The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1882-12-13

Another View Of Il.
The following amusing lines were writ.
ten by Dr. D. W. yanDyke, and were read
by him before the Mechanics Institute, in
Lebanon, lately;
Once more, my friends, we have a chance,
II give some views on temperance.
How strange a thing it is that we
Upon this subject can't agree.
When you find good thing, why use it.
But take good care not to abuse it.
This plan is good to me it seems
The way to keep from all extremes.
The wise Apostle said ITO take
A 1ttte for your stOmach's sake.n
A little wine, just now and then,
Is relished by the best of men.
Some one the wine will never touch,
Another takes, at times too much.
A problem here, we now will state,
These men are both Incorporate.
If they'd be brothers, they have got
Each to yield his views somewhat.
Both must start and leave their stations,
Meet half way, then take their rations.
Most thinking persons will despise
The man who will not compromise.
yielding paciies great offences"
And cures us Of all our pretenses.
If e'er a remedy be found,
Twill be upon some middle ground.
If we would heal the worlds distresses,
We must avoid all these excesses.
The very hot or very cold,
Is not so good for young or old;
A maxim wise, we here will state,
Ala0ays be good and temperate.
Now, if permitted, we would say,
Go meet your brother Just half way;
On some such plan, perhaps wen find
A place to suit most all mankind:
Except a few 'rantankerous,"
Who always like to raise a fuss.
To have better moral tone,
Let's live within the temperate zone.
A score perchance, just here and there,
Would lift their hands aloft and swear,
Wen not submit" j." if you're so rigid,
Then 60 your way to zone the frigid.
Some say ''tis h01Tid," those we'd tell,
There'syourroad, you go to--the torrid zone.
Having banished all these chaps,
We'd have a good old time, perhaps.
When this is done, it will be seen,
The people will be homogene;
Our hands together, then we'd splice,
In this good temp'rance paradise.
We'd live together, oh, how true,
Yes, both the Gentle and the Jew.
Search from Beersheba down to Dan,
Perhaps you'll find no better plan,
If this don't suit your every wish,
We have still here another dish.
Wen try to make it palatable,
And suit your taste if we are able.
Come, one and all, let's stop this nonsense
And each be governed by his conscience.
Some folks at meals will have their meats
Others prefer some bread and beets;
One will discard both beef and mutton,
For fear he might become a glutton
John Ohinaman just takes his rice,
Commingled with both rats and mice,
Then smacks his lips and says ''they're nice 8
If one prefers the Tanner diet,
Why surely he's the right to try it;
But where's the man that thinks it best
To force the dish on all the rest?
Should one be found, the case is plain,
The man must surely be insane.
Let conscience, then, be each mans guide
We want no other law beside
To regulate our daily food
But liberty to choose the good.
Some one speaks up, and says, che thinks
This will not do applied to drinks"
Why not? If one has reason he can see
The force of this analogy
Freedom to act, freedom to think,
Freedom to choose your meat and drink;
Liberty to man and every beast,
For liberty is a glorious feast.
Before we finish up this question,
We beg to make one more suggestion.
The cure is not in making laws,
But you must first remove the cause.
A witness true, we now will call,
1t is the great Apostle Paul;
man whose views are of more worth
Than all the men who tread the earth;
When him you've heard, you then will SCI
What is the baneful Upas tree,
That spreads its branches far and near,
Poisoning the moral atmosphere.
'Ihe lO0e Of money" is the root,
Then whisky is but one offshoot.
A branch cut off with AK or sword,
Win spring right up, like Jonah's gourd;
The tree will grow and thrive until
Some way is found the root to kill;
Whoever tries it, we'd implore,
To place the plaster on the sore.
Great men and small, in various stations,
Are subject to some sore temptations;
But one stands out in bold relief,
Of all temptations it is the chief:
TITS thirst fer gOld, the wise men think,
'Iis worse by far than thirst for drink.
When the Demon Avarice gets control
OF the nice machinery Of the soul,
Pen can't describe, no tongue can tell,
The world can't show its parallel.
1t was the base Iscanot,
Who, for price, his name did blot
He bartered of eternal bliss,
Betrayed his Master with kiss,
What brought the sinless to the tomb,
And draped the earth with midnight gloom
What brought the cross, the groans, the pal
The l0ge Of money caused 10 aH.
What caused the bleeding Lamb to cry.
ElOi, Lama, Sabachthani =?
What made those tears Of anguish fall
'Ii0as lace Of money caused 10 all.
We wish that all our moral teachers.
Including doctors, lawyers pgssehers,
Would find plan, bY these upheavals,
To keep mGnkind from GlI The eUils.
Wk5n whisky problems do arise,
They fill some folks with great surprise,
Just see the prohibition host,
Pop up their heads ike Ranquo's ghost.
When on this question they are pressed,
Jgst view them throw coat, hat and vest
Then from the Bible they retire,
Like rats from an old barn on FIRE
They run with legs so very timber,
And seek to find the tallest timber.
But now We II stop, not cause we're frightepli
But that the world may be enlightened.
Oh that kind Heaven would interpose,
And give great wisdom unto those