Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1859-11-25


Think of them doing battle in the great
struggle of the life before them. Shall
they carry out from their home one evil
influence? Shall they in the time to
come, fall by the way side, cut down by
the Demon 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 foreverp
Cora kissed her husband as she ceased
speaking; and then he arose to his feet,
but he made her no reply.
Henry-you are not offended
No. he said. He returned her kiss,
and, without another word, left the house
ana went TO MS store.
How strangely did circumstances work
to keep the idea his wife had given him
alive in his mind. That very morning
he met a youth-the son of one of his
wealthy friends-in a state of wild in
toxication; and during the forenoon he
heard that young Aaron G-bad
died at sea. He knew that Aaron had
been sent away from home that he might
be reclaimed.
After the bank had closed, and as
Henry Seaburn, was thinking of going to
his dinner, he received a note through
the Penny Post. 1t was from a 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 he stopped there.
There is a man in one of the lower
wards who wishes to see you, said the
doctor.
Does he know me?' asked Seaburn
He says he does
What Is his name Z?
He wont tell Us. He goes by the
name Of Smith; but I am satisfied tha
such is not his true name. He is in the
last stage of consumption and delirium
He has lucid intervals, but they do no
last long. He has been here a week
He was picked up in the street, ant
brought here. He heard your name, an,
said he knew you once
Mr.. Seaburn went to the room wher
the patient lay, and looked at him.
Surely he never knew that man Their
must be some mistake he said.
The invalid heard him, and opened hi
eyes,-sueh bloodshot, sunken, unearthl
looking eyes!
Harry he whispered, trying to lii
himself upon his elbow. Is this Harr
/ Seaburn?'
That is my name
And don't you know me:'
I'm sure l do not And he woul
have said that he did not wish to, only tn
man seemed so utterly miserable that
would not wound what little feeling
might have left.
Have you forgotten your old play
mate in boyhood, Harry-your friend
other years-your chum in college"
f Whatr gasped Seaburn, starting bac
aghast, for a glimmer of the truth bur
/. upon him. This is not Alec Lomberg
All that's left of him, my Hail. r
= turned the poor fellow, putting forth h
: wasted, skeleton hand, and smiling
E faint, quivering, dying smile. 'Ah-
= PATER, PECCAvIp
f Alexander Lombergr said Hem
gazing into the bloated, disfgured fa
= before him.
You wouldn't have know me Hal 2
Good Heavens-no
K I know I am altered. All Hal, S
S transit gloria mas,sdi p
d But Alec cried Seaburn, how
Y this? Why are you here?
y Rum, HaI.,-Rum! I'm about do
for. But | wanted to see you. Tn,
told me you lived not far away; aud
# would look upon one friend before die
: But l heard you were practising
d your profession, Alec, and aoing well,'
n So l did do well when I practise
" Hal. I have made some pleas; but Z
" given up all that.
! And your father-where is he?'
d Don't mention him, Hal. We
n broken. I don't know him. He taug
e me to drink ! Aye-he taught me ?
is and then turned the cold shoulder up
NE when I drank too muchl Butt
g going Hal, going, going
y Henry Seaburn gazed into that hI
= rible face, and remembered what
y owner had been the son of weaIt