Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1879-09-11

: Bat when your children cried for bread
: and you had none to give them. you be-
!, thought Yourself of thc little talent YOU
f possessed for writing, which had once
+ been the amusement of your lonely hours,
! and by preserving application. you sue
, cee'ied in procuring an humble lively hood
. But this reminds you that you should
5 have written something tonight; aFss. s.-
: !ecti.ig the subject 'lemory's Chamber" :"
/ you seize ssctr pen and write:
"Oh sacred spot, with curtains sable golden,
How ye enchant and chain my lionel, house
With voiceless melodies and chantings oldsn,
OF days when lies rough path wSs strewn-
with flowers.
''Where do they dwell,-the loved, the lost. the
youthful,
Who cheered my spirit in the odsn time?
Anu ne, Wllose love, so strong, so pure and truth
| full
! Wakes in my heart saddsne cd r,enlo,ay chime
'Do their feet wander thro' the shaded alleys
! Like granite pillar, stand, the stately palm?
Do.river5 clear flow lhrJ' the grcener valleys
Do zelhyrs kiss their brows with cooling
balm!
oh, happy they, who, laying down lifs's
burden,
Are waited upward to the far-oG sky;
And, blessed by God, receive their glorious
gnerion,
Eternal life in that fair world on E.gS.
do they above, with pitying looks bend o'er
me,
Who walk IN wearines, my lonely way,
With iear-d, tanned eyes and clouded path before
me-
Bid ME iook upward and benold the day?
On, Menu 'ry, give me back those long departed
10 cllmes remote and silent shores unknown;
Leave me not de,olate and broken-hsarted,
with bliShted hopes, and joys foiey er ilown."
You are aroused by the voice of 4 child
hi'irhluring in its sleep, and passing into
the next room, you bend over Il low couch.
Where two dear, curly heads. one brown
and one golden. nestle side by side; two
sweet, childish faces rosy with heakhfif
press the same pillow. One,
whose broad forehead and proud mouth
are SO like his father's-God shield Iinr
from his haplcss fate and tie other,
though his features are also boyish, are
more like your own.
Long and lovingly you gaze upon them,-
your sofe earthly trcau<tures, and the
thought that, but for the sparkless and
bitter wine cup. they misII; not be f;,tller-
es>, anu that you might now have been
lappy wife. would bring tears to your
yes, but that the tount was exhausted
ong ago, and that you. with your blightef
'nu benumeb existence. seem to have bur
lttlc capacity tor either joy or sorrow.
SUI out OF your heart springs an unutlered
'ut lervent prayer, that your ,larlings n.-.y
'e given strength 10 resist the temptations
II the vine cnp; anu you VOW, most SOL
'hn'y, fever to hold the poison to their
ps' but to warn them to shun it, OH, moro
han death
Parents. have mercy! have lncrcy upon
he future lives of your innocent children!
10 not give that moral poison to them i'm
heir infancy. swectened and made paIata-
lie to their infant tastes, under the delu-
ion that it will quiet them or soothe their
ain. DO not mix its vile flavor IN your
a'ces, your jellies. and your creams. to-
ltate tasre which. unless inherited, IS
1idoin, II ever. natural. If you have ac-
uired an unconqucl;.be thirst for it. do
OF indulge it before them, but warn them.
arm them faithfully against its resistless,
ltillcsS power. And remember, .'tliey
lat SOW the wind shall reap the whirl-
ind" and the poisoned bread which YOU
Nv cast upon. the waters" shall return
your own lips, even though after many
iys."