperance, until the same
spirit which actuated them burned in our
boscns, and the same motive, Charity, i'm
PEELED us to an organization of United Sis
tiers of Temperance. As an organized as
sociation, we are making our first effort; as
to numerical strength, we are also in our
infancy, and unkind ones have predicted
for US a signal failure. But there are spir-
its among US, at least in one respect, like
that of Bonaparte. He said the word "im-
possible" was bad French; we say the
word "~failure' is worse English, and we
only use it here, as a great General now
uses an opposing army, to despatchit it. We
expected oprosition-we are prepared to
meet it, nor will we be discouraged by the
novelty of our position. For tile assump-
ton of ladies, it is new here, but not so else
where. In our sister cities, similar i%nstitu-
tons have had unparalleled success, both
in their reforming influence, and the accu-
mutation of funds for charitable purposes.
In the city Of New York alone, there are
several thousand ladies who arc members
Of these associations. And shall the cold
blast of the north ~outstrip our genial south
ern breez. in waiting good to man.? Does
Imagination mislead me? or does my own
heart instinctively thrill with a true echo
Of your generous response? We will be
encouraged. This little r~ivulet, now me-
andering on within its tiny limits, is meet
ing tributaries in every quiet nook; and,
gradually increasing, may, Perchance, yet
bear upon its broad bosom the destinies Of
a world. Who will not take part in this
great work, fraught with such momentous
results?
Our emblems, VI think, present a beau
tiful trio of virtues-"Temperance, Faith,
and Charity" Much that is fair and beau
tiful Of human character-much that in.
sures mans happiness on earth, clusters a.
bout our first emblem. The cause of Tenn
Perance appeals to all, but more directly
to our sex. For where else, I would ask,
does the cnrse of intemperdnce so blight
ingly fall? Would you know who suffers
from its influence? Go to that hovel, once
his home, now deserted by the inebriate.-
See that emaciated creature with haggardI
face and tottering step. Do you recognise
the well developed form, once a fathers
pride; do you recognise there that sweet
happy face, whose image was craven on a
fond mothers heart; do you recognise there
that buoyancy of spirit and elasticity Of
step that gave new life to the circle of her
younger years; or do you recognise there
that smooth polished brow on which a now
Perjured husband, in all the confidence Of
hope, sealed with a kiss his solemn VOW
See those helpless babes, hear their piteous
cry for bread, yet, with all a mothers fevo-
ton, she cannot aid them-she has given
the last morsel, days gone perhaps. Fam
Ire is feasting upon her own vitals, yet this
is not the worst she suffers. Nay, her heart
is breaking, the fountain of tears is dried
up, she is dying of suffocation, inch by inch.
Could you look into the deep recesses Of
her heart, and there amid the treasured
memories Of earlier years, see in bold con-
trast, the wreck Of hope disappointed, con-
hdence misplaced, then, then you would on
ly know that she did, not how much she
suffered. Ia this wild waste of wo, we do
not see the saddest fragments, the light
shieh memory Gings eve buried hopes, is
glsoRisr than aughtt that meets the eye.
Al