The Ottawa free trader., 1851-07-19

lobe where strong drinks are used:
ArPEAL TO THOSE WHO TRAFFIC
STRONG DRINK.
by JAMES NICHOLSON.
Ye who death and misery sell,
Famous caterers for hell
Greatest couqner0rs mind,
NuItures preylng on mankind;
le who live on human groans,
On widows tears and orphans means,
llearuess men, | call on you--
mds other work to do
Spread your uiumphs farther still
Heart and BRAN with madness fill;
Sui your fiery liquids roll
Blot Gods image from each soul
Leave no oasls spot IN this
Sin bctrodden vi dcrness
Ie who this vile trade pursue,
Find some other work to do.
Men ofreputation high,
Living most when others die,
Sinking in your beds OF down,
Think how many souls have flown
To dark eternity,
With their last breath cursng ye.
In yOu guiiwhcfc vengeance flames,
Aucuish'd spirits shrek your mines
In yOn record Oi despair,
Read your own dark doom with care
Deem II not an Idle boast,
To bc losers Of the lost.
We who tins vile trade pursue,
Find some other work 10 do
Well know that ye are priced,
And by churches ldoIlzcd.
To the eldcrshp they raise
Men in principle how base
Men who wal upon the Lord,
And at saCrameuta board
Bear the sacred chaiice, iGaught
Wuhth emb.ematlc drnught,
Butto-nurrow lmu-t teilJ
Distribute the cup OF he'll.
Nc who this vie lradc pursue,
Find some other work to do.
Bolt the church 5 sncred door
On these robbers OF The poor;
Cast the fruits OF misery
From the Christian treasury -
Blood upon their Offering lies,
'Ming.mg with the sacrifice
Judas kccpihy gory gains;
Aught OF thine GODS altar stains;
Think not thus thy deeds to hide,
Bloody minded tranclde,
lr who tins ylle trade pursue,
Find some other work 10 do,
Christians from your solemn rites,
Drive the hollow hypocuC'
Mock not Heavens Eternal King
With then trIgned worshppng,
Lest the bolt vengeance burst,
And huri them down to shades accurst.
We who this vile trade pursue, %
Find some other work 10 dol
Some one knocketh al,hy bar
Go, attend your customer;
Is the drUUkard CaNcth theC
Mete hlm Out some misery
Sc you take from mm ms last,
Ire the burning stream be- taste.
Now tis done the deed Is DER,
Sre' he staggers from your door,
Ger the cau~cway Tccleth hc
To h.- dwelling follow me.
Ncwho lhI, vie trade pursue,
Find somc other work to do
Up the dlft-eucrusted star,
Dark as any tigers ialr,
ReddtT CLEANS has b.ood-shot eye
Hank It Is ms ChIidren's cry:
In that miserable bed
Nhoi is she with bandaged head
IT'S the molher--rpunJ her cling
Year-wet faces in rngl
See how beautifully she lies -
All she wakes not at their Crles.
Must tell yc--angels sweet
Mothers heart has ceased to beat.
Ie who this dark trade pursue,
Find SOME other work 10 do
Once happy wife was she,
Til neglect aud misery
Drove the red blood from her check
Crushed her womau's spirit meek.
Thus she plned--uud what is worse,
Fell avIcum 10 the curse.
Now the brOken-hcarcd wife
Pays the forfeit with her HE.
Sleep Maria calmly sleep,
God thy hlllc ones viii keep.
We who this vie trade pursue,
Find some other work 10 DO.
Now the rugthot happ'd her DER,
bangles al brokers door;
Now the husband hath his gill,
And it, price hath hcap'd thy ill.
But his Chi,drcu--whcIc are they }
To the work house borne away;
Like torn flowers left to pine
Demon ticnd this work is thine.
lc who this vie trade pursue,
Find some other work to do!
lfyou'd quit the world IN peace,
Let this teaHu. traffic cease
Distribute your Ill got gain,
'Mong the children Of the slain,
Lest the whitening curse you weave,
One day ITO your children Clcayc.
Ge who this vile trade pursue,
Find ssme other work to do
Workmcn let thy foot no more,
Cross the threshold OF his floor;
Deaths dark ensign yondcr waves,
Marking out the place oigraves;
In the merrest bosom there,
LuIks the demon OF despair;
But the spirlt-dcalcr's soul
l. the darkest OF the whole.
Ye who this vile trade pursue,
Find some other work 10 do