The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1873-06-25
An Angel in a S Saloo o1.
\ TRUE : TORY.

A''N, '""J IA 'C' L h''i.. iiti'E, lO.lOW-
ed by child catered "nc OF the fash.
ionablc Saoo"s in the city OF y -----
The writer happened to be passing
at the time and imrcilrl by curiosity
followed hor in to &c. what would cu :
sue.
STEPPING ur TO the bar ami addr' S.
Jug he proprietor, she said "S;ir,
can yoa assist mc ! have TO hume,
no friends and not able t. work ;"
lle. gloLcvd at her, an'l ia III at the
child with a mingled look Of curiosty y
aud pity. E"iGch,ly lie Was much
SURPRISED to see a woman in such a
IL. &C.. hcggi"g, but vi. i.hout asii"g
any GUcs;!ona, gaze her some change,
aud turning to those present, he said !:
"G !ntlcmeu here is a lady in dis
trc<s, can't souc OF you hel p her"
They al chccrtally acarHed to the
r,puc I, aAi @.on " pu,. { Of ten
ho;l"r, vas r"i>,d ind Tut in her
ha,:A.
"M.l.m," said The gentleman who
gave her the mohcy,. "hy do yur come
toa salonn : !: ;sn-t Il very proper
llacc for :: lacy, anI why are you
'iri'en to such ii step ?'
sir, inYw it isn't proper place
for mc to be in, ana you ask ME why
Al" driven to such step. ! will
tell you in one short word,' pointing
- A hptt;e behind the counser iAbo,l.
Cd '"hi i>key,' ";h It is what brought
Inc hcro-WhiaEey ! I wac. onc;
happy and surrounded by Al, Tie
Injuries thai wealth c4uld procure,
with an ind.l@cn. Husband. But in
an evil hour lie was tempted, and not
possessing the will to resist the temp
tation, fell and in one short year my
dream Of happiness was over, my
home forever dcsolatcd, and the kind
husband, and the wealth some called
mine, lost, lost, never to return, and
all by the accursed wine cup. You
SEQ before you only wreck of my
former self, homeless and friendless,
and with nothing left mo in this world
but this little child" Weeping Bit
tcrly, she affcctionately carcsscd the
golden eurls that shaded u face OF cx-
quisitc lovclincas.
Regaining her composurc, and
turning to the proprietor of tho saloon,
she continued "Sir, the reason |
enter place like this is to implorc
those who deal in tho deadly poison
to dcSist, to stop, business that
tpreads de olation, ruin, poverty and
starvation. Think one moment Of
y"ur own loved ones and then imagine
them in situation | am in. ! ap-
peal to your better nature, I appeal
to your heart, for | know you possess
a kind one, tc rctiIo from business
so rninous to your patrons. Did you
krow that TIC money you rec i've
across this bar is the same as taking
Tread from ont the mouths Of faMish-
cd Wives aud children of your custom
ora THAI it strips the clothes from
their asks, 1cpriycs them of all tie
comforts of life, and unhappue<s,
misery, crimo and dcsolation into
fheir once happy home On, sir, 1
implorc, bescech and pray you to re-.
tire from a business you blush to own
you arc engaged in before your fellow
men, and enter one that will not only
be profitable to yourself bat to your
fellow creatures also. You will cx-
cusc nc if have spoken too plainly,
but l could not help it when
thought Of the misery and unhappi.
ness it has caused nc.
"Madam, [ am not otTondcd," he
answered, with voice husky with
emotion, "but thank you from my
heart for What you have said"
"Mamma," said the child who
meantime had been spoken to by
some Of the gentlemen prcsent--tak.
ing hold Of her mothers hand, "ihcsc
gentlemen wish ne to sing Hitttc
Bessie for them, shall | do 20 7"
eyes, if, darling they wish you
TO-"
They all joircd in the request, and
placing her in IL chair she sang in n
sweet childish voice, the fol-
lowing beautiful soug
Oul in tho gloomy night sadly roam,
have no mothcr dear, no pleasant home :;
n" one cares for Inc, no one would cry,
Even if poor liitle Bessie should die.
Weary and tired I've wandered all day,
Asking Tor work, but AN too small they
say,
On the damp ground must lay my head,
Gather is druukard an'l mother Is dead.
We were so happy Till father drank rum,
Then nil our trouble and SORROW begun:
Mother grow pale and wcpt every day
Ru J and 7 were too hungry to play.
:.orly they faded ill one summer night
Found their deal faces all silent and white
Imen with big tears dropping I said:
Father is drunkard and mother 10 dead
on IF tho temperance men only could find
roor, wrc.cneL father and talk very kind {;
It they would stop him from drinking, then
| should he very happy again;
Is it too late, Temperance men? Please try
Ur poor little Dcssic must soon starve aud
die
All tho dsy long I've been begging for
bread,
Ialncr is q t!rUnLard and mother is dead.