The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1867-06-04
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TIE nighl il cold and bitter ihe
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tie aarrrr ssnalink u the aieighbcils 10
the ss4eeis aiiof1ing > strange contrast
h tue seent u our sketch No cheer
ful Gre relieves the gloomy appearance
olAls doa9lase place ~ adds mite oi
comfort 10 The cold. cherries atmos-
phsso that peryadcs tie room. A single
piece u burning iallow candle. the pur
ueaAaas If her last ponny. and now almost
gone cat, casts a strange. sepulchrai
glare about the face Of the woman.
The small hours n the morning are
creeping by Long has she sat by her
htsle table. the only article # furniture
aaTe lwu rough pine chairs, that go to
81 up she little room Two tiny ones
slunlbcE Ia peaceful innocence upon the
straw bed that Is spread upon the door
In one corner Of the apartment Sleep
On. little ones Happy j. it sor you
that YOU understand no, your own re-
lalions to this bitter life
But uhy docs The mother p--why
pour opt her sonl IN such words Of lgo-
nyf Listen "a her language ooh
Lord Why al this burden upon my
soul 7" She has been sadly musing
tonight upon the memories Of better
days, long since past-days when, ~
her Grst home, che was happy when
fond parents smiles encouraged and
made happy their only child. Death
came to fhein. and they went the way
vi all tile living, aud she was an orphan
alone ia the world. Soon one came
asking her hand IN marriage, undertak-
ing 10 b her partner in all LIES great
struggles, TO share alike with her its
gricis and It's joys. to cherish her fondly
above every earthly one, to care for her
In sickness as well as in health, TO min
Itcr continually to her comfort and
happiness Promising all this and even
more, ho won her heart She was made
his bride. Three years Of happiness
and prosperity followed their union;
but the sunshine hours must stop here.
in on evil hour he yielded 70 the tempt
err The first glass was taken to drown
some business care; and SO his ruin be-
gam Gradually lie became more and
more sufelytfe siavctohis appetite for
rum. aud tonight she is waiting for his
coming as she has often done before,
expecting the drunken stagger, the
rough word, and the abuse that has late
" been her lot j. il to be wondered
that she thus despAiringly cries 70 God
md asks, in the bitterness Of her soul,
When viii these things cease Not
till the grave covers thy SORROWS and
griofs with Taco, frail one not until the
tomb is Thy homo, shalt thou cease thus
90 suffer
Are my pictures oyerdrawn or too
highly colored Nay, arc they not
rather too feeIiy drawn 10 represent this
dark side OF our life2 think they can
scarcely be painted truthfully IN al their
viyidness BY mortal pen or brush.
Have you not seen scores of such cases
/ have.
What causes ali this desolation !?
Ram Yes RuMl This accursed thing
that makes our panpers, fills our poor
houses, recruits Qua prisons, aud sends
men to the scatiold. To-day scores Of
young men and women in this city are
going ID that broad way 81 Temperance |
that Arssls To final ruin. Many FAITH
er's and mothers heart is bowed down
in grief over the wicked course Of their i
boy, Nhom They loved better than hfe
itself, and Tor whom they once indnlged
fond hopes, Many wife sits at night
in her lone home and mourns the
change that has come over her life
through the folly and wiekedness Of her /
husband. And we say, Where will tins
thing stopg Where are the limits 10 I
this cursef
With all their tals Of the love Of ma
tional freedom, many Of our people are
10 day the willing slaves 10 apower that
brushes them to the very dust and
eventually takes their lives. Oh how
strong are the chains that bind them IN |
the service al sheir crnel master. the !
devil! This false appetite grows every /
day until these links tina, rum forges
arc so strong that human power can
scarcely break them. Listen to the
written confession az drunkard, as re-
Gently Published He SAYS "Of ms
condition there IN no hope that should
ever change. The Waters have gone
over me: but oui 81 the black depths, 4
could | he heard, | wonld cry aloud to
al those Who have set foot IN that
Y,erilous food. Conld the youth to
whom tho favor ~ the first VINE is as
delicious as the opening scenes of liie,
or the entering upon some newly dis
covered paradise. look into my desola-
ton, aud he made 10 understand what
q drcAry thing II il when a man shall