Mountain Democrat., 1857-10-17
+" Come Back sOOm, !"

Such was an exclamation that reaeBked
our ears as VIC were passing alOng street
in East Baltimore an evening or TIVE since.
The speaker was neatly dressed woman.
young and beautiful. The person to whom
she spoke these simple words. in deem
tones Of affection, was finely formed man
ia the morning Of life. But what caused
her tears to flow W. Alas! we could not
fail to perceive that the being to whom
she had given her young heart, and who
promised to love, protect and cherish her,
was victim of hetyrant-Rumlt-'Co Come
back soon. With half suppressed oath
the promise was given, as he hastily bent
his steps towards his usual haunts Of dist
patton. Come back sOon," was again
sobbed out from breaking heart, as we
resumed our walk. After our evening
meal we repaired to the house of q friend
whom we had promised to visit. The
time flew rapidly by in familiar converse.
and the hour Of midnight had sounded ere
We parted. The streets were almost de-
serted, and as we passed low groggerv
the sounds Of drunken revelry were heard
within. A man staggered into the street
f1llowed by q woman. They were the
same we saw in early evening. "Comc
back soon" Anxiously she listened for
his welcome step! How long the hours
seemed to her waiting heart, as she watch.
cd for the loved ones return. Midnight
came at last, but no husband. Hastily
throwing on her shawl, she wandered
through the streets, needless of the pass.
ers-by, and even penetrates the haunts of
vice to save being she loved better than
life. FOndly she clasps the degraded be.
ing, who was about to repulse her, when
She exclaimed. "Do come home, VIII.
lam | left little Ellen all alone!" "Lit.
tie Ellen" Those two words found a wav
to that mans heart. lie hesitated. and
drunk as he was, his eyes grew moist
Still closer did the wife cling, and he was
about to accompany Fer, when a m;sera.
ble looking man staggard up and said,
Is that you Bill? why you are q stran.
ger: come, let us go and lake a drink.
and talk over old times" The temptation
was strong-there was fearful strugGis
in his bosom. Again the invitation was
given; he was about to yield, and ~ e.
ready moved step towards the door. whon
his wife uttered through her tears, u RlIon
our child" The chord was touched.
and with resolute No, to his teuapNsI.
which sent thrill fjoy to that wOuanis
heart, he turned towards his home. Who
can tell what hopes, what fears aSitatsd
that wife'S bosom on their homeward Jour.
ney, as that husband vowed to drink no
more. We saw them enter their own cot
tage, and quickening our steps We soon
reached our humble lodging. "Our
Child!" Simple words; but they have,
perhaps, saved human scul.-BaltimOv
american.
d NarrOO Escape-'Mither! Mitherl
what have you done? ? said little news
boy with protruding eyes, to q greenhorn
who had just tied his horse to q spruse
pole, as he thought, on Broadway.
'Done!' said the fellow, what do YOU
mcanf / hain't been dOin' nothin,' as
knows on!'
why, yeth you have, thir; you've hitHh.
ed your hoth to the Magnetic Telegraph,
and you'll be in Bothton in leth than two
minutes, if you don't look out
The man united his horse with nervous
anxiety, and jumping into his wagon,
drove hastily down the street. -
Sir Walter Scott never wrote trusr
words than these-none that are better
fitted to bind the human family in lies 81
brotherhood: ~ a'l;l,-
"The race Of mankind would peviJh.
did they cease to aid each Other. Fpom
the time that the mother binds the chiIdS
head, till the moment some kind Eiend
wipes the death damp from tiIS brow oF
the dying, we cannot exist Witllbut innd.
tual help. An, therefore, that .nsod aid
have right to ask IL Of their kllow-mor.
tails. No one who holds tie power Of
granting can refuse Witheus guilk. ~ X
"JOhn, stop yOur eFyink, = said an en-
ragged father te he son, who hAA lpE M
an intolsrabls ysll 10e the AsE 9Ne' ,EaiiA
utes. Stop I sey, do yea helEs agesa
repeated the father, alter : ISH mIhH
the boy still crying. as'''.a 2'7i eini
"YOu don't suppose / can elDuksaIaa
. minute, do y0nim ehimsdtn ~
urchin. ..s.,-. ..y., NJ !
TheFs = - essaAeR - e -
sordid nan tsn e deker -
Is anything moro nSgSe
them out freely in scSs sVs