Minnesota weekly times. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1854-1859, 1856-03-22
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nish the necessary explanation. We acknowl-
edge that their perusal harrows up our
feelings, sends the bot blood burning and whirl-
ing through cur veins, that we dare not add any
thing ourselves. We ask every opponent OF the
Maine Law, every advocate of legalized traffic
under any form of restriction into whose hands
our paper may fall, to read them and ponder well
the moral: tEr
T. W. BRowN But for the brand Of shame
now burning hotly upon my swollen cheek, and tie
tremulOus throbbing of the fire Of He'll in every
vein, should have written another word at tho
commencement of this scrowl-most true and at
fectionate of friends. Deep from beneath the
half-consumed ruins of my better manhood, that
endearng appellation came involuntary throb-
hing up: but dare not write it.
Q. if yon were with me, you could again save
me from this fearful bondage. God How this
nightmare Of Hell sits upon me How these
devils tear and torture me !! l am sinking down
dow down, and no help!
DO YOU remember your two meetings in -?
and the young man that there needed your ap-
pcals, and before crowded audience, staggered
forward and begged of YOU to save him l viv-
idly remember how cordially and firmly you laid
your palm in mine, and looked me steadily in the
eye, told me to stand up in the dignity of man
hood, and be n slave no more. Aud remember
too, the warm tear you left upon my hard As YOU
bid me God speed, and lef; for the cars. Had
ALWAYS found such friends, should not now be
burnn up soul and body.
Brown, I am lost Ard how horrible to die
in this way-how horrible l can beat TIE red
waves no longer. They cannot sell when
the sod is over me.
Mary. my gentle and in; ;u-el wife, is dead AMI
nv boy sleeps beside her. My old mother is up
On her pillow of earth, and no link holds me to
earth, and vet hate to die il d~unkard! My lit
tie home has soue under the Sheriif's hammer,
and am Il maniac IN the den where my ruin has
been W, ought. 4 SO called friend of temperance
in IN evil honr persuaded Inc 10 take sling for
4 cold and in came all the devils Of the pit up-
on me. -,...
Good bye! | would write moro of all the sad
and bitter things which crowd for uttcrance IN
my weary heart. but my hand is unsteady, and
fear YOU will not to hear from me HOW.
think of you often, and pray God 20 spare your
great heat to beat for the poor victims of
rum. Ii | could look in Your eve. grasp YOUR
hand. md lean upon YOU, | could live. Bui that
cannot b.. am watched, for the drunkards
madness has been upon me-, or would this mr.
start enn less an on foot for YOUR home in the
west. | know You would not turn from yonr
door or give me rum. M2rc;ful Gnd! the d'vil,
all coming >bac., rain I! Iii come or del
Give me your hand, Brown-s.vc it Eow =
rhev-"
The letter came unln shed. At the bottom is
postscript by friend:
s.DEAR SIR the writer Of the
above died of delirium trtmcns last night about
2 o'cl ck-the most awful sight ever lookeI
rpon vet. He had torn hS tongue from h
mouth, and mangled his arms from the elbow to
the han Is into miro ,-mcat, and was as wet with
blood when he died as though dipped in Il pond
of it. He died imploring God for mercy, ani
>hrirking to YOU for help. Think ne it his wish
that von should his last lines, l have mailcI
1hem to your address.
Respectfully. -
The scrowl came az the maniac left it scarcely
readable, blotted with the drops of ink, if
shaken from trembling nib, ami every whcro
stained with tears.
Rum has killed another noble one, by q more
lcvlish than savage torture, it has killed him !
Another murd'r is recorded il Heaven. Re2klnS
with hot smoking gore, ana shrickin" with mad
ness, ANOTHER soul has gone to MS Maker. More
blood cries from the q ound. Another trophy of
manhood frei gifted with the hopcso two worlds,
has been won l,y the parent cur Thank G,d!
mot!c, earth is kinder than men. Her sod it,i
AIMS shield the crrng of earth. The cold blood
ed butchers Of the traffic cannot wreak their ver
geancc upon Or coin money out Of the carrion of
The dc d.
remember the night the young man signed the
pledge. in company with n number OF his associ-
atcs, ana all wrre more or less under the intu
ence of liquor, they filed their bottles AMI came
70 the church for The purpose of disturbing tho
meeting sat innied a'ei YIN front of m.
most noble looking yorng man, even in his dis
gu:se. While warm in Tic work, addressing INV
appeals TO the Young incn, yet tracing the stoal-
thy and fatal gliding Of the Subtle cirarm r, and
the SLOW weaving Of co!lsftcr coil around his VIC
;im. sprane from his seat, and shrieked
wildly, his eye eluring Upon the floor betwe the
speaker and alter Again and again he shriekcd
a will. wailng voice, and stood upon his scat
Then dash;ng his bottle upon the floor, he spranS
over the alter raid, and clutched me in grasp of
iron. Up to this time, supposed him some mad
man. but his breath, as he held his face clos Q
to mine, indicated the character Of his mad
ness. For q full minute he looked me in the eve
the audience intensely hushed, and Fl lends. cx-
pectng violence from The Young man. At last he
burst in.o tears. an in tones low and touching
Ike those Of pie .ding chilli, asked if there was
any hope TO, hIm. ".4lpow ho.p!' l. shouted,
and grasred hi, trembling hanI. ."Comc with
u.s. continued, ''yOu ican be man again;
come now!'' Like cLi ID we led him from tho
church to the Division Room, and initiated him
ino the beautiful urd r. lie wept constantly
during the sol mn CEREMONIES, and when the
brotherhood crowdel eagerly atont him II grasp
his hand ami bid him welc 'ne, Ia, utterly
broken down. LoOAi'y upward Mirh streaming
eyes, he fcrvently excameG' ''NOw | ih INK thee,
q God, for this hour AIN savcd.'
Three years from that night, eat and slept
under the roof Of this young MN. lie hal
enough Of this worlds goods, lovely wife AMI
babe, and an Eden home iilied with unaloyed
happiness. From the Division he had gone to tho
baptisnal font, ard there lnan Of prayer.
1t seemed to me h't a happier fain.y conld not
bc found upon the foo.s,o,l. AS / left bis home
he fell upon my neck andwcp.: Good bye, Brown,
my savior in the hands Of God. God prospers
yoc and YOURS a.wavs.'
- was Of the finest specimens of man.
ly beauty ever looked upon. tie was as noble
in spirit as faullcss in person. Ills talents were
Of the highest order, his impulses all good and
his heart true as steel in its friendships. In
the high noon Of his manhood, he was stricken
down. With faculties almost God-like, he dicl
a drunkdrd! Capable of almost any intellectu-
al effort, he went from the rum he'll into pro-
mature grave. His feyerish frame will find rest
upon the bosom of our common mother.-N. III
Ph4Hir. gt 3- frH 0sttt
Gy The use Of knowledge is to make us hap
pier. The mind may be compnred TO the heauti
.ful statute 0f love, by PraxItles--~ when its eyes
were bandaged, the countenance seemed grave
and sad but the moment you removed the band
age, the most serene and enchanting smile diff
fused itself oyer the whole face.
Coop ADvIcE.-A shrewd old gentleman
once sa id to his daugbter-"Be sure, my dear,
that you never marry poor man; but ren,ern'
Der, the poorest man in the world is the one
that has money, and nothing else