Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1866-07-05
The Daughters stratagen.
A FACT.

Judge Rose lived in Bellvilh, on
the banks of 3 great river in the Vest.
Every year he went to Washinsten,
and his voice was often heard il the
halls Of Congress. Yet though he
was called great, he was not good,
because he was very fond of drinking
wine, brandy, ETC., and frequentei the
gambling rooms so numerous in that
city. These habits gained upon him
daily, until they conquered sll his
moral strength. His toHnsmeu re.
fused to send him as their delegate
any longer.
Judge Rose had an smisbls wife
and three pretty daughters. Mary,
the eldest, was his especial pet. He
thought more Of her than himtslf,
and no wish of hers went migrated.
She was Of sweet disposition! aud
so obedient and respectful to her
parents and kind to every one shout
her, that she was known to every
body. And though her fathers
dwelling was the. most elegant, and
they had beautiful grounds and SER
vants, and horses, and carriages, and
llne clothes, she never put on airs as
many do, but was modest and rstir-
ing. o
Mr.. Rose and his wife and three
daughters were all members Of q
Christian church. He was often sns-
pended from its fellowship, and on
promise ofrepentance received again.
His influential position in society,
and the pious conduct of his wife
and daughters, caused much pity for
them, and ELECTED much patience.
They hoped by love and forbesrance
to restore him wholly. But ell the
love Of his family and OF the church
could not stop,this erring man in his
downward course -
At last so low did hefail as to lose
all self-respect, and frequent the low
est whisky-shops IN the town. Daily
he went unshaved, unwashed, ragged
and almost naked, and when drunk
would sing some low song, which
drew around him q crowd Of boys 10
jeer, and laugh, and scorn the once
dignified judge. In personal appear
ance he was now the lowest of low.
1t is not TO be supposed that chris
tian and temperance men allowed
such q man to ruin himself without
efforts to save him.
Earnest and persevering endeavors
were put forth, prayers offered up,
and his family left no avenue to his
heart uuentered. But all were alike,
useless and hopeless. His wife and
daughters wept and prayed, but des-
paired entirely.
Mary, his pet, often lsbored to save
her father from one disgrace; if not
from private sin. She became very
sad, and refused to attend church or
go into society. When her fsther
was sober, he had sense enough to
perceive the sorrowful change in his
once happy Mary, and seemed to re-
gre this course more for her sake than
his own.
One morning he started ss usual
for the drinking shop. He was q
horrible object, indecent to look at,
as well as filthy. His wife tried to
hold him back and get on some de-
cent clothing, but he would not yield.
Mary made her appearance BY his
side, clothed in rags, low at the neck,
bare-armed, and bonnet-less, with an
old whisky bottle in her hand. TAX
ing her fathers arm, she said:
Come father, I'm going to-"
"Going wherei" ssid he, starting
at her as if horror struck.
To the dram shop. WHAT'S good
for you is good for me-"
Then she began to flourish her bot
tie, and to sing one Of the low songs
she had heard him sing in the streets.
$50 hack, girl, you are crazy.
Mother take her in
"But l am going father with you
to ruin my soul and body. 1t Ia no
use for me to be good while you are
going off to the bsd place. You'll
be lonely there without your Mary"
$50 away girl, you'll drive me
madr'
"But you have been mad for long
time. and / am going mad too.
What do / care? My father is only
S poor, despised drundard; his daugh-
| ter nay as we'll lie in tie gutter too. +"
So Mary pulled away on her faith
er's arm, and went to open the gate.
He drew back; still she dragged on
and sung lounder. A few boys be-
gan to run toward them, and then her
father broke from her hold and went
into the house. There he sat down,
and putting his face In his hands,
wept and sobbed aloud. Still Mary
stayed out.
"W hat is the NATTER" said Mrs.
Rose.
"Mary is crazy, and l made her so,
L wish l was dead. Do 60 and gel
her in; won't 60 out to-day"
Mrs. Rose went out and told Mary
what her father had said, and ther
she went in. She sat down with hei
bottle in her hand, and all day she
kept on the old clothes. Mr.. Rose
was in a tarrihle afafa for tho want nj