The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1865-02-04
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Letter from North East.
NORTH EAST, Thursday. Feb. ID, 1865.

NORTH EAST, Thursday, Feb. ID, 1865.
DEAR WHIG:-There appears so he some
exceptions taken to my reference of the pro-
tractcd meeting in progress here, in my com
nlunication last week, and, think myself, |
scarcely did justice to the worthy pastor who
has labored so assiduously now almost two
years. without any very remarkable demon
STATIONS percepible, until the present extra
effort, when the declarations of scripture are
upon the waters that it may be gathered
many days hence. He is now rcaping an
abundant harvest, commensurate with his
labors. Already some fifty-two persons
have protessed the pardon of their sins, and
the house is crowded nightly with anxious
listeners to the gospel, and the altar thronged
with earnest enquirers for "Saw We whom
my soul desires to love-"
TO what may we attribute all this? In
some degree to the abolition of rum-the
ruin of both soul and body. When we had
six sinks of iniquty among us, Paul, even,
or Apollos, might preach, but with his Satan
ic Majcsty's influence, with such aids, but
little effect would be visible. Now some of
those once intimately connected with this
influence are being brought into the fold of
Christ and made to rejoice with JOY unspeak-
able.
a stranger, passing along one of our high
ways, not far from our village, few days
since, was struck with the appearance of
two or three small tenements along the road.
side. The signs for one were four dogs. and
a pig leaning up against the fence in the sun;
the others, fully represented by the canine
race, without the swine. He stopped to in
quire for a tavern, when the following con-
versation took place:
a tny
"9ou do. Where are your accommoda-
tons for travellers ?"
''We don't keep no travellers"
chow do you keep tavern, then?'
ave sell whiskey."
GLOW do You get license without having
accommodations for man and beast?'
"We get restorant license"
''Where is your restaurant?''
Cup there, on that shelf"
"Six black bottles and keg on the floor
with a spiggot in it. Is this what you call q
restaurant? p
"We don't care what you call it, we sell
whiskey."
Passing along about three hundred yards
further, he found three more houses of Il
corresponding kind. Taking another road
toward Bay View, in most secluded by
road, he came across small house, not too
large for good chicken coop, he observed
the symptoms of another such restaurant.
The proprietor of ebony hue, with an as
sistant, one of the sons Erin, of seemed to
be doing considerable business.
Poor, down-trodden Maryland. No won
der she has not prospered, when the most
abandoned creature on earth can procure a
license to deal out this, the worst of poison,
in any community, by paying the paltry price
of the boosted restaurant license. Don't
need a single signature to his application for
the privilege of poisoning the morals of a
neighborhood.
Cannot our Legislature, with the much
boasted-of New Constitution, remedy this
evil? Wonder if there is State in the
Union, now, with such a miserable license
system. We will patiently wait to see.
OCCASIONAL.