Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1859-07-29
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MORAL REsURRECTIoH.

lie bad fresh complexion. blue eyes, light
curly hair hut lack Of decision character
ired hi. countenance-wanto of frames was
apparent in his manner. lie was reading
n newspaper.
That is no, one Of your panpcrs 7" said
I to the gentleman in charge.
liam sorry to say ,ha, he isar," he re-
piled.
so young so promising in appearance
| really cannot understand it,"was my re.
ply.
Nor could any one notacquain,"d with hi.
history was the reply "but let Us resume
our walk. ByAnd.by come this way; he
will enter into conversation with you he
!. not backward about IL. I don, know
what to make Of the man really"
=" but how old is he'"
"Tweuty.ninc years; he looks even
younger. | lear he has los, all ambition,
and /, may be, will end his life in the work
house"
lie wandered along from one to the other.
The establishment wa. perfect most Of the
paurer. were old and inhrm; many Of them
looked shame laced on being noticed. Poor
old men suppose they had no children to
care for them.
In one -, the Offices vas the model OF a
chip. II was splendid thing. Fcom keel
to masthead It there was NJ fault in IL.
The guns were beautifully carved. Ofcsr'
stood on her quarter deck. sailors in her
rigging. Every coil Of rope. every 'hrond,
WI. exquisite in finish and proportion. The
boat. we're secured. the sail. all set. Tru.
" she was a regal ohSc, Behind this YES.
was painting representing the distant
port.
Ny natural question was, Who did
that"
/ The poor fellow /, dad, was the re-
ply. " H. was genius and scholar.
The noblcs, looking man sir, that you ever
laid eye, on. You have seen that hne stone
mansion on Scdgwick street? Well. sir. he
built that house ten year. ago, and paid
thirty thousand dollars Tor 1t, and yet, Eve
year. after, he was in the poor.hou,o.
What did it ?"
RUN"
Tha, was the bricfreply. Expressive wa.
tnot?
"Yc, sir, rum. The las, time he wen,
out. (hi, eyes were very much inlamcd) tho
doctor oi the institution handed hIm a dol.
lar. saying. Bob, IL you drink any more,
you will los' your eyes.
( Bob looked at the dollar, then turned to
the doctor with mos, expressive glance as
be .aid Then farewell the eye."
Horrible. wasn'tii7 lna month. time
they were digging hr. grave. ltwas in the
corner Of the churchyard. Nobody follow.
ed the the miserable body. iilaid ina pine
colin, and we only said when we heard OF
1t. Poor old Bob" That's all the epi.
taph drunkard gets, sir 80
I Fifteen inmate. after. was huntin; up
the parsonage whe had interested me 50
much. found him in the garden, hoeug
po,atoes.
. We talked together on agriculture. Ills
fne language as,oni.hed me. ! felt that
he had AN intimate acquaintance with books
with men, and with nature.
We walked along, he showing mo the
produces OF the soil Presently We came to
arbor o,crhuns with grapes, and sa, down
together.
Pardon mc. said I, " IL I take tho lib
erty Of asking you wha, brought you here
at 80 youthful anage?" H.. eyes dropped.
he raised them again a, he answered.
Rum
That brief word In my mind, it is as.
socat with all the horrors OF hell.
Presently he continued
=" have dissraced an honorable name,
cir am bringing my family to shame,
aud yeti have not the nerve to be bet.
ter man"
I was Indignant, at this confession. lie
saw il and continued
Do not blame me, sir I; you have not
had my trial. | have fallen from high
place. Eighteen months ago. | was lieu
tenant in the navy, sir"
"Is it pOssiblc!" Twas startled, shock.
ed.
"Ycs. sir. possible; a reality, cir" His
lip quivod little as he addod-" have a
brother in the pulpit, sir fine preacher,
a man loved and respected. How do you
suppose he feels? have rich brother in
New York. They have both tried their best
to save me.
81 was ruined in my youth. There is
large oil store on the corner Of NJ and
l. streets. You have doubtless seen IL.
Before hi. death, my father carried on that
business. went there regularly after !,
was closed for the day, stealing from my
home, often from my bed, for the purpose
Of carousing with three young fellows of
my own age. We told stories, drank wine
together till midnight; then with a false
KEY had made, | would steal into my
house and sleep of my carouse. ] began
that sir. when | was hut ten years Of age.
DO you wonder ! was q drunkard' or
these boys, Ialone am living. One ol these
boys shot himself. another Was drowned
drunk, and the third vas hung for murder
only two months ago The fourth you see
is not much better or" he added, with