Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1859-03-17

said to have; and as other vices have. Bu
will not detain you longer.
II 1T is time was at the store
L will detain you but a moment longer,
Henry. Answer me few more questions
Now call to mind all the families of your
acquaintances; think of all the domestic
circles you know, from your school-boy
days to the present. Run your thoughts
through the various homes where you
have been intimate Do this. and tell me
if, in any one instance. you ever knew a
single Joy to be planted by the hearth
stone from the wine-cup Did you ever
know one item Of good to flow to family
from its use?
No. cannot say that ever did--not
as you mean
And now answer me again. Think OF
those homes once more. Call to memory
the playmates of your childhood; think OF
the homes they have made: think of other
homes: think of the firesides where all you
hare knowu dwell, and tell me if you have
seen any Sorrow flow from the wine-c
Have you seen any great gri.fs planted by
the intoxicating bowl upon the hearth
stone?
Henry Seaburn did not answer, for there
passed before him such grim spectres Of
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sorrow and grief. that he shuddered at the
mental vision. He saw the youth cut down
in the hour of promise; he saw the gray
head fall in dishonor: he saw hearts broken:
he saw homes made desolate; he saw affec-
tons wither up and die; and he saw noble
intellects stricken down! Good Heavens!
what sights he saw as he unrolled the can
vass of his memory!
Henry whispered the wife, moving to
his side, and winding one arm gently
around his neck. I'VE have two boys. They
are growing to be men. They are noble,
generous and warm hearted. They love
their home and honor their parents. They
are here to form their characters, 20 re-
ceive those Impressions which shall be the
basis upon which their future veal or woe
must rest. Look at them--O, think OF
them! Think of them doing battle in the
great struggle of life before them. Shall
they carry out from their home one evil
influence? shall they. in the time to come,
fall by the wayside, cut down by the De-
mon of the Cup, and in their dying hour,
curse the example whence they derived the
appetite? O, for our children--for those
two boys--for the men We hope to see
them--for the sweet memories we would
have them cherish of their home--for the
good old age they may reap--let us cast
this thing out, now and forever!
Cora kissed her husband as she ceased
speaking, and then he arose to his feet, but
made no reply
Henry, you are not offended?
No., he said ne returned her kiss and
without another word, left the house and
went to his store.
How strangely did circumstances work
to keep the idea his wife had given him
alive in his mind. That very morning he
met IA youth, the son of one of his wealthy
friends, in a state of wild ntoxication, and
during the forenoon he heard that young
Aaron G. had died at sea. He knew
that Aaron had been sent away from home
that he might be reclaimed. ~ r
After the bank had closed, and as Henry
Seaburn was thiaking of going home to
his dinner, he received a note through the
penny post 1t was from medical friend,
and contained request that he would call
at the hospital on his way home This
hospital was not much out Of his way. and
so he stopped.
There is a man in one of the lower
wards who wishes to see you, said the
doctor.
Does he Know me?' enquired Mr.. Sea-
burn.
He says he does
What is his name?'
He wont tell us. He goes By the name
of Smith; but am satisfied that such is
not his true name. He is in the last stage
of consumption and delirium. He has
lucid intervals, but they do not last long.
He has been here week. He was picked
up in the street apd brought here, He
heard your name, and said he knew you
once.' e ~
AIR. Seaburn went to the room where the
patient lay, and looked at him. Surely he
never knew that mani There must be
some mistake, he said. ..r
The invalid heard him and opened his
eyes, such bloodshot, sunken, unearthly
looking eyes! W
Harry he whispered, trying to lift
himself upon his elbow. Is this Harry
Seaburn? ~.@ - i.o,a.s -s..fs~.
Il hat is my name.' avis v'sarg
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