Star of the Kanawha Valley. [volume] (Buffalo, Va. [W. Va.]) 1855-1856, 1855-02-28

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They tellusl the e3r Of temperance
is moving but slowl Ger the green
valleys ofAnericaeEthat her advo-
Gates are fewfand Weak, while those
of inte,nperaisce arr many and pow
erftll-that they agc concentrating
their forces totram1le her advocates
in the dust, and bury her in oblivion!
My friends, LEI it no; be SO: bu. soon,
very soon, letsus sec the spirit Of the
ruby wine, wilh the cod, damp dews
Of death on heg btes., and words of
decay written9bn i9sT-s.1wn, winging
her flight FROM eaytSlorever.
Young man, asSyEu climb the hill
]of fame and science, bid temperance
lean on youfsarm; then bow your
head before her sbrise, and swear al
legiance to hta. fcfsyer. Let your
appeals in herbeha,.frin in the halls
Of the gay and theS loble, and in the
vine-clad honns OF gae poor-let the
fairest and ttlh hriShtest> flowers of
your life be s.sewn n her p athway.
Then when YOUR l;sos i rrn an6gour
head reelines NEARLY On the bosom
of your mothcs ear!ht whenthe cold
damp dews. Of death are on your
brow, and the3last sigh ofearth has
assedyouriips, peace and hope, the
loved ones ofiempeyancc, viii wait
you home to your etcrnalrest. And
when your voice Is heard no more
among men, fnd VS. are laid II the
dust, then the Rido% and the orphan,
the gay>end tie gi(f3d, the light and
the free, all-1es, aR$haNbow with
silent love before your shrine, and
damp your tornb With their tears of
sadness. III { WI ..
Mothers, as g9a teach your loved
fones to bow in application before our
Almighty Father, bid them mtlrmer
a prayer for the Gauss oftcmperance.
Fairand much loved maiden, cease
to moye irthe soul inspiring dance;
bu:so place thy sn3~y shoulde. to
the<wheel. Cease to look on the ru-
by wine, but dash il down! let not
its sparkling fiyal arino ow n dark
| eye, but bid its dcnioniac spirit de-
part forever, Hook around thee ere
thou makest thy detision. 49,.
u See there an6ld islant ottering o er
the grave Of the iEobri'ate-there a
mother is weeping erIthe downfall
s4t i. sa1-e 3s:sysI,'t6 ..HT ne rfafSfss
scene Of all: IFS the death bed oil an
aged man! See; his life's blood is
slwoly ooziGg out. The murderer
has been here.t But how all is hush
ed-no sound Sails on the ear7-his
lips have ceased to move, and his
Hheart to throb4AS the old man is dead!
NoW another Scene passes before us:
| It's the. execution of the murderer
Now they lead aim forth. How pale
and haggcred Ne is,-aye, remorse
has not failed 10 do its work. But
listen; he is gohs< to speak: 'Tis as
you perhaps hRe antlcipa wine
| fred his brains Ah3Esrerenge stole in
and babe him sirike in the heart OF
his victim--butlook now! a fellow
traveller to etesaity is suspended be-
tween heaven 4nd earth! Now they
loosen the rorA, place him in the
rough box, andlay him in the grave
Of dishonor ami hoHelesF misery. /.
}, My friend, can y6u look on scenes
like this, and Sill .endpre the pre-
senoe Of the. 8mon that invented
them, and even darker. Many as
noble and gifted as you have lifted
up their voices5n behalf Of temper
ance-let not yapr voice be hushed.
Father, mothek. sister, brother, all
as you kneel AROUND the eonsecrated
altar let your Prayer be, "Oh, God,
lift up the head|ef temperance, which
is bowed downs : 4 E.. -
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