New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1861-04-19

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What gasped Seaburn,, starting
back aghast, for glimmer of the truth
burst upon him: this is not Alec Lom-
berg!' #as ..s.
AN that there is left Of him, my
Hail. returned the fellow, putting forth
his wasted skeleton hand, and smiling
quaint, quivering, dying smile.
'Ah +! pATER PEccAvL' .3nF ...-,
alexander Lomberg = said Harry,
gazing into the bloated. disfgursd
face before him.
You wouldn't have known me, would
you Hal!'
Good heavens! nor
i know I am altered. All,
Hal, sictransit gloria mundi.'
| But Alec,' cried Seaburn, show
is this! Why are you here9'
Rum, Hal, RUM! I'm about
done for. But waited to see
you. They told me you lived not
far away; and I would call upon
one friend before I died.
But heard you were practic.
ing in your profession, Alec, and
doing well.'
so | did well when l practiced,
Hal. l have some pleas, but I
have given up all that
And your father, where is he!'
Don't mention him, Hal. We
We broken, 1 don't know him! he
taught me to drink! Aye, he
taught me! and then turned the
cold shoulder to me when he
thought I drank too much. But
! am going, Hal-going, going
Henry Seaburn gazed into
that horrible face, and remember
ed that the owner had been the
son of wealthy parents; the idol
of a fond mother; the favorite at
play and at College; a light Of
intellect and of physical beauty,
and a noble, generous friend.
And now alas!
ALEC, can l help you!'
,Yes, and the poor fellow star
ted high from his pillow. and
something Of the old light struggled in his;
eye, Pray for me, Hal; pray for my soul.
pray that may g where nay mother is
She could not have done it had she lived
Oh, she was a good mother Hal!-Thank
God, she didn't live to see this! Pray for me,
pray pray. Let me 60 to her!'
As the wasted man sunk back, he fell 10
weeping, and in q moment more one Of his
paroxysms came on, and he began to rave,
he thought Harry was his father, and he
cursed the habit that had been fastened upon
hia uader that fathers influence With an
aching heart he turned and left the hospital.
He did not 90 home to dinner then, be wal
ked down town and got bis dinner there. At
night he went to the hospital again. He
would inquire after his friend, if he did not
SEQ him.
'Posr fellow said the physician, he never
came out Of that 6t; he died in half an hour
after you went out!
Il was dark when Henry Seasurn reached
his home.
You didn't tell Bridget where to put those
demijohns, Henry, said bis wife-She did
not notice his face for the gas was burning
but dimly.
'Ah! forgot. Gene aewn with me, Cora,
and We will find q place Tor them.
His wife followed him down in the base
ment and one by one he took the demijohns
and carried then into the rear yard, asd
there supti.d their contents in the sswsr.
Then he broke tho vessels IN pieces with his
foot, and bade Bridget have tho dirt man
take the fragments away il the mor,ing. Not
. wsrd had he spoken t. his wife all tho tune,
nor did she speak to him. He returned to
the sitting room, where his boys wero at their
books, and he took seat upon oae Of the
tete-a.tetes. He called his wife and children
about him, and then told the story Of Alex
ander Lomberg.
And now, my loved enes,' hs addsd, lay
ing his hands upon the heads Of his beya i
have made solemn VOW, thst Aenoefoeth
my children shall dnd no svch inausnoe at
their home. They never shall have oceaa;sn
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say yos, ny beys. will YOU join me- u ths -
cred Pledge
They joined him with glad, gushiax
willingness tOr their hears uece full, md
their synpathies were all turasd, BY : lstA-