Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1853-10-26
For the Grant County Herald.
Reply 10 Ngr. s. Haal7ood.


"Such law Is an insidious scheme TO
aoridgs civl liberty" Most cordially do
we agree with you; for such law is
calculated to dim the deep, honest blush
OF health on the drunkard's nose, and ex-
change his tattered garments for neat
and comfortable clothes, and quench e.
wis, without number, in his degraded,
cherries home in short, it tends to
make man of him, and abridge his sci
u,I liberties.''
Pardon us for drawing your attention
to another subject, but while YOU are a.
bout your work of Philanthropy, we hope
you will draw the attention of the peo-
pie to another encroachment on the civil
rights, and aid in tearing down the bal
ustrades on the sides of some of the brid-
ges for when you cross them it is your
"clcI liberty" to go wherever YOU please
and not hem'd in on each side; and it
would be nobody's business if YOU run
off from all the bridges and into all the
bitches in Christendom you have nat
ural ''llberty' to do SO, most assuredly
and If you should pass over very dan
gerous road without getting bruised, it
might Introduce malignant feelings be.
tween neighbors" for they would envy
you; and beside that, it is always best
to get as deeply into the maud as possible
and then no one can push you lower
and you will feel in the depths of your
soul, that you edo not need a guardian"
and have that piece of nina which tho
world cannot take away.
"a majority of those who use intoxi-
eating liquors are as good citizens as any
In the country" they are indeed; they
merely use it for their health; and as we
see the imprisoned spirit looking out,
through its bloodshot windows to the
glass of Satanic nectar, we can exclaim
with Solomon s'There is a way which
seemeth right unto man, but the end
thereof are the ways Of death.' Arc
you fond of beauty? then survey the e.
thereal glow of the drunkard's face do
you love the fragrance of summer roses ?
your soul win be satisfied as human
toast, stepped in whiskey, staggers near
you on the sidewalk! o they are de-
lightiul, these "rights of temperate citi-
zens - but we can tell you, that if q
young man Of our acquaintance votes a.
gainst the "AIaine Law" we shall be
nightly .tacinated with him jorepsr after
wards, and the farther off he goes, the
better we shall like him. We have seen
too many bright eyes and rosy cheeks
faded away, blighted by the degrading
miseries of .drunkard's home and we
shall take care that another beau ideal
does not prove to be one of those light
headed simpletons who think it is in
iringng upon their 'uIvIL LIBERTIES"
to pass law which forbids the sale of
himself brute. We believe this Law
to be mortal enemy to the, Fugitive
Slave Law" for it tends to free man
from the "infamous" chains of intempe-
rance, which, like an eternal, tireless
boa constructor, tighten and tighten a.
round him, until they crush his death
less soul and his blackened form floats
on to the gates Of eternity, bleeding,
bloated mass of depraved humanity, once
the image Of its Divine Creator, now the
preservation of all that is vile Ought
not every man to have the use of his
mental faculties, and be at his post, now,
when the political realm is foaming with
agitation, and the eyes of the UNION are
almost starting from their sockets as they
vainly try to penetrate the darkness of
the future, and in it read the destiny of
this young and beautiful Republic? Let
men fill their heads with truth instead of
the fumes Of intoxication, and go to the
work with noble and determined hearts;
for such fame weaves unfading laurels,
and Eternity waits to sound their praise
in those everlasting illimitable halls Of
glory, there to be repeated forever.
"Sir times hath guilt, thro' all his giant frame
Conyulsve tremblsd as the mighty came
Oftimes hath suffering mercy spared in vain
But Heaven shall burst its starry gates again."
And now we believe those "starry
gates" are opening and the "angel of
mercy" descending TO dry the tears of
the suffering and make men noble and
happy once more. :. Justice sheds light
from his celestial wings; and the rills
shout with newborn, song, ard "Old
Ocean" teens its mighty waves 10 swell
the ANTHEM OF THE FREE. Slumber
not rise and aid, ye brave hearts and
noble souls and may God bless you for
ever. IHE Urls.
Grant Co. Wis, Oct. l8 1853.