The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1876-02-12
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the hand of Prescott. How are the Sons
to-nightT
AS usual-thriving.
What makes you SO late Frank asked
Mrs. Winslow. you promised to come at
ten o'clock
The books got little twisted. But sit
down, Suke; want to talk with Charley
and Frank threw himself into a rocking
chair before the fire.
"No, no, Frank; it is almost twelve
o'clock.
Never mind cit down. They say there
Is more liquor drank since the Maine law
was passed than ever before, turning to
Charles Prescott.
And there is more cheating, killing, and
stealing since the ten commandments were
made than ever before. What does that
proven
'Bahp
'You refer to the golden calf2'
Seriously, Charley, in my opinion, the
fanatics who made that law ought to be
held responsible for half the drunkenness
in the community
And Paul, Peter, and John for half the
sins the gospel was intended to prevent
you talk like one of the fanatics, said
Frank, his cheek reddening with anger.
Il merely change the application Of the
principles which your remarks cover.
you distort them. A fanatic can't argue
the question fairly. Come, Suke. let's go
home
Frank winslow rose from his chair, but
instantly sank back again.
What is the matter, Frankf asked his
wife
Nothing; don't you see?' and he attempt
ed to rise again, but without success.
What ails you =? How strange you act J
Your Sons and your Name laws are a
humbug, Charley; there's no rubbing that
ont. Tell me about your hic-Maine
law =
20 Heavensv groaned the poor wife.
'What the deuce's the - hic 49, matter
now?'
1t was too plain to be longer concealed
Frank Winslow was drunk The heat Of
the room was revealing the terrible trutl
to the poor wife, to the fond sister, that the
husband and brother was hopelessly intoX-
icated
Charles Prescott was shocked Carrie:
cheek was pale, and her frame trembled
that smile was gone, for the loving brother
was drunkard!
TWAS an agonizing moment to the fonC
wife. Mountains of sombre clouds cam,
rolling down before her bewildered senses
and the future was dark with poverty, woe
disgrace, and death. The drunkard's grave
yawned like a cavern of hell in the path o
her husband.
o, Frank, Franz = exclaimed she, throw
ing herself into his arms, and bathing hi
brow with her woman's tears.
'What in--ails you al 2 said Frank
gazing round with drunken leer.
Ehorlao ottappted IN Uet him Ipon hi
feet; but he was utterly helpless.
Let me--hic-alone. am none of you
cussed- hic-fa natics, that can't 90 alone
and he fell at full length upon the floor.
Mrs Wnslow threw herself into chair
and sobbed in bitterness of spirit. Carrie
wept upon her bosom. 1t was a sad sight
that group of weepers over the drunken
body of noble-hearted, generous younl
man. Angels weep over such pitiable OBJ
jects.
With much difficulty Charles Prescott
succeeded in putting him to bed; but to al
save the besotted inebriate it was sleep
less night Tears stained the pillow of tn
wife and sister, and silent prayers rose t,
heaven for the preservation of the erin,
young man.
Morning came, and Frank had slept OF
his debauch. He was conscious of his pc
sition, and with shame and humiliation h
presented himself in the breakfast room O
his friend. The pale, anxious faces, tn
red and swollen eyes of his wife and sister
told him what they had suffered.
Like true man, he acknowledged hi
fault, and promised to amend. Charlie
pointed out the necessity Of making prr
ciple of abstinence, to which he assented
and promised to connect himself with tn
Sons. He kept his promise, and in fe'
weeks was initiated.
Mrs. Prescott, after the impressive lesso
she had received from the experience Q
her brother, was convinced that activ
membership in temperance society, or 9
least a cherished principle of abstinence
was necessary in these degenerate days 70
the salvation of the young man.
Her husband had resisted temptatio
through the salutary influence o. the Sons
and she could not but reflect how unreasor
able she had been in attempting to lur
him away from the fountain of his prir
ciple.
Even Mrs. Winslew has so far overcom
timdity as to be content to stay alone e'
cry Saturday night, while her husband a
tends the meetings of the Order. 1t is
blessed thing for the wife to be assured thu
while he is away from her in those houi
which properly belong to her, he is fertify
ing his soul against the temptations Thu
everywhere beset him. -"M Doors an
Out" by Oltcer optic.