The Ohio organ, of the temperance reform. (Cincinnati, [Ohio]) 1853-1854, 1853-07-15

wife Mind her own business /; they
had nothing to do with her perishing
fool of husband let him de-" No
one argued the matter as to the legal
liability Of taking this mans spade,
that mans ladder, and the other mans
boards or the penalty attached to
destroying the masonry and despoil-
| ing the works. No, no! there was a
man to be saved. All else was for
| gotten, and in the full tide of human
sympathy they risked themselves to
save him. And he was saved. "He
is saved he is saved!" went up with
shout Of Joy that shook the very
heavens above them "He is saved p
was echoed from every street and
alley. He is saved !" cried the
young wife, as with streaming eyes
she clasped her infant to her breast
and thought Of his relieved wife and
little ones "He is saved! bless
God r. murmured the aged mother,
and the image of her own son fitted
before her. "He is saved I" burst
forth, as from one voice from the
whole village heart. And yet, this
was but one man, day Iaborer, famed
for no extra virtue. Had he died, his
would have been but short agony.
His wife would have shed tears Of
sorrow, but not Of shame. His chill
dren would have been fatherless, but
no dark stain would have sullied their
lives no withering memory would
have blighted their young hearts.
Oh, men, oh, women how strange
ly inconsistent you are. There are a
hundred thousand dying this day in
the United States: a hundred thous-
and crushing beneath a weight more
terrible than the ground in the we'll
dying suffering, lingering death, that
will as surely come to them, if no
hand is raised to save them, as it would
have come to the man in the well.
Frantically wives are pleading. Fran
tically mothers are inploring. Save
them, save them ! Dig away the
temptations that have covered them
up. Tear upthe masonry Of law and
public opinion that is pressing in upon
them and burying them still deeper
and endangering those that are now
safe. HurI the stones of selishnes'
from their places. Take this mans
\ rope, that ones ladder: but help
help, in mercy help, ere that hundred
\ thousand die Idle in torments awful
terrible die in misery, shame anc
sin Help. help! they are the wise
the good, the great, the artisan, tho
mechanic, the merchant, the farmer
and the student. Save them, oh
save them from the drunkard's tomb
Let them not be buried alive in pas
sion and temptation. Up through the
dark aisles of life, with the hollow
voices Of despair, they are calling to
/ you to save them or theyperish. On
/ lift the load that is crushing them and
that they have no power to resist.
| Look into the faces Of the loved ones,
growing pale with anguish. Look at
the deep furrows which tears have
worn in the sisters cheek. Look at
the sunken eye and wan lip of the
4 wife. Look at the bowed form and
\ grey hairs Of the mother, and let your
\ hearts be removed. Stand no longer
\ idly wailing, while your victims perish
day by day. What if his jeopardy is
self imposed. So was that of the
man in the we'll /; but did you with
hold your hands? What if the prop
erty will be destroyed and the rights,
of others interfered with? So was it
with the property that covered the
man in the well but human life de.
manded the sacrifice, and it was cheer
| fullv made, y aA '"'