Daily American telegraph., 1852-07-26

haggard and wild with agony. Then he fell
into deeper sleep-a sleep from which no
physician ever tries to waken any one-a calm
er, paler colder sleep than the other had been.
Charley, my dear children, was dead
His dear little body was strewn with roses
as it lay in its small rosewood coffin and sprn-
kled with the saddest tears of Margaret and
the other sisters The father did not shed any
tears over it, He was too much agonized to
weep He would not look on his dead boys
face, but shut himself into his chamber, and
spoke bitterly against the almighty, irresistible
Power which had taken, second time, his
dearest treasure on the earth Oh, if he had
but thought, as Margaret thought, when she
leaned over the sweet, still face, half blinded
by her tears, to take last look, that Charley
was not there, to be shut away from their
sight and laid in the ground-that he had gone
to be with his dear, blessed mamma in heaven
if he had thought thus, perhaps he would have
bowed his head, and prayed, Goods will be
done!"
But he did not pray thus. He was not will
ling that Gods will should be DONE His own
will would have been, to have kept his precious
Charley with him; to have frolicked with him,
petted him, and perhaps spoiled him for that
happy world. He felt as though the great
Father in heaven was his enemy, and had done
him all the evil in His power He said, bit
terly-
II care for nothing, now. There is nothing
worth living for! Fate-you may call it
Providence if you will, Margaret-has done
it's worst! | have nothing more to hope for or
fear in this life"
Poor man his heart threw away, as it SEEM
ed, all his dear girls who loved him so much,
and would SO willingly have comforted him !!
He would not stay to be comforted by them.
He could not find comfort anywhere, with his
rebelious heart. So he tried to forget his sor-
rows. He began to drink great deal of wine,
and sometimes even stronger drink until, in
less than year, the once highly respected, the
talented Mr. l. bore the name Of drunk
ard. He was not yet common sot, wallowng
about the streets and cutters; but he seemed
on the high road to that state. He still kept
up some appearances of responsibility, and did
not beat his children-only scolded them when
he was intoxicated. But even the youngest of
them soon saw that q great change had come
over their papa and their dear home.
PART n.
SISTER" said Rose to Margaret, one day,
"please, why won't you buy me that muslin
dress for examination"
"My DEAR" said Margaret sadly, "I have
no money for new dresses now."
"But why don't pa give you some, like he
used to ?0
"As he used to, my dear, you should say"
"Yes what makes pa so cross and curious!"
other day he made me sit up in his lap, and
drink some of that bad medicine he drinks all
the time. / didn't like it bit Then, by and
by, he pushed me right away, and let me fall
on the floor, and told me to 90 along off and
let him alone Margie, what ails pa?"
Margaret had stopped the fine stitching
, which she had been holding close to her eyes
and had leaned her face on her hand. Rose
and Abby were surprised to see tears flowing
down her cheeks. They had never seen her
cry before except after mother and little Char
ley died They felt like crying, too, from SYM
pathy; and little Abby threw her arms around
her neck, and hugged her with all her little
might to coax her not to feel so bad"
Margaret very soon wiped her eyes, lifted
her head, and looked kindly on them.
al cannot tell you now, dear children" she
and tonight you shall go with me to hear a
lecture; and perhaps you will find out what is
the matter with our poor dear papa!N
Rose and Abby went away wondering, and
wondered on until evening. Then, their sister
dressed them in their Sunday frocks and bon
nets, and took them out with her, to large
Hall, which they found crowded almost to over
flowing with people.
"A gentleman soon got up, and began talking
very earnestly to the people. Rose and Abby
listened very eagerly. but could not hear much
at first the people kept laughing so often, and
then stamping with their feet; while others
though only few, tried to hiss. At last, the
crowd became more silent; the lecturer began
to initiate poor drunken man, staggering
about the stage, talking thick, and suffering,
till he seemed more like beast than a human
being; then suddenly he Strengthened himself
up, and turning his eyes full on his audience,
exclaimed
| "Who, that can be man, will make him
self brute like that! A brute like men who
are stumbling about your own city streets, just
for the sake of the drink that is deadly fire to
the body and to the soul Don't say to your
selves Il don't drink vulgar GIN and rum |
have nv wine and brandy' Poison-Sout-
poison is in both and he who begins with the
one, in the parlor, may look well to his steps,
lest he end with the other in the guttero
Rose and Abby looked timidly around at
their sister Margaret had dropped her thick
black veil over her eyes. They thought they
felt her trembling and wondered if she could
be crying again, there in meeting. too But
they turned their heads quickly again, for the
man had begun to talk to children.
He told them of the good one little child
might do-of the good many children had DONE
in coaxing their fathers or brothers to sign the
Total Abstinence Pledge. He talked to them
of the danger they ran, if they ever formed the
habit of tasting the poison, and begged them
and warned them never to suffer drop to pass
their lips.
After he had finished he led a little girl for
ward on the stage, who was not much larger
than Abby. She was very sweet singer; her