Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1858-10-14


"Home why this is as much nv
home as the farm, isn't it 90 shouted
Harvey, with drunken Ievity.
"Never," exclaimed Mr.. Lee. thor
oughly disguised, "never shall it be a
home for a drunkard and gambler
Leave the room-leave the house. /
now see why my wise, good Annie put
off the wedding. Oh Frank, l did not
think this OF theel and right glad am
that thy father is not living to see tit
would have broken his heart. Leave
the house, say. thou degenerate, un-
Igodly son of virtuous and godly father
and mother"
Stupe6ed at these well-merited re-
proaches, Harvey looked from father to
daughter repeatedly, but as he caught
the stern expression of the old mans
eyes fixed upon him, glimmering per-
ception of his disgraceful state stole in
10 his mind, and without uttering anoth-
er word he staggered from the room.
out of the shop, and into the street,
where he mounted his horse, and rode
madly away in the direction of Liver
pool.
"My dear child" said the old man,
embracing his daughter, as she threw
herself sobbing on his breast, "my dear,
dear child, be composed. This is a
great deliverance, though painful"
After soothing Annie as well as he
could by warm caresses and every en-
dearing parental epithet, he opened the
family Bible and read a favorite chapter,
habit with him when annoyed or per-
picked. Afterwards, he remained in a
state Of reflection for few minutes, and
then, as he phrased it, "his mind was
made up" There was a good deal of
the stern old puritan spirit in bis dispo-
sition, for remnants OF the old Crom-
wellian Independents, perfect in all their
features, form, and costume, abound in
the small towns and villages and re-
mote districts of Lancashire, and when
he had determined on a course Of action
he was inflexible. "The match was
broken off," but he would speak father
ly and gently to his beautiful Annie.
"Annie. Annie, child of thy devout
hother," he said, "never marry drunk
ard. The habit is easily, frequently.
innocently got, but hard to be got rid
of. Look at that miserable body, Jem-
my Thompson, wasting body and sub
stance in a pot-house, and his wife and
children starving at homel' (the good
man said nothing about a certain week
ly allowance Of bread, &c.) And look,
frtnuies - . sourtrssarctsgE ;;-Aow ssany
drunkards, how early cut of, lie there.
In corner, like dead dog, lies Will
liam Jackson, praiseworthy man in
some respects, but he was bad to him
self, and he died in a roadside alehouse.
His memory is jeered at by his surviv-
ing reprObate companions; and those
who kept themselves upright speak of
him harsbly, ard never give him credit
for the real good that was in him. Oh,
Annie. my dear, darling Annie, never
marry a drunkard-it's sin, a railing
against Gods Providence"
"Father, 1 never will, +" replied Annie,
firmly. 81 have told Frank so repeat
edly. But father dear, l cannot help
feeling for him, he was once so differ
ent."
1.-THE finest lad in the parish" said
the old man. 81 must see him and
admonish him of the awful error of his
ways" When he was alone, he NUT
tered, "And so Frank has turned what
they call "a good fellowP Poor lad!
poor lad! Inever hear those words but
l see looming in the ghastly distance
either workhouse or prison."
The proposed match was now definite
ly broken off, and Harvey's excess soon
became so wild that the most respecta-
bic inhabitants Of the locality began to
sbun his company. Annie exerted her
self TO reclaim him A true woman
never despairs until the grave has closed
over the object of her affections. She
wrote him the most kind. affectionate
letters, employed argument and entrea-
ty, but all TO no avail. Harvey's only
response was, "Will you marry me-
will you keep your promise?"
When Annie, who at this point felt
so acutely that her health suffered,
examined her own conscience, she would
exclaim, 81 cannot" And if burst
of womanly tenderness escaped her, the
recollection ofthe pale face at the wicket
gate subdued it in an instant. Her
moral courage was very strong, for her
love was full of warm pulsations and
tender clingings.
Harvey and she only met casually
during several months, and that only
under circumstances that did not per-
NIT Of private interview. During that
time the infatuated young man had be-
come the talk of the neighborhood. His
dissipation and gambling losses had
involved him IN pecuniary embarrass-
ments unfortunately to greater extent
than was generally surmised. At
length they met. Itwas Sunday, and
Annie was returning from school at
some distance from her home, in which
she occasionally assisted as teacher.
The part of the road was secluded, and
they had often met there in the sunny
days of their love.
"Wen, Frankp' said Annie, sorrow-
fully, as she regarded his changed ap-
pearance, his haggard features, sunken
eyes and untidy apparel!
Forgive me, Anniel'' he exclaimed.
az know ] have done wrong, but one
kind word from you. one Of your sweet
loots will soon make all right again"