The organ of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, O. [Ohio]) 1852-1853, 1852-09-17

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die the death OF drunkard Think of
this We young men of America forget
it not young men of Iowa.
Some young men begin to sip the
enchanting worm of the still, thinking
they can 60 so far in indulgence and
then stop, irrespective of the Jaw of
habit-bnt they soon find that for.
bearance of restraint has bound them
and their darling sin too closely togeth-
er to be disunited by good resolutions
or pure intentions. No matter what
your vocation may be, from that of
scayenger in the street to Senator Of
the nation--you never will be benef-
ted by the use of Intoxicating drinks,
nor made wiser by its sparkling hue.
The educated and illiterate are un-
der the same communicating influence
and either of them who are votaries
to this immoral, detestable, and heaven
insulting vice, will have the "ominous
inscription written upon their brow
transmitted from the God of heaven
that no drunkard shall enter there.
Now a word to you of the gentle
sex-yoU whose modesty and virtue
should be safeguards to your character
and happiness-should you be intro
duced to one of the opposite sex
whose conduct or countenance gives
tokens of intemperance-turn from
him as you would from a pestilential
yapor, rejoicing that you have csca-
ped the meShes of one who, though he
might speak smooth words, would
bring upon you sorrow and distress in
its direst form. Such young men in
the character of suitors somitimes dis
card the sparkling wine to perfect the
ruin Of some virtuous one-but the
wolf soon sheds his coat and the self
created appetite regains its former
power, perhaps strengthened by re-
straint. What think you must be the
feelings of a sensitive wife and mother
whose husband-leaving her and her
offspring victims of shame and sorrow
spends his time at taverns, drinking
and revelng mblushingly? and per-
haps in addition to her sorrows she
has the well grounded suspicion that,
forgetting the fidelity pledged her in
the days Of their happiness, he is follow
ing her "whose house is the way to
hell, going down to the chamber of
death" The detected wife may then
/ think of times past she may then intui-
lively think of her former prospects,
but alas, time has sped its wonted
flight and produced its changes, and
the once aItcctionate husband is no
, longer the same. Think Of these
t things, Young ladies of Iowa dismiss
$ all such Sutors and be thankful tha
2 you have escaped the wiles Of hin
a who, though pleasing and captivating
| ''his lions hide concealed an asses
5 skim Such wooers would bcnuml
/ the finest sensibiIites of the heart, anC
t transform the purest female delicacy
! into a stall Of incontncnce or they
f would raise the vestaI gate of feminine
, purity and let in the unholy, lecherou'
waters Of salicity and let it run and fiji
, the earth till few, few would be lef
to tell the tale of woe. Remember tina
this is an age of great intrigue-un
, preCedented in the annals of crime
, therefore if you have formed an at
, tachment with one who is not frienC
] Of temperance, it is best to retreat If
time ere your vestal star shall sink il
+ night which knows no dawn.
Now ye philanthropists--ye whose
influence shall be felt when We shall
be deposited in that place appointed
unto all living" l appeal to You Sc.
veralIy and Individually to do some
thing to arrest and annihilate the ac-
cursed uaffic-to do something to
de-thronc the internal Hydran--to
do your part to bring to naught this
detestabe harbinger of hell. In the
form Of a mandate this same voice
most hallowed, emanates from the
throne of God; this same voice ap-
peals to you, to me, and to all lovers
of mankind. Erect, then, the banner
of temperance, inscribe therein-as
vour motto-THE MAINE LIQUOR
LAW, and there let it wave, festoon-
ed in spotless purity.
Maine has broken the ice--she was
the first to set this rebellious monster
at naught--a monster arrayed in helPs
bIackest nudity. She says to us, do
the same, This is an important era in
the annals of American history. Could
| but make my voice heard in the
dwellings Of the land, would say,
We mothers whose sons are wont to
taste the sparkling wine--now when
the interest exists, send in petitions
bathed with maternal tears, imploring
the Legislature to hear for once your
earnest entreaties, beseeching them to
do their part to destroy this culpable
traAic--that Of vending intoxicating
/ beverage.