The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1869-06-18
smiling a faint, dying, quivering

smiling a faint, dying, quiverinl
smie.
Alexander Lomberg?' said Henry
gazing into the bloated, disfgure'
face before him.
you wouldn't have known me
Halp
Indeed, no 2
Il know I am altered
But, Alec cried Seaburn, 'ho7
il this? Why are you here?'
Rum, my Hal-RUM I'm about
done for. But l wanted to see you
They told me you lived not far away,
and l would look upon one friend be.
fore l died
But l heard you we're practiciDs
in your profession, Alec, and doing
we'll
so l did do well when 1 prscticed
Hal. 1 have made some pleas, but j
have given up all that
'And your father-where is he
Don't mention him he taught me
10 drink Ay, he taught me and
then turning the cold shoulder upon
me when 1 drank too muchl But
Pm going, Hal-going, gOingP
Henry Seaburn gazed into that
terrible face, aud remembered what
its owner had been-the son ofEealthy
parents; the idol of a fond mother;
the favorite at schools, at play, and
at college, a light of intellect and
physical beauty, and noble, gener-
Gus friend. And now, alasl ALEC,
can / help you?'
Yes And the poor fellow started
higher up from his pillow, and some
thing Of the light struggled for a mo-
ment in his eyes. Pray for me, Hal.
Pray for my SOUL Pray that 1 may go
where my mother isl She won't dis
own her boy. She could not have
done it had she lived. Oh! she was
a good mother, Hal. Thank God
she didn't live to see this! Pray for
Let me go to herr
As the wasted man sank back he
fell to weeping, and in a moment
more, one Of his paroxysms came on,
aud be began to rave. He thought
Harry was his father, and he cursed
him; and cursed the habit that had
been fastened upon him under that
fathers influence. But Henry could
not stop to listen. With an aching
heart be turned away and left the
hospital. He could not 20 home to
dinner then; he went down town, and
got his dinner there. At night he
went to the hospital again. He would
inquire after his friend, if he did not
see him.
Poor fellowl' said the physician,
he never came out Of that fit; he
died in half an hour after you went
out.'
1t was dark when Henry Seaburn
reached home. you didn't tell
where to put those demi-
Johns, Henry said his wife. She
had not noticed his face, for the gas
was burning but dimly.
sAhl 1 forgot. Come down with
me, Cora, and well find a place for
.hem.'
His wife followed him down into
the basement; and one by one he took
the demUohns and carried them into
the rear yard, there he emptied their
contents into the sewer. Then he
broke the vessels in pieces with his
foot, and bade Bridget have the dirt
man take the fragments away in the
Not one word had he spo-
ken to his wife all the while, nor did
she speak to him. He returned to
the sitting-room, where his boys
we're at their books, and took a seat
on one of the tete-G-tetes. He called
his wife and children about him, and
then he told them the story of Alex
lnder Lomberg.
'And now, my loved ones,' be ad-
led, laying his hand upon the heads
os his boys, Il have made solemn
row that henceforth my children shall
have no such influence at kheir home
They shall never have the occasion
to curse the example of their father.
will touch the wine-cup no more
forever! What say you, my boys
will you join me in that pledgep
They joined him with glad, gush-
iug willingness; for their hearts were
full, and their sympathies all turned,
BY a mothers careful love, to right.
And you, Cora?'
yes, yesl' she cried. 'And may
the holy lesson of this hour never be
o Godl let it rest, as an
angel of mercy, upon my boysl Let
it be light to their feet in the time
of temptation; and SO shall they bless
life the influence they carry
With them from their ,hOmel'