Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1861-11-17
Not beyond the power Of Love

From the New York Tribunel
Mr.. Cough, in one OF his recent lectures, pro.
ceeded to refute the idea that drunkards are so
far brutes as to be beyond the power of Chris
tian love, saying: No, they are not brutes.
have labored for eighteen years among them,
and have never found brute. | have had
men to swear at me; | have had man dance
around me as If possessed Of devil, and spit
his foam In my facej but never found man
that would give up. 1t may take long time
TO reach bis manhood, but he is not brute.
think II is Charles Dickens who says, "Away
up great many pairs Of stairs, In very re.
mote corner, easily passed by, there is door,
and on that door is written woman" And 80
In the heart OF the vilest outcast, away up q
great many pairs OF stairs, in remote corner,
easily passed by, there is door upon which is
written, oman"
Here is our business-to find that door II
may take long time; but begin and knock
Don't get tired; but remember Gods long suf-
fering for US, aud keep knocking long time IL
need be. Don't get weary If there Is no an
swer; remember Him whose locks were wet with
the dew. Knock on--)ust try it-YoU try II;
and just 90 sure, by and by, will the quivering
| lip and starting tear tell you have been knock.
| ing at the heart of man, and not of q brute
IL is because these poor wretches are men, and
not brntes, that we have hopes Of them.
/ once picked up man in the market place
They said, "He is a brute--let him alone"
took him home with me, and kept the "brute'
fourteen days and nights through his delirium
and he nearly frightened my wife out of her
wits, one night chasing her all about the house
with q boot in his hand. But che recovered her
wits, and he recovered bis.
He said to me: "You wouldn't think had q
wife and child, would you2"
"Well, | shouldn't"
81 have, ald-God bless her little heart-my
little Mary is as pretty little thing as ever
stepped" said the "brute"
| asked, "Where do you live?'
1.-TWO miles from here"
"When did you see them last7''
"Two years ago."
Then he told me his sad story. said, "You
must 60 back again."
81 can't go back. My wife 10 better without
me. / have struck her, kicked her, and abused
her. Can go back2"
Invent with him to the house. l knocked al
the door, and his wife opened it
els this Mrs. Richardson7"
"Yes, siF."
swell, this is Mr.. Richardson; and, Mr.
Richardson, this is Mrs Richardson. Now come
into the house."
They went In. The wife sat on one side OIL
the room, and the 'bruto" on the other.
waited to see who would speak first, and it was
the woman. But before abe spoke she fidgeted
a good deal. She pulled up her apron until she
got hold of hem, and then che pulled it all
down again. Then che folded it up close and
jerked it through her fingers an inch at time
and then she spread it all down again; and then
she looked oil about the room, and said, "Well
William"
The "brute" said, "Well. Mary"
He had large handkerchief around his neck
and his wife said, "You had better take the
handkerchief of, William, you'll need 1t wher
you 20 out +" .,--.
He began to tumble about it; the knot was
large enough; he could have united it if ht
liked; but be said, Will You unite 1t
Mary I" s ...I
She worked away at it, but her finger,
were too clumsy, too, and she could not ge
II off. rt...r. --......s .r
While thus occupied, their eyes met. Th'
love.ligbt was not all quenched. She openeC
her arms gently and be fell into them.
| If you had seen those white arms claspeC
about bis 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, al
lie not a 'brute,' but a man, with great, big
warm heart in bis bosom"