, 1879-08-28
TContinued from last week.

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Continued from last week.
Coleman Brown, aged only II, a
good mechanic, brave soldier, a man
of more than ordinary ability, is dead.
Who killed him ? "Why," you
say, she killed himself " Yes; years
ago he began that selimurdcr, when
be took that first glass in his hand,
just as some young men here, per
maps. have already begun theirs,
He did not see that that first glass
was shaped like a pistol, but it was !.
That first glass had blood in 1t 7!
But he did not taste it, else it would
have been the last. And every day
since that first glass has been fasten
ing its rice.like grasp tighter and
tighter upon that pistol Yes, he
killed himself +! His own hand press
ed the fatal trigger But there were
other fingers on that trigger, other
hands grasped the pisto.. Was the
hand of his own father one? | do
not know the facts of this case, but
this know: That the parent whose
blood and secretions are narcotized
with tobacco, or saturated with liq.
uor, must transmit to his child ter
rible legacy. That father may feel
none of the ill-etfects of his indul
gences, but the child will have with.
in him fiery nerve Of appetite when
he is born, which awaits only the liq
uid spark Of the first glass to make
it raging, destroying oonhsgration.
This is not rhetoric, but physioIog
ical fact, which any physician who is
not quack will corroborate.
I've seen boys-sons of "moderate
drinkers" men who never were the
"worse for liquor" "and yet who drank
daily-l've seen their boys drunk
ards before they were ten years OF
age, and ON the swift road to drunk
ards or a suicides grave | tell
you, HEREDITY has long arms, and
strong, merciless hands. Many
father, long years dead, reaches out
from his grave that skeleton arm,
thrusts the pistol against his sons
head, and with his own body fingers
presses the fatal trigger that sends
his suicile.son into eternity
Parents Gods word is Just as
true now as when written on Snaitic
tables of stone. He says that be will
"visit the inlquity of the fathers up.
on the children unto the third gen
eration." Beware how you put your
children under this rsmorseless law
of moral grayitstion.
3. The hand of society was upon
pistol also.
"Whiskey did t." And Whiskey
is sold at every street corner, and
society not only permits it, but legal
ICES it and shares in the blood. money
Who is society? We are. Yes;
your hand and niue were on that "a.
tai trigger We know that men
will throag these saloons aud drink
themselves into brutality; that some
of them will commit murder, and
others will murder themselves. We
see Coleman Browns thronging our
saloons by the score, breeding fatal
appetites, diseasing their bodies,
Grazing their brains, breaking down
their sills and losing all self.res.
traint. And all this is done by the
authority Of society, for a certain
price in money--money that is blood
stained--which we eagerly take be-
cause 1t saves US so much in taxes,
forgetting that for every dime saved
in direct taxation whiskey lsvics dol.
lars Of indirect taxes Then when
the saloons produce their legitimate
results-when the suicides or mur.
derer's blood cries to Heaven-socia-
ty snatches away its hands from the
trigger, drops its blood-monsy, aud
lifts these hands in holy horror, and
cries; "What a reign Of horrors
Can nothing be done to stop it?"
Yes; dry up the fountaim-the ga.
looms! But society never thinks of
that 1t is so much easier to hang
murderer than to shut up grog
shop 1t is much easier to lose souls !
than a revenue 1t is much easier
to bury drunken suicide than live
politician So society keeps one
hand full of bIood-money and the
other on the suicides pistol