The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1869-03-19
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The Two Paintings.
A TREE STORY.

TThe following instructive history i
from the Philadelphia National Baptist
IT should serve as an awful warning t
those who place the Intoxicating cup t.
the lips Of others or to their own ]:
Ono winter evening, many years ago
fair young girl stood before the glass il
her own pleasant little room, giving tn,
last touches to her toilet. That nigh
was the first party of the season, ant
perhsps, Emma might be excused if sh,
fingered little longer than usual
smooshing once again her dark brown
hair, and adjusting the soft folds of hcl
beautiful dress.
ssCeme, Emma" called her mother, al
length, 81 am afraid that you forget thai
Mr.. b is waiting for YOU"
No, Emma had not forgotten, as the
rosy flush that stole across her cheek
testified. Her last thought as she stood
smiling at her reflection in the glass had
been, "This is the color which he likes
am sure he will be pleased"
Quickly she hurried down stairs, and
after playfully excusing her delay, while
the flush dccpened at Mr.. BIS evident
admiration, turned TO her mother saying,
~ believe am ready at last"
stake good care Of yourself, darling,
said tho mother, as she wrapped a warm
shawl around the slender form, 'and
don't stay late"
Their destination was soon reached
and as the young man moved through
the brilliantly lighted room, many a
glance of admiration was cast at his com
panion, more than one Of his friends
whispered, Games is a lucky fellow ;
I'd give good deal to be able to monop-
lie Miss. Emma as he docs"
The evening sped joyously on, and at
length, towards its close, refreshments
were handed around. Mr.. b. was stand
ing little apart from Emma, who was
the centre of laughing group of young
girls; when the lady of the house, with
a smile, offered him glass Divine.
'No, thank you; ] do not drink it"
was his reply.
fPshaw what nonsense" she return
ed. s'No one has refused it this oven
ing, and don't intend TO allow you to
be the first. Come, just one glass it
can't hurt any one"
81 cannot do it, he answered grave
ly, "for / have determined never to
taste drop"
"Come here, Emma" called the lady /;
III want you to coax this obstinate
young man to take little wine. |
know he will not refuse you."
Emma took the glass in her little
white hand, and, with smile that few
could have resisted, said, "Como, James,
you will take Just this one glass"
'@No, Emma" he answered with a
painful effort. 81 have made up my
mind, and you must not ask me to change
it."
"Then you shall not accompany me
home tonight, Mr.. b." said Emma,
with an angry flash Of her dark eye;
"now take your choice"
81 must bid you goodbye, then,
Emma, if it comes to that" he said sor
rowfully; II would gladly do anything
else for you, but that 1 cannot do" So
saying he bowed and turned away.
"Never mind, Emma, III see you
home" said q young man standing near
whose flushed face betokencd he had
takened more than one glass. 'Let him
60, the ilI-mannered fellow who cares ?"
So saying, he offered his arm, which
Emma accepted and they moved off to-
gether.
More than ten years had passed away.
Mr.. B was married and established
in prosperous business, and by degrees
the incidents of parting with Emma were
almost forgotten.
One day man with whom he was
slightly acquainted, came into his store
and asked for employment.
81 am afraid can't give it to you,
Norris was the answer. ~ make it
rule nevor to have any one in my en-
pioyment who is Incorporate"
stBut mean to stop all that, Mr..
B." said tho man earnestly. 81
have made up my mind to quit drink
ing entirely. It's rather hard not to
give man achance when he wants to
reform"
"Well," said Mr.. b, partially re-
lcnting, ~ will try you. Come into the
back part of the store and | will give
you somo work."
A bundle was soon made up, with
which Norris departed. Several days
elapsed, and the work not being return
ed, Mr.. B sent to his residence to
ask the reason.
Alas it was the same old tale of sor-
row. The husband and father had gone
on drinking frolic, leaving a sick wife
and three starving children.
Mr.. BIS generous hear! prompted
him to go to their relief at once. He
entered the miserable dwelling and
found the sick woman lying in room
bare of furniture, while the children,
sitting by the bedside, were crying for