The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-10-07
A Daughters Statagem.

the halls of Congress. Yet, though he
was called great he was not good, be-
cause he was very fond of drinking
wine, brandy, etc., and frequented the
gambling rooms so numerous In that
city. These habits gained upon him
daily, until they conquered all his moral
strength. His townsmen refused to
send him as their delegate any longer.
Judge Rose had an amiabe wife and
three pretty daughters. Mary, the
eldest, was his special pet. He thought
more of her than of HIMSELF and no
wish of hers went unqualified. She was
of sweet disposition, and 80 obedlent
and respectful to her parents, and kind
to every one about her, that she was
beloved by everybody. And, although
her fathers dwelling was the most
elegant, and they had beautiful grounds,
and fine clothes, she never put on airs,
us many do, but was modest and
retiring.
Mr.. Rose and his wife and daughters
were all members of Christian Church.
He was often suspended from its fellow
ship, and on promises of repentance,
received again, His influential position
in society, and the pious conduct of his
wife and daughters, caused much pity
for them and elected much patience
They hoped by love and forbearance to
restore him wholly. But all the love of
his family and of the church did not
stop this erring man in his downward
course.
AT last so low did he fall as to lose all
self respect, and frequent the lowest
whiskey shops in the town. Daily he
went out unshaved, unwashed, ragged,
and almost naked, and when drunk
would sing some low song, which would
draw around him crowd of boys to
jeer and laugh, and scorn the once
dignified and respected judge. In per-
sonal appearance he was now the lowest
of the low.
1t is hot to be supposed that Christian
and temperance men allowed such
man to ruin himself without efforts to
save him. Earnest and persevering
endeavors were put forth, prayers were
offered up, and his family left no avenue
to his heart unentered, but all were
alike useless and hopeless. His wife
and daughters wept and prayed, but
despaired entirely.
Mary, his pet, often labored to save
her father from open disgrace, if not
from private sin. She became very sad,
and refused to attend church, or go into
society. When her father was sober,
he had sense enough to perceive the
sorrowful change in his once happy
Mary, and seemed to regret his course
more for her sake than his own.
One morning he started as usual for
the drinking shop. He was a terrible
object, indecent to look at, as well as
filthy. His wife tried to hold him back,
and get him, at least, to put some decent
but he would not yield. Mary
made her appearance by his side, clothed
in rags, low at the neck, bare armed and
with an old whisky bottle
in her hand. Taking her fathers arm,
she said, Come, father, Pm going
too"
Going where ?" said he, staring at
her as if horror struck.
ITO the dram shop. What's good for
you is good for me-"
Then she began to flourish her bottle
and sing one of the low songs she had
heard him sing in the streets.
$50 back girl, you are crazy; mother
take her in"
But am going, father, with you, to
ruin my soul and body. 1t is Of no use
for me to be good, while you are going
off to the bad place. You'll be lonely
there without your Mary"
Go away, girl, you'll drive me
madn
But you have been mad for long
time, and 1 am going mad, too. What
do care2 My father is only poor,
cid, despised drunkard, his daughter
may as well get drunk and lay in the
gutter, too"
SO Mary pulled away at her fathers
arm, and went on to the gate. He drew
back; she still hung on and sung louder.
A few boys began to run towards them,
and then her father broke from her
hold and went into the house there he
sat down, and putting his face in his
hands, wept and sobbed aloud. Still
Mary staid out.
What is the matter Y'' asked Mrs.