The Ohio organ, of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, [Ohio]) 1853-1854, 1853-04-08

holidays. Her petition grew larger
each day, and loftieT hope entered her
soul, and she no longer folded her
hands desparingly by asking, 'what
can woman do?" but she clasped them
with greatful earnestness and thanks
giving, that she had, even at this last
hour of life, learned that woman could
do so much.
She was Ostonished to see how the
fire, kindled onsthe altar of her own
spirit, communicated itself to others.
How ready they were to burn and
glow, to warm and cheer; how that
the match was applied to the long dry
faggots of human sympathy and hu.
man love. How fast she grew. Life
to her had become in one week, glo-
rious and beautiful, in doing good.
A friend said to her, "what is he
use, we can effect nothing; the Legis-
lature will spurn, or if they do not, :he
people will trample upon the law"
"All that may be true for time,"
was the reply. "The lawmakers Of
this year may spurn us; but the next
year a new set Of men are to be called.
If you and l, and every woman that
feels impressed with the necessitygOf
abating this terrible evil, speak out
boldly our thoughts, not only speak it,
but show to our neighbors, by exter-
nal effect, that we are sincere, that
we are willing to bear some sacrifice
for truth and right, will they not be
effected by us, and learn to 60 with
us, and when another battle is to be
fought, will not the agitation and ex-
citement induce the people to come
forth in their strength for or against;
and thus though the friends of tenn
perance fail this year or next, and
again and again, still we shall ulti-
mately triumph; for so sure as the
God Of love reigneth, the rightfmust
prevail"
Thus argued, thus plead EVeleen
Wade, the beautiful, fashionable, fas-
cinating Eveleen Wade, and mind after
mind yielded to her influence, and
gave earnest, helping hands to her
labors.
Not only had she abandoned her
New Years party, but scores who
were to have been her guests, entered
into her plans, and they in turn in
duced others, and when the Christ
mas morning was ushered upon the
city, by the merry shout and loud re-
joicings of those who knew no want
or care, thousands Of hearts, that one
week before, were coldly throbbing
with almost despair, were beating
high with renewed hope, and were
enjoying substantial comfort for the
day and time, through the influence
of one fashionable woman who had
resolution enough to live out the
promptings of her better nature.
And were none made happy but the
recipients Of these favors? None, do
you ask? Not one who entered into
this great work, but realized in heart
felt satisfaction that great .ruth--"It
is better to give than to receive, and
doubly more blessed to give than to
waste. And such a Christmas was
spent in the humble home Of Frank
and Caroline Wilson.
All! it would take another long tale
to tell it as it should be told. You
will never forget little Helen, or her
earnest appeal to her mother--"Don't
let Mrs. Wilson cry So"
Gentle reader, I know my tale has
no force, no strong excitement, no
fatal, no startling denouement; nothing
in it but what might have happened,
if it has not, and part of it has hap
pened. Turn not fromit as a stalestory
but let it be a hint, a suggestion to
you Of the good you may do, if you
but try. Has not your heart been
prompted, and have you not shrunk
from duty, and said" 1t is no use,