The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-05-06
THE EVILS OF INTEMPERANCE;

THE sTRoY WHICH GLASS TELLS.
| Bred In high lie,
A stranger was I to discord and strife.
| or Venetian Ware d texture so hne,
| The whole world OF fashion bowed at my shrine.
My hone at the side board, WAS one OF tho fairest
u cut glass and silver ruled as the rareet; 4
For on me men saw In strange fgree
Tho family initial quaint letter T.
| ST was for Temple, my owners name
| Twas for TEN perance, 0he letter the same)
Temple of temperance, therefore was christ
ened
And the angels In heaven quit siA ging and listened
At parties and dinIngs always appeared,
But at Temple Of Temperance" the wine bibers
sneered,
SO alone was left on the great silver tray
Only longing word for Temperance to say;
Though my beauty was praised by the CAV rockers '
tlrong
My name was DETAINED, In their rcyel and song.
But my prayer night and morn was only thIs line.
God keep me pure from the traces OF wine.
My Lord was stately his Lady was fair;
Thell son, youth of proud, peerless AR,
Day after day from ths fond mother, heart
Rose a prayer for her boy, the stay OF her life
That his heart be uIscalhed by adyersity's knife
But never for once did she pray that her son
BE spared from the sorrows, the horrors Of Rum.
Believing his con could MODERATELY drink;
Tho f,ther preached this, 1.-The ruinous brink
Can only be reached by the vulgar and low"
Alas Tor mis- doctaiae, the tale Of his woe
SO he offered the glass to his bright gift d boy
Who eagerly took it, his eyes dancing With joy
The mother looked on and then foldy smiled
AZ she thought what the future held for her child ;
With asorowing heart saw from that hour
He had fallen prey TO wines ruinous power.
Like thief In the right
There came In the midst Of dsnclnG, music and light
A threatening cloud which dsrkly hung
Owe proud Lord Temples sta ely home
The cloud Of IsrEMPsRASoE laden with gloom
developed its portals and sealed Its doom;
Their son had fallen; though he MODERATELY
drank
And deeper and deeper In sins mire he sank,
And forth from heart now void Of all Joy
Prayed the grief; stricken mother, Save my Boy"
But a voice came from heaven, the voice of God,
TO late, too, pass under the rod
The rest 10 soon told:
To tho demon Of wine their son they had sold
A whrlwind was teaped from one little seed
Too late both repented the terrible decd
Their hearts we're now broken aud eide by side
They were lain to rest on the banks OF the Clyde,
The river both loved. and whose waters dark
Flowed just at the edge Of the OLD TEMPLE PARK.
The monor disposed Of at private sales
now am owned by the Evil OF Glendaleg
My life uneventful | now spend the hours
In the breakfast room oiled with gay, wild R)wers,
Bat to flush nv tale, from morning "Pautr
The ksrl Of bis chocolate read Another Soul
Hurled thence By drink has gone to Its doom
The life Of Charles Temple ended this noon
Swing from the gallows for q heinoas crime
HIS name 10 q srain In the annals oil time"
Ny story lie done oh reader kind
A true useful Lille you will over md
By obeying these words Fling the bowl from your
hand
And come and unite with Temperance band
Oh mothers beware oh fathers take care
Aud touch not the poisonous drink
For ruin ami destruction are lurking there
To all who approach near It's brlak