Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1861-03-15
NOT BEYOND THE POWER OF LOVE


/ Mr.. Cough. in one Of his recent lectures,
proceeded to confute the idea that drunkards
are so far brutes as to be beyond the power
of Christian love, saying;
| No, they are not brute. have labored
for eighteen years among them, and | have
never found brute. / have had men swear
at me; have had man dance round me as
/ If possessed Of devil. and spit his foam in
my face but | never found man / would
give up Ii may take long time to reach
his manhood, but he Is not brute. l think
II is Charles Dickens, who says, Away up
great many pairs of stairs. in a very remote
corner, easily passed by, there is door, and
on that door is written, Woman And so,
in the heart Of the vilest outcast, away up a
great many pairs Of stairs. in remote corn
or, easily passed by, there is door on which
is written, Man.
Here is our business-to find that door. Il
may take a long time but begin and knock
Don't get tired but remember Gods long
suffering to us, and keep knocking long
time If need bo Don't get weary il there is
no answer remember Him whose locks were
wet with the dew. Knock on-iust try it.
you try it; and just so sure by aud by will
the quivering lip and starting tear tell you
a
and not Of brute. IL is because these poor
wrotches are men and not btutes, that we have
hopes Of them
| once picked up man in the market place
They said, He is a bruto-let him alone.
took him home with me, and kept the brute
fourteen days and nights through his deliri-
um; and he nearly frightened my wife out Of
her wits one night chasing her all about the
hnuan vii h in n.te fs
covered her wits, and he recovered his
lie said to me:
Iou wouldn't think had q wife and child,
would you;
Well ! shouldn't
have, and God bless her dear little
heart-my little Mary is as pretty little
thing as ever stepped 9 said the brute.
l asked:
Where do they live ?;
Two miles from here.
When did You see them lasta'
Two years ago.
Then be told me his sad story
| said
You must 90 back again
! can't 60 back--my wife is better with
out mo- ! have struck hcr, and kicked her,
and abused her Can go back again ?
| went with him 10 his house | knocked
at the door and his wife opened it,
Is this Mrs. Riohardson;
'Ycs. sir.
We'll, that is Mr. Richardson. And Mr..
Richardson this is Mrs. Richardson Now
come into the house.
They went in The wife sat on one side
Of the room. and the brute on the other
waited 10 see who would speak first and it
was tho tvonnan pnf LaC,ro sho .,obc shc
fdgetei great deal She pulled up her a.
prom till she got hold of the hem, aud then
she pulled it all down again. Then she fold
ed it all up closely, aud ierked it out through
her fingers an inch at time. and then she
spread it all down again and then sue look
ed all about the room, and said
Well, William
And the brute said
We'll, Nary
He had a large handkerchief round his
neck. and she said
You had better take the handkerchief off.
William, you II need it when you 90 out
He began TO tumble about IL; the knot
was large enough; be could have united it if
he liked but he said
win you unite it, Mary
She worked away al it; but her fingers
were clumsy too, and she couldn't get IL off,
While thus occupied, their eyes met the
love-hght was not all qucnched-she opened
her arms gently, and he ei into them
II you had seen those whito arms clasped
about his neck, and he sobbing on her breast,
and the child looking in wonder, first at one
and then at the other, you would have said
it is not brute but a man, with
great big warm heart in his bosom