Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1854-08-18
BRoOKvIlIE COUNTY INDIANA FRIDAY AUGUST s 1854

4 without deep sorrow Of heart. lie maj
: ficd Mary Qulmby, my niece; swee
girl she was, too. Perhaps you remcm
Der he clerked In Mr.. Meals ptoro. II
} had freo access TO liquor thore formed a
appetite for II, and became very lntem
|. perate. lie eamo homo vofy late on
night from Jenku's tavern, and found hi
vito weeping. With terrible oalha h,
! commanded her 10 stop crying. Sh
could not. and romonatratcd. This OK
aspefatod him; he struck her 10 thl
iloor, aud With eharp knife gaahed he
flesh and hacked her limbs, and theI
ned away. leaving her half dead. Whel
the nelghbors came Ia they found he
insenable, and her babe alttIne BY hel
side. And when they uttered exclama
tlona OF horror, tho child held up lei
lands, covered with la mother'a blood
aud wept. said iathor Qulmby. with dee!
emotion. - fa ..l- SIS
II seems to me, uncle Jabex, you have
had your share Of tho fruits Of rum In
this town.
That We have, John; for thirty years
Il has been one unbroken stream OF mis-,
cry and wretchedness. 4 49,
How long did Mary live after that
Only about twelve hours.
l. What become Of Sturdevant
They pursued and apprehended him
and put In jail. After he became sober
he asked the jailer what he was In there
for. When he was told for killing hls
wife, he exclaimed, with astonishment
For killing my wife and sank down
upon the floor and wept like child
When he was sober he loved Mary, and
was willing to do any thing for her com
fort; but rum ruined him. In a few
weeks he had his trial, was condemed,
and executed for murder.
My conscience exc laimed John. II
seems to me, IL ten thousand demons
were turned loose upon the earth, they
could not possible do. more injury than
the traffic In run. p.t
Bless you, John, the evils liquor deal
ers have, inflicted upon this town can't
DO measured Ia this world, said uncI Ie
Jabez.
| shall call on jerks before 90 home,
aud give him piece OF my mind, said
Donaldson.vsl .etrlf4 tsfrses4
hwill do no good. He will only abuse
you for It.
Well, let him abuse; and will return
the compliment.
After dinner, Donaldson took leave Of
his old friend, and walked over to the
tavern. He found thick-set man in the
bar, with dark eyes, heavy whiskers, and
a large shock Of hair on his head, Civ
ing him savage appearance, which cor
responded very well with the idea DON
aldson had formed Of Jenks. Around
the fire sat three or four sleepy. ragged,
dirty beings, who looked as if they had
been disgorged from the dark regions Of
pandemonium-such as are generally
found about our low grog.shops, wait
ing for the finishing stroke OF the H.
cense law. One was lying on the floor
at full length, drunk. Two others were
standing at the bar, taking their drains
and making change. 3NN
Donaldson stepped up to the bar, and
said, | am circulating a petition to the
legislature OF this State for the passage
Of the Maine law. | didn't know hut
you would like to put your name down.
Well, sir, you must have very ex-
alted opinion Of my Judgement, said
jerks.
Why so asked Donaldson. aa
Why, TO think would be such fool
as to put my name to such paper as
that. replied jerks angerily.
Why, neighbor, you don't understand
il; it's TO secure law TO stop the sale
OF intoxicating drinks; or, to talk plain
English, to stop men from making pau
pers, criminals, Widows, and orphans and
from increasing taxation, and from mur-
dering men, said Donaldson, with much
emphasis. rrir ta
Do you mean to insinuate that ! am
guilty OF the things you have just men
toned !! asked the angry landlord, walk
ing towards Donaldson, aud assuming
rather a belligerent attitude,
How long have you been engaged in
the traffic I inquired Donaldson!
Fifteen years. sssff
Well sir, then must charge upon
you share Of the bloody work which
has been done in this town.
have kept this house a good many
years and have always kept II orderly and
quiet; and | don't want you TO come and
accuse me of things which are not true.
You nor any other man can point out
one thing that has ever been done in my
house of which you have accused mes
replied Jenks, in rage.
Suppose you go with me down to the
graveyard, and | will point out the
grave of young Woodruff, who was stab
bed in your house. Where is his blood!
Have you washed it all out ! asked
Donaldson, looking on the floor.
That was none Of my doings. They
got into a quarrel, and Schoolcraft stab
bed him, said the indignant landlord.
guess your hell porridge got into
them first.
You are one OF the radicals cold
water fools, that charge every thing to
liquor.
If you will go with me, continued
Donaldson, | will point out to you poor
Sturdevant's grave; yes, and the grave
VI nlb pOOI Whtf WhohA itC
murdered while under the influence Of
your rum.
Leave my house, you scoundrel! ex-
claimed jerks, in loud and angry tone.
What is the matter of that mani
asked Donaldson, pointing to the snor-
ing drunkard on the floor.
7 didn't force him to drink, replied
jerks, with violent shake of the fist.
Suppose you didn't. You took ad-
vantage OF his appetite for his money,
and drunkenness is the consequences
And you are just as guilty for taking |
away that mans reason as though You
had bored a spike gimlet into his head,
and God will hold you responsible for it,
continued Donaldson, with much earn
estness.
You needn't read any more of your