The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1876-04-19

~ IL loo in{es temperance Aeii kc~9c tAy
Or poor little bessie must soon stare and
slic; ,fe
All the day long I've been begging foF
bread IL
Father Is a drunkaId, and motleris desAs
Tliegame OF billiards was LEFT unfinished.
the cards We're thrown aside upon the
counter; all had pressed near some With
curiosity. some with sadness, and sonic
with pity beaming from their eyes ems
tranced with the musical voice and beauty
OF the child. who seemed 10 he better fitted
to be with angels above than III such .
place.
The scene shallnev forget TO my dying
day, aud the sweet cadence of her musical
voice still rings In my ears. and every
word Of the song, as Il dropped from her
lips, sank deep In the hearts Of all those
around her.
With her golden hair falling carelessly
around her little shoulders, her face Of al-
most ethereal Desuty, and looking SO
trustingly and contidingly uloll the men
around, her beautiful blue eyes illumina-
ted with q light that seemed not Of earth,
formed picture 1 I purity and innocence
worthy the genius ofa poet or painter.
At the close of tile song many were
weeping; men who had not shed tear for
years now wept like children. One young
man, who had resisted with scorn the
pleading al a loving mother and the en-
treaties Of friends to strive to lead q better
life, 20 dssist from course that was was-
ting his fortune aud running his health.
now approached tile child. and taking
both her hands IN his, whiletears strvanied
down his pale cheeks, exclaimed with
deep emotion.
s.God bless you, my little angel! You
have saved me from ruin and disgrace,
from poverty and irunkard's grave. IT.
there ever were angels on earth you are
one. Goi hless you 7 And putting bill
in the hand OF the mother. said, please
accept this trifle AS token ofmy regard
aud esteefns for your little girl has done
me Kindness no wealth can ever repay.
Andremember. whenever you nre In want,
you will find In me true friend at the
same time giving her his name and adj
dress.
Taking her child. by the hand, she
turned 10 20, but, paasing at the door,
said:
God bless you, gentlemen! Accept the
heartfelt thanks ola poor friendless wo>
man for the kindness and courtesy you
have shown her. Before amy could reply,
she was gone.
A silence .uf several minutes ensued,
which was nj last brnken By the proprie-
tor, who exclaimed:
"Gentlemcn. that lady Is right. and !
have sold my last glass of wliiskey; II any
% you want more. sou win have TO 70
elsewhere
And have drunk my last glass Of
whiske,' said young man who had long
been given up ~ utterly beyond thereach
us those who had deep interests In his wei
fare-tlat he had sunk too low to re-
form. "'rherc u a temperance organiza-
ton IN this city, aud ut their next meet-
Ing shalt send up my name 70 be nd,
mItted. Who will 20 with me 2
"I-I-I-I, an. I several exclaimed
III chorus, and fifteen names were added
10 his.
True 10 his woni, the owner of the
SALOON where the strange scene was enac-
ted disposed ofhis entIrn stock The next
day, and II now engaged In an honorable
business. Would TO heaven that lady
with her little one could have gone into
evoy hamlet, town, and city throughout
our country; aud met with like results