Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1850-09-06
CHAPTER ".
A WORD IN coNcIusIoN.

| HAVE not, kind reader, as you have al
ready perceived, made any attempt to star
tie you with strange incidents or ingeniously
woven plot. Mine is story of simple truth,
told in the language of fiction out Of respect
to the parties whose history | have taken as
q subject of instruction. | hope what is
written may not be without some good eff
feet for there never was, perhaps, a period
in the history of the temperance cause,
when there was more necessity for thinking
IN the part of the people. than the present.
Owing to causes which il may not be prop
or to discuss in this department, the Demon
Of the Cup is again traversing society,
dressed in all the pOmp and splendor of fash
ionable gaiety. He luEls in the sparkling
wine cup, and emerges therefrom unseen to
enter his victims bosom, until his serpentine
coils grow closer and closer, and he is crushed
in the depths Of moral degradation! With
this palpable fact staring us in the face, it
becomes the duty of all men and women
who love the Gospel of JESUS, and hope for
the moral emancipation of h1manity, toprac-
Use the high and holy precept of the rever-
end PAUL, never hesitating to exercise a lit
tie selfdenial for the sake of our brethren
and sisters-lemembering always that God
Is our father asd all mankind are his chill
dren.
But perhsps my reader, my fair young
friends IN Particular, will feel sufficient in
terest IN Charles and Fanny, to desire to
knoYfhe sequel to their history. l will tell
yoHwhat you have doubtless anticipated.
Last summer, having occasion to rus
ticate for a short season in the country, |
took occasion to visit my friend, whom |
have introduced to you by the soubriquet of
CHARLES VoGELsANDT. | found him in
one Of his fertile fields, engaged, like a true
nobleman Of nature, In reaping his bread
and independence from his native soil. He
was not long in escorting me to his new and
neatly furnished home, where l found my
sehoolmate FANNY, now grown almost out
Of my memory, iAdastriously engaged in
experimenting the affairs of the household.
She had grown to be a lovely Woman, in
whose clear bbnc eye the light of happiness
serenely shope, and where girlish Innocence,
simplicity and beauty, were strikingly daguer
reotyped IN a sweet little girl who had seer
some four or five summers-may she never
feel the frosts Of moral winter
Old Mrs, Vogelsandt was still living. and
though very aged and inirm, / found hel
unusually cheerful and animated. At tn,
ainner table, by Fanny's request, she re
lated the dream of the Demon of the Gun.
with a pathos, an energy that made a dec
Impress ion on my mind, and caused me NC
ask permission Of the parties to use it as
gray EAT in the volume of reform.
Ana now, to you, young men, let mt
say a friendly word before we part. BE-
WARE o. THE DEMON OF THE Cur, 1fol
az f9st il btteh ike a serpent and siiagetI
Efs - adder."
And to you, young ladies, let ne sa,
tAat your mission ON esFth-is ahighahd he
y one. Do not smile when YOU are toll,
that You have INFLUENeE-for it is the oil
Of CODA T" talent entrusted to YOUR car
by he great Steward of Humanity for th
use or abuse Of which he will hold you re,
ponsible. D~iscountenance the use of into,
icatIng liquors as a beverage, whenever 70
ind a lifting opportunity, and yod viii thu
be doing your part in subduing that gre:
river of sorrow which has been sweIIed
Amazonie magnitude by the bitter tears
your sex, caused to flow, alas ! how Otter
by incompetence and its kindred vices
Throw your influence against the vice in
incipient stages be firm in the prosecute
of a high moral purpose, and heaven vi
bless you with lie Of
LOVE, a HoPF, AND PEAcEi
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