The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1860-12-04
HILLsDALE, MICH, TUESDAY, DEC. 4, 1860.

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dcrnned 10 the company Of sinners! mott
cr-hcr gentle lovo turned to indifference
p-r nature wrought upon nnl Transformed b
tl, f,u yiprr she hd rskru Ia hor bosom
h,r wholn lie hri n rios of altrfcatons Wit
hi -. Who 1t G,l's holv alter sne ha swor
ia ,o md honor: her child no longer rrgarI
d.d with that most hallowa2 Of all onrthl
srutinrnls--a mothers ove-his heart n
lmynr OLA lrnod with her smi'es-hls f."
NJ muro laugh b. thr tight uf i"r Christian
couu.. 10 turn mo the ways of light nm
truth, Worse than orphane the ofsprin!
Of shame and scrn Form, If y"u can n
idea of this lf'! Men may cry ont agans
the use of strong language in speaking o
this demon which yearly lays its thousand
in the grave; but thiuk YOU that the child O
these miserable parents would call any expre'
sion, applied To he vice Of intcmperancc, Too
strong? No! a thousand times no! Ian
guage is weak, npoten,, inadequate 10 con
Wy to YOU the bathing, the hatred, the ut
ter dctcstation which Arthur Wood bore il
bis soul for intoxicating drinks. Would tha
every man, woman and child throughout th'
length and breadth Of Gods universe, felt the
same!
"But to rcturn. Five years passed away
during which gaunt Poverty established him.
self at the fire-si lc Of John Wood. S'arva
ton often paused Mt the door, and Want wa
an every day guest. Broils and domestic
strife began at sunrise, and ceased not at tho
going down of day Oh, it's a blank mem
ory to Arthur Wood! At last, in fit oi
drunken frenzy, the furious husband struck
dawn the wife with the fragment of n chair
which had previously fallen sacrifice to hi
r &c. Sobered by the sight, John Wood
stopped over the body Of her who was once
dearer to him than the whole world, and
sought by the long neglected endearment OF
their early love to call her back from uncon-
scousness. In vain. She lay there before
him, still and whit, n dark stream OF blood
gushing from her temple, and CLOTHING the
long, dark hair which fell in a neglected mass
over her sholders! She was dead-murdered
by her own husband
"Stung by remorse and fear, as he saw
tho cold pallor of Death freezing her features
into everlasting silence, the wretched man
seized razor, and drawing it across his throat
he fell bleeding beside the corpse of bis vic
tim. There was only a brief struggle-a lit
tie calling out for mercy-and John Wood
had gone to his account! Aud over tn dead
bodies of his parents Arthur Wood took a
solemn oath -Ncyer so long as the spark Of
life burned in his breast, to drink drop of
Intoxicating liquor"
Judge Halliston paused, but the spell bound
company disturbed not his silence tIe
went on:
"ITarry Gordon, | have loved you as my
own son-you are sooa to stand in that near
relation to me, and now | wish 10 warn yon
against an enemy that walks the land alike at
midnight and at MONDAY; an enemy which
is found in the homes of the rich as well as
the poor Will you be al nonished2 Shun
more-yes million times more than you
wnnld death. tho mine cupi Hell itself turks
III It's depths, and eternal tornonts burn in
its crystal brightness. Harry Gordon be-
ware!'
There was brief pause, during which the
face Of young Gordon alternately paled and
flushed There was strong influence at
work in his soul. Judge IIalliston saw tho
impression he had made, and turning TO the
said:
"lf anything moro is needed, kqow then
that John Wood yas my father, and
the aUife whom lie murdered phHe unIsr the
iaRuenee of ardent spirits, was the mother
1gho bore mel /, Arthur Wood Hallston,
am that son, who, beside the lifeless forms of
my pareHts took the oath of abstinence,
which, by Gods grace, has never been bro
KEN"
Harry Gordon stepped forward aud took
1 lo nf bo T,,lr IN, 1T
at is enough" he said, while the light Of
a new purpose lit up his brow; 81 solemnIy
declare, in presence OF nay Creator and these
that henceforth | will shur every
thing that can intoxicate rs would shun Sa-
tan himselG And may God SO deal with me
as keep my vow."
Judge Halliston throw his arms around the
young man and kissed his forehead
May heaven sanctfy your promise Harry,
and your life bear testi nony Of its truth.
Coon BYE The reporter Of the Boston
Xerola watts the following touching "good
bye' to the Prince, as The last sail of tho roy
a fleet went down beneath the horrison home
ward bound from Portland.
Goodbye, Walse; give our love to your
mother. Good bye; be virtuous, and you
will be happy! You have seen some very sem
siblc men in this country, Albert Edward, and
you must remember them; you have seen near
ly all Of our suoL1 and lick spittles, and you
will not remember taem Nobody besides
such expects you wil.-You have heard that
tune. God save the Queen great many times
Renfrew, but you have persistently whislled
Dixic's Land" You have been very much |
squeezed, Albert Edward, and it will be
good for you. You have been rubbed against
and it will make You bright. A grca. many
stories have been told about you, Mr.. Wales, |
some Of which are true, aud some false You .
have worn very good clothes, but not hand
'ome hat. You hive ridden about with some |.
very good horses, and you have received some
Of our choicest variety Of mud turtles to take
home. You have visited institutions which
you didn't care a snap about, and you have
lanccd with some of the best dressed old
aides to be { fund in America. You like to
lance but YOU don't dance the Lancers very
we'll. Still you IRE pretty clevr fellow.
1t you lived in this country, you would stand
! chance TO be ruined, Albert Edward You
would certainly JON fire company, and Their
7ou would be sent to the Common Counsil,
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