The Ohio organ, of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, [Ohio]) 1853-1854, 1853-10-21
A True Sketch.

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q The following faithful picture, drawn
by James H. Smith, Esq, Associate Edi-
ior Of the Wilmington Free Press, actu-
ally transpired in our own city of Ra-
leigh. We we'll remember the soul.
thrilling cries and narrowing shrieks of
the heart-broken mother. We stood near
the gallows as the unfortunate victim was
prepared for the fatal drop, and warned
| The multitude around to beware of strong
drink, the foul demon that had brought
him to his awful end. Anxiously he
looked for, and seemed to expect the APP
proach Of Courier bearing the Govern
or's Reprieve, and writhing under terror
and suspense, he would cry--"lt is hard
lit is hard for one so young to die the
felon's death-Ohl II whisky, whisky
cursed whisky! it has ruined me" The
last five minutes of his time had come /;
the Sheriff adjusted the rope and death
cap--the fatal cord was Strickland poor
MADISON JOHNSON hung between heaven
and earth-the disgraced and lifeless VIC
tim of strong drink.-ED. SPIRIT OF THE
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In the days of my boyhood | knew
young man who was in the 18th year Of
his age, or thereabouts. The healthy
blood flowed in his veins, and he bid
fair to live many years. But, although
\ nurtured by tender parents and taught to
avoid evil practices, he mingled in evil
/ company, and al last he began to drink
H liquor. His father, who kept grog-
shop, ascertaining that he drank to ex-
cess, forbid the clerk from letting his son
have any, on pain of being discharged.
H A few days after this order, the young
man entered his fathers shop, and de-
manded drink Of brandy.
II "Your father has positively forbade
me letting you have any" said the good
natured clerk. afsg. na .a
II "I don't care what he or you says
either" shouted the young man, for his
passion was becoming ungoVernable.
II "You can't have any liquor from this
h place, sir"
II III cannotW
HNot drop" @ aI M
Il "Then I'll have something else" said
the young man, iercely, drawing pis-
tol from his pocket and presenting it at
the frightened clerk. anaH
"Give me liquor"
Il 'tl'll die first"
Il ''Then die, I'll have LIQUOR"
II Areport, and the clerk fell a corpse on
H the floor. The murderer was arrested.
/ Mad with the effects of brandy, he ragged
the more those around endeavored to
pacify him. He became the sole occu-
Il pant of dismal dungeon-the felon's
home, and too often the poor drunkard's
home. The unfortunate youth was left
alone-alone with his own conscience,
and with no eye to watch the operations
of remorse when he became sober, but
the eye of the Eternal.
| The awful day of his trial is at hand.
He is put upon his trial and pleads moi
gully. Counsel use every stratagem to
clear him, but after a patient investga-
tion, twelve honest and capable men
pronounce him GUILTY OF MURDER. The
Judge, with sad heart yet an unyield'
ing sense of duty, pronounces the dread
full sentence of death upon the doomed
man. He is remanded back TO his dun
geon home, where, cut off from hope IN
this world, he might prepare for eternity
The revolving wheels Of time bring the
fatal Friday; the crowds of men are
gathering here and there, every pulse
| beating wildly. The law will be en-
forced. But what griefstricken group il
i this who are vending their way to the
I Governors mansionY They are the
t parents Of the doomed youth. They are
! making another soul-moving appeal t
> The Governor. See they are kneelint
5 at his feet, and are pleading for the frs
: pledge of their early love. The wilt
II screams of the heart-broken mother RIM
+ Y out clear upon the air, and reach eVeI