Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1883-12-12
temperance.

A drcary day, IA drizzling rain, and
hilling wind. No wonder the children
hurried to their homes this day, though
hey sometimes loitered to chat over their
beautiful lessons and temperance work.
| We follow two little figures, one UNI
hrela serving for both. as they tread the
reefs. Nearing II bakers shop, the
'der quickly opened the door, and snatch
NO kiss rom her playmate said, "take
my umbrella and run, Katy; you can
bring it back in the morning. Good bven'
For one moment Katy fingered; through
| he open door escaped odors that made
1er realize keenlv how very hungry she
| WAS, and it looked so bright in there.
A poor street-an attic room--a dull fire
and sadder than all tired heartsick
| mother nursing puny, fretful baby, was
| he too familiar picture which the little
Katy saw on reaching her home
Katy was only five years old. and
hadn't done much thinking, hut the
| contrast between her hom" and Allies
| struck to her heart, and with burst of
ears she exclaimed, "Oh! Mamma. why
| lOn't we have good times like Allie does;
ler shoes is all right; see how wet my
feet s-'sides, she has everything bu'ful,
md such dinners Her mamma never
| looks hungry like you do--Oh! we're so
drc6M here"
Don't child! l cant bear it," The
tnguished look in the young eyes almost
| 'renzied the mother. 'I'll tell you why
Allies papa is good, sober, hard work
| 'ng man, who spends his earnings for his
family, and not, AS your papa does, IN
Donald's saloon.' moment later, she
ldded speaking more to herself than the
child, "Whv don't the temperance folks
stop the Internal business? When Chris
ian men and women talk of high license
IS "A help to us it makes me wild. Don't
hey know that drinking men wiU buy
ghisky, if lis to b. had anywhere? And
hat high license and finer saloons mean
lust so much cold and hunger for wretched
ONES. like onrs? Great God! what
'ruel blndocss' sobbng hystercally-
Donald's children are never cold or
>ungry"
Katy, at first terrorized at her mothers
rantc words ana manner, grew suddenly
aim. She knelt, and clasping her small
lands said slowly and solemnly. "Dear
Tod! we're in ever so much trouble bout
nv papa cause he goes to the saloon.
| want you to make him all over nice and
ltW, 81 uc II Dt just HtCliy llhc hltlt .
papa; but | fink you'll have to make
hem temp'cnce womans shut up Donald's
,tloon fore you can do it. Me an NAM
nall help you all we can, and please
on t forget to hurry, for we're so tiard
vaitinn Bless my mamma and help her
Ike care of my poor sick brother-thats
he bahv-Amenn
All aolow the sweet face now! The
nothor looked bewildered. Who had
aught her child to pray? Alas that she
ad allowed a stranger this blessed privi-
eye! katy, do you suppose God will
rar such n little bit of girl as youe"
Course he wiI'-not shade of distrust
> the clear eyes. "don't cry so mamma
lear. Didn't teacher tell us to. day how
he teeny sparows couldn't ever fall down
h'out His KNOWN all bout i9 An you
now I'm bigger'n lots O. sparrows"-
Yrs Mtr9 Dpa,
Reading the above to my small
'ritic he says, ''Is that all-it isn't finished
wasnt her papa saved?" with dissap-
)ointment in every tone. As is in the
luscal scale we want the eighth note
satisfy tie car-the final word here is
Missing But, dear reader, when the
ear God helps"them temp'ence womans"
lose Donald's, and all other saloons, we
i'll add, ,.oh, so thankful y, the eighth note:
dear little Katy's papa is made all over
ice and new, just z .ctly like Allies
papa"