Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1861-12-20
Not Beyond the Power OF Love.

Not Beyond the Power OF Love.
| Mr.. Cough, in one Of his recent / clures,
! proceeded To confute the idea that drunk
ards are SO far brutes as to be beyond the
power Of Christian love, saying, No they
are not brutes. | have labored for eight
cen years among them. and ] have never
found a brute. / have had men to swear
at me ! have had man dance around me
rs if possessed with devil, and spit his
foam in my face but have never found
a man that would give up. 1t may take
long time to reach his manhood, but he is
not brute. think it is Char.es Dickens
who says" Away up a great many pairs of
stairs, IN a very remote corner, easily passed
by, there is door, and on that door is writ
ten, woman And so in the heart of the
vilest outcast, away up great many pairs
of stairs, in remote corner. e; silly passed
by. there is door, and on that door is writ
ten, IMAM
Here is our business-to find the door
1t may take long times but begin and
knock. Don't get tired but remember
Gods long suffering for Us and keep knock
ing a long time if need be. Don't get
weary if there is no answer; remember
Him whose locks were wet with the dew.
Knock on-just Try it--you try it; and
just so sure, by and by, will the quivering
lip and starting tear tell you, you have been
knocking at the heart of man, and not of
brute. 1t is because these poor wretches
are men and not brutes, and we have hope
Of them.
| once picked up a 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 delrium, 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 you ?"
Well shouldn't"
Il have, and God bless her little heart
my little Mary is as pretty little thing
as ever stepped said the brute"
Iasked, . where do you live?"
1.-TWO miles from here"
When d. you see them last?'
Two years ago
Then he told the sad story. said, 'you
must go back again"
| can't go back. My wife is better
without me. | have struck her, and kicked
her, and abused her. Can 90 back again Z"
went with him to his house. / knock
ed at the door, and his wife opened it.
Is this Mrs Richardson ?"
Yes Sir"
"Well, that is Mr.. Richardson, and,
Mr.. Richardson, this is Mrs. Richardson.
Now come into The house,"
They went in. The vile sat on one
side of the room and the brute" on the
other. ! waited 10 see who would speak
/ first, and it was the woman. But before
she spoke she lidgeted a good deal. She
pulled up her apron ill she got hold of a
hem, and then she Quilted it all down again.
Then she folded il up close. jerked it out
through her fingers an inch at time. and
then spread it all down ag I'm; then she
looked all about The room. " 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 it when you come to 90 out"
He begun TO tumble about it; the knot
was large enough; he could have united it
! il he liked; but he said, viii you unite
it, Mary?"
She worked away at it, but her fingers
were too clumbsy too, and she could not
get it Of.
While thus occupied their eyes met. The
love-lisht was not all quenched. She OPEN
|. ed her arms gently and he fell into them.
ifyou had seen those white arms clasped
about his neck, and sobbiag on his breast
and the child looking in wonder, first at one
and then at the Other, you wonlJ have said.
, = 1t is not brute but a man, with a bic
warm heart in his bosntnn