Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1861-11-05
ITrom the New York Tribune.

Mr.. Cough, in one Of his recent lectures,
proceeded to refute the idea that drunkards
nre so far brutes as TO be beyond the power
Of Christian love, saying No, they are not
bfutes. | have labored for eighteen years
among them, and l have never found
brute. | have had men TO swear at me- l
have had a man to dance around me as if
possessed Of a devil, and spit his foam in my
face, but never found man that would
give up. II may take long time 10 reach
his manhood, but he is not a brute. l
think il is Charles Dickens who says, "Away
up great many pairs Of stairs, in q very
remote corner, easily passed by, there is
door, and on that door is written WomanW
And so in the heart of the vilest outcast,
away up great many pairs Of stairs, in
remote corner, easily passed by, there is
door upon which is, written, "NIan."
Here is our business--to find that door.
II may take q long time; but begin and
knock. Don't get tired but remember
Gods long suffering for us, and keep knock
ing long time if need be. Don't get
weary if there is no answer; remember Him
whose locks were wet with dew Knock
on-just try it--YoU try it and just so sure,
by and by, will the quivering lip and start
ing tear tell you have been knocking at the
heart of q man. and not Of brute. 1t is
because these poor wretches are men, and
not brutes, that we have hopes of them. =. -
l once picked up man in the market
place. They said, "He is brute-let him
alone took him home with me, and kept
the 'brute' fourteen days and nights
through his delirium, and he nearly fright
ened my wife out of her wits, one night
chasing her all about the house with boot
in his hand. But she recovered her wits,
and he recovered his.
He said to me: "You wouldn't think
had wife and child, would your"
DWELL, l shouldn't"
~ have, and-God bless her little heart
my little Mary is as pretty little thing as
ever stepped" said the "brute."
asked, "Where do you live2'
1.-TWO miles from here"
"When did you see them last2"
1.-TWO years ago."
Then he told me his sad story. l said,
"You must go back again"
81 can't go back. My wife is better with
out me. Ihave struck her, kicked her, and
abused her. Can l go back ?"
l went with him to the house. knocked
at the door, and his wife opened it,
as this Mrs. Richardson 2"
eyes, sir"
"Well, 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
of the room, and the "brute" on the other.
waited to see who would speak first, and
it was the woman. But before she spoke she
fdgeted good deal. She pulled up her
apron until she got hold of hem, and then
she pulled it all down again. Then she
folded it up close and jerked it out through
her fingers an inch at a time, and then she
spread it all down again; and then she looked
all about the room, and said, "Well, Will
liam" ..
The "brute" said, "Well, Mary"
He had large handkerchief around his
neck, and his wife said, "You had better
take the handkerchief off, William, you'll
need it when you 60 out" i-t-
He began to tumble about it; the knot
was large enough; he could have united it
if he liked; but he said, "Will you unite it,
MaryW
She worked away at it, but her fingers
were too clumsy too, and she could not get it
off,
While thus occupied their eyes met.
The lovelight was not all quenched. She
opened her arms gently, and he fell into
them.
If you had seen those white arms casped
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, ut is not brute but man, with
great, big, warm heart in his bosom"