The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-05-31
For the New Northwest
Ninety Saloons ia Portland.


They there qaafrihe wine cupor flowing punch
bowl,
To the ruin OF manhood and destruction Of
Hear thar,poor mother-wlth her son she now
pleads,
Then with her husband she next intercedes:
my dear boy, my only, why blast yonr young
life
With that fermented cup that's full Of mad
stnfee
Il viii rob you OF earthly and heavenly joy
Never taste II again, I beg you, my boy
With you, my dear husband, how or have
plead
As only beggar might plead for his bread,
But little you heed the prayers Of your wife,
Who 10 save you would yield up her life;
husband, why viii you your own soul de-
stroy,
And hasten the ruin Of our one precious boy?
You know that he likes it-you too go astray-
'Tis dreadful, such places as over the way
But we wives and mothers must plead all in
vain
You but laugh us to scorn and call US insane"
u am all alone now, for neither would stay
o God! can it be they've gone over the wayg'"
a Ilol NJ lllQnlEnl. lis q low drunken DrstWi,
And think heard some one a policeman call;
Now a slow-reeling step is being led to the
Jail"
mother. your heart will break with a wall!
'Tis your own darling boy who goes there to-
night
Thank God, in His mercy He's spared You the
sight!
Heaven pity that boy, who is stIn in his teens.
Yet growing familiar with such fearful scenes.
II his poor mother knew where her boy has
been left,
Surely she'd be OF her reason beren.
The husband and father may reach home at
one;
The sad wife and mother knows what must be
done;
Her grief must be hidden and smiles play in
stead,
TIL she helps the poor drunkard into his bed;
As she smOothes down his pillows his red eyes
can trace
spirit-Iike pleading in her sad, wistful face,
And something reminds him OF their first
welded bliss;
He draws down her face and leaves there a kiss. i
She sickens and shudders and hurries away,
To fall on her knees 10 plead and to pray.
so Godi save my dear ones-help them yet TO |
do right"
Is the prayer that she pleads throughout the
long night.
Her boy returns not. She guesses all now,
And sadly she fears he engaged in that row.
The day IS now dawning-an age has rolled on |
To that poor weary mother since her boy has |
been gone,
And soon she must go and find her poor child
She is sure she knows where-and the thought
drives her wild.
A golden five dollars she takes from her stort,
Then thinking moment, she fears twill be
more;
Another-'tis all that now she commands;
She earned every cent with her own trembling
hands.
But what cares she now be the table not spread
She longs for her boy and cares not for bread
Her husband sleeps on; he will not waken
soon;
She hopes TO return by the hour Of noon.
Yes, her darling is there looking haggard and
worn;
His locks are all tangled, his clothing all torn;
But her arms are about him-she calls him her
boy,
But OF 'tis in sorrow-it cannot be JOY.
A trial, a fine-hye dollars and cost
Only triie TO these poor people lost,
A pang TO be borne by the heart-broken mother;
It's no worse for her than for many another.
yTis over. Together they hurry away;
She begs from her neighbors a loaf for to-day.
But how can she hopee Those saloons are
there still;
Her husband and son, they will go there al
will.
You know these saloons are all sanctioned by
law,
SO grieving and pleading will weigh not a
straw.
This case is mild one. There are many much
worse,
And all brought about by this same liquor
curse.
Who is it that issues license 10 men
To keep liquor saloon or low brothel den
But husbands and fathers, with sons TO be
reared9
o, drinklng's the vice that's most 10 be feared
For it sleeps Its poor victim in diseases and
crime,
Oft making his bed in the hlthiest slimei
o, husbands and fathers, cannot YOU awake
To sense of your duty, and such measure,
take
As viii drive this vile monster clear out Of tn,
And leave the whole people one temperate
bands
We know you could do Il II only you would;
We women would do it If only we could.
But then. we Will have our rights before long;
As n cold water army wen prove ourselvC
strong
BY voting the demon clear out OF the land,
Thus leaving the people one temperance ban'
Remember, YOU dealers in liquors and wines,
In part you will have 10 account for the fines
Required by the law for the drunkarl's mi
deeds,
The wants Of his children, his widows scar
weeds;
For the ruin OF bright and beautiful boys,
Who but for rum would be earth's chiefest joy
For the fall OF stin others care not 10 name,
Yet bibbers Divine will know all the same.
All you who sell liquor, take warning an
think
or the '-bottomless pitt for you're Just on II
brink.
Look into that cauldron-tiss seething and blu,
Souls together are erowding 10 make room r
you,
And soon you'll be wailing and ruashiny vo,
teeth,
For those kissing blue flames round ,o,- ,,,
souls will wresthe;
Then afar ye will see round tho ,v,,,o 81.
OF God
The spirits OF those who passed upder :,
Ou' PArsEY
A debtor gave as an excuse for no
payment, that 'money was very clos
but not close enough vet for hin,