Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-01-20
THE TEMPERANCE MOVEMENT.

The tidal wave is going on with force and
earnestness. 1t is at the full and will lead on
to fortune. 1t has come in answer to the
prayers of the heroic six thousand women of
Charleston, who besought the General Assem-
bly, to prohibit the traffic in spirituous liquors.
The State is being warmly commended on all
sides for its recent legislation on this subject.
OF what great force is example! Lancas.
ter closed the doors of the bar-rooms some
months since, and on last Monday our neigh
boring towns, Chester and Rock Hill, made q
similar effort. Initiating her example, each
held municipal election on the f1th instant
in which the issue was squarely made between
"license" and mo license"
The habit of drinking whisky has grown
to an extent in this State that has become
truly alarming. This is the true logic of
facts-sad truths at that. 1t is becoming a
curse to our people. We hope they are now
fully aroused to the Importance Of the hour
and are taking second sober view of the sit
uation. The history of the past, filled with
its desolations and gloom, is lesson of se-
we're instruction, but useful as sign-board to
point out the proper road to travel. =
A correspondent of the Rock Hill Herald
hit the target the eye, when he said l.:
eve have yet to hear of town having lost
trade by abolishing license Lancaster took
this step last January, and her trade the past
year has been by far the largest in her histo-
ry. Marlboro county, Gin this State) has not
had bar-room within her borders for several
years, and no town in the State, for its size,
enjoys such trade as Bennettsville, her coun-
ty town, and it is also noted fact that no
where in the State are the people, especially
the poorer classes, black as we'll as white-so
prosperous as in this no-license town."
He is only in error as to the date when the
prohibition went into effect. 1t was on the
1st of May last. He might well have added
that it has been subject of general remark
that the late Christmas with US passed Oft
without single rencontre, and the New Year
tripped in with glad heart to witness the
smiling face of peace.-Lancaster Review.
BEFORE AND AFTERzThis is year be-
fore marriage He is making her call. He
has been thinking all day of her. There are
his boots newly blacked, his collar spotless,
his form ditto on side, his gloves drawn on for
the first time, his hair newly parted and OIL
ed, his face newly shaven, his heart palpitates
for her, his nerves are nervous for her, ne
fears she may be out or that her parents may
object, or worse than that, some other fellow
may be there with her. The door opens.
She is there and alone. He is happy.
This is a year after marriage. He is ring.
ing at the door. His face unshaven, his col
lar much worn, his boots unblacked, his hair
unbrushed. He rings again in exactly ten
seconds. He gives the bell short, petulant
pull. He is thinking Of her. He is grumb-
ling that she doesn't answer it sooner. He
has not all day been thinking of her. He
has gone farther maybe and Jared worse.
Now she opens it. "Takes you forever to
answer that bell" His unbrushed boots sound
sullenly as he ascends the stairs. She follows
meekly after. He thrashes into the room
and around the house and sings out, "Isn't
dinner ready YETI" She bids him be patient
but moment. But he won't. Because din
ner isn't ready within one minute after he
gets home. Because this is one year after
marriage. Because the bloom is off the
rye the down rubbed from the peach, and
various other considerations. Because it's
the way of the world, of man, of matrimony !
Oh, tempora! Oh, mores! Oh, matrimony -
New York Graphic.
A TOUCHING SroRY.-One rarely meets
bit of more touching romance than is found
in the following story, that comes from
Wales: Years ago some Welsh miners, in
exploring an old pit that had long been closed,
found the body of young man dressed in
fashion long out of date. The peculiar ac-
tion of the air in the mine had been such as
to preserve the body so perfectly that it
appeared asleep rather than dead. The mi
ners were puzzled at this circumstance no
one in the district had been missed within
their remembrance, and at last it was resolved
to bring the oldest inhabitant-an old lady
long past her eightieth year, who had lived
single in the village the whole of her life.
On being brought into the presence of the
body strange scene occurred the old lady
fell on the corpse, kissed and addressed it by
every term of loving endearment, couched in
the language of bygone generation. He
was her only love she waited for him during
her long life; she knew that he had not for
sakan her The old woman and the Young