Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1880-08-16
Temperance.
SCENE Ar GLENDALoUGH.

1t is work more than talk that is
wanted in this busy, bustling world.
And although all are not armed with
the orators power and responsibility,
all-young and old, rich and poor-can
WELD the mallet of the workman. This
is beautifully illustrated by an incident,
the accuracy of which has been album
dainty established by those Immediately
concerned. 1t is many, many years
since Mr.. and Mrs. Hall visited Ireland,
previous to writing their well-known
work descriptive of its scenery and Gus
toms. On the occasion of their visit to
Glendalough, the far-famed district of
the Seven Churches, they observed
young lad seated on one of the tomb
stones, who, Immediately on their APP
proach, dotted his cap, and offered his
services as guide over the district. A
bargain was soon struck and the party
drove off. The lad, full of the quaint
old legends of the place, did his work
well and to the entire satisfaction of his
employers. Returning home after
days thorough enjoyment, Mr.. Hall took
flask from his pocket, and, after par
taking of the contents, offered some to
the lad. To his utter establishment the
offer was firmly but politely declined.
To Mr.. Hall such a thing was inexpli-
cable-an Irish boy who would not even
taste whiskey was, indeed. stranger
sight than any he had seen during the
day. He could not understand 1t. Re-
solved to test the lads principles, he
offered him shilling, then half crown,
then FIVE shillings, if he would drink
the poisonous drug; but the lad was
firm. Under the ragged jacket there
throbbed true heart. Mr.. Hall deter
mined, however, to conquer If possible,
and finally offered him half sovereign,
coin not often seen by lads of his class
in these parts. 1t was wicked act,
and proved too much for the politencss
even of an Irish boy. Drawing himself
up in something we'll nigh akin to in
dignation, and pulling temperance
medal from the folds of his ragged jack
ct, he firmly told Mr.. Hall "that for all
the money his honor might be worth he
would not break his pledge" The his
tory of the medal was. soon told. 1t
had belonged to the lads father, who
had spent the prime of his days in the
service of the cruelest of task-masters-
Drink. Until the advent of the gentle
Apostle Of Temperance, happiness had
been unknown in yon home on the hill
side. But with his advent, peace and
joy prevailed. The medal was now
round the lads neck-a fathers dying
legacy to his son. Hence his noble and
firm resolve. Nor was his heroism in
vain. 1t was too much for Mr.. Hall
who there and then screwed the top on
to the flask, and threw it into the lake
by the side of which they stood. Since
that day, and entirely through the
influence of that lad, Mr.. and Mrs. Hal
have been staunch teetotalers, aiding
the movement by tongue and pen. Ii
face of an incident such as this, why
should any one say they have no infu
ence?
what if a little rain should cay,
So small drop as
Can ne'er refresh those thirsty fields
I'll tarry in the sky?
What if a shining beam at noon
Should in its fountain stay
Because it's feeble light alone
Cannot create day.
Does not each rain drop help to form
The fredericksburg shower2
And every ray of light
To warm and beautify the fowerg"
Mrs. Stowe writes, that when Georg
Shelby visited Legree's plantation t
purchase back Uncle Tom, he foun,
himself too late to do more than sooth
the poor fellows last moments, and Civ
him grave. But, kneeling on the tur
} which wrapped the clay of his poor oil
friend, he vowed that from that da
forward he would live with a single OF
, ject, and that to do one mans work i
wiping out the shame and disgrace {
slavery from America. Reader seem
the wreck and ruin caused by the llque