The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-11-01
VOLUME 27.1


pitiful to hear her deep sigh, and to see hel
sitting over the fire long into the night, pray.
ing God to give her back her son.
"Well, sir, after She left, Mark tried hard te
change, and had hopes, and | do think, if il
hadna been for the public-house landlords thai
hewould ha' succeeded, but he paid them toe
well for them to let him escape; and Though
he would send his spare money home, his songs
| and Jokes were well worth a the liquor he
could drink. EEE.J
cit was a hard and bitter sight for me.
Ever since the widow had sat by my fire-side,
felt the sin of which | had been guilty weigh
ing sorely on my heart. l, who might haze led
the lad straight, had led him into temptation.
"Well, sir, to make short tale shorter, one
day after he had had a long and trying illness,
/ saw q color in his cheeks / did not like to
see, and heard a dry cough dreaded to hear ;
kit and start for home And, sir there come
quite a flush into his cheeks as he said, Thou
'rt right, John, let us start at once
Work was slack, then, and [ could easily
knock off for week, and so we started. 1t
were beautiful June weather, and we made the
journey slowly, stopping often by the way. T
never enjoyed the country more, and Mark got
back little OF his strength.
= ''Well, sir when we reached his mothers
house and she saw us, she just started up, cry
ing out, "Thank God for this-thank God for
this p as though 1 hadna brought her only son
I,
1 left you, mother, VII mony a promise to
make you rich and happy, and now ha' COON,
a wretched and dying man, to trouble you for
the rest Of your days And then | said not
that | meant to be generous, sir, Mark shall
be no trouble to you; I should ha' looked after
the lad long afOre this but will now, at all
events
"She never said one word, sir, but she just
went to the cupboard and brought us a book
an would you think it, sir, it were the book
of tn savings bank, in which she had put all
that Mark had ever sent her. and there it was
ready to comfort him now. Wecouldna' help
it, sir, and so we just broke down and cried
like children.
81 used to come and see Mark, chance times
lie may ha' got better for a while, but we all
knew that he'd never live to see the flowers |
blossom again. ! came for the last time, d |
week ago, justin time to see the dear lad die.
He were very happy, and so like, as he lay in |
bed the boy / saw three years ago, that cod |
scarce believe my eyesight. You see, sir, the |
hand of death was smoothing AVA all the sin
and sorrow of those bitter years.
He stretched out his hand to me and smiled
5he dear lad. Good bye John, he said, you've |
been very kind to me. I've seen you alter
John, and Pm glad OF. Don't cry its all my
ault; where | may 90, and he laid his hand |
upon the Bible by his side, III never let fall
word of blame on John ArnOtt.'
"Then | said, God bless thee Mark, lad. For
WE'VE months has never a drop of liquor
ouched my lips, nor by Gods help never shall
more (; and I'll be a son to your mother, Mark
md never fail to help and love her.
"And so he smiled again and died happy
he widows son, whom Ihad slain"
Had no other hand in the death of the +
Widows son? Thousands die as Mark Howard /
lied, Human sacrifices offered up on the blood
tanned altar of Bacchus and can society plead
not guilty" to some share in their death p
Scarcely, while it permits the affairs of this
alse god to be reared everywhere in the land
carcely, while the professors of Christianity
efuse to abstain from all participation in its
is lawmakers, in a voice that must be heard,
nd in words that will admit of but one reply,
Root out the worship of the false god that
osts us so much human suffering and so much
uman life.''