The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1884-11-08

farm. but began the erection of house in
the village, which was TO be handsomer than
anything of the kind ever attempted there
There's where your wages nave gone,
said Mr.. Heckles to poor lAoorer, VINO was
standing before the new edihce one evening
just prior to its completion. You deprive
yourself of every comfort and keep your wife.
ana children in abject poverty, in order that
this man may build a ine house and live at.
The laborer stared at him but made no.
reply The argument was too deep Tor his
duh comprehension. The indulgence of his
appetite for strong drink was OF more conse.
uuence to him than wife, children and all
one evening, as Mr.. Reckles rode past the
new house, he saw Mr.. Lambert Mt the gate
and stopped to speak TO him. While they were.
talking man staggered by, half supported
by a shabbily-dresSed woman, down whose
pale and sorrows stricken face the tears were
streaming like rain.
~ saw that woman go into your saloon half
ing for her husband, / suppose
| "Pr, baby" said lambert sharply The
fellow is always drunk on saturday night"
"IsuppOSe YOU are ready 10 ad NIT now that
your saloon has done some harm?' said
Heckles.
III didn't sell them liquor some other man
would" sand Lambert.
Probably. But yOu ought not to be the
man. If every man made up his mind to that
there wouldn't DE any liqnor sold.
Heckles" said Lambert impatently. ut
has paid me wei. | am now out Of debt and
| in fair way to become IN very comfortable.
circumstances. have been singularly pros
! porous
Those who frequent your saloon haven't
| prospered," said HeCkleS, with short laugh.
land believe you VIII he sorry yet that YOU
| opened the place. Lambert"
Lambert smiled and changed the subject
| little dreaming thai he v as begin the reap
| iug of his harvest tina. very night.
He retired early TO rest, but about midnight
was aroused by the sound Of great commo-
| ton beneath his win ow, ana the loud ring
| ing of his door-bell. He fastened down
| stairs, and as he threw open the hall door he
| saw a crowd OF men, bear ng on a shutter the
| body OF his eldest son, which was covered
| with blood.
There's been a row down at the saloon"
| sad some one. "Arlhurs pretty badly cut
up"
| tone OF horror; tor he had known nothing OF
| Arthurs prediction for liquor, and his WIS.,
| its to Butler parior.
| "Oh, il rGt MOI be.
Arthur died the following day, and the
| wrctched father went almost MAJ with grief
and despair. But he did not blame himself
| or the So Don for the accident He spent al
| his rage upon the man who had as aul ed his
son, ana II ed every endcavor to have him
properly punished. Only when he had been
| committed to prison Tor a term o. years was
| the father 5 desire fOr revenge appeaSed.
But the saloon went on, aud il greater blow
was to fall upon its proprie or. One morning
| Cora did not appear at break asst and on in
| vestigatiOn of her absence the parents dis
| covered that She rad eoped the previous
| night with 8 young man whose dlSSipatCd
| course had caused Mr. Lambert to forbid him
the house. This blow almost broke the faith
| er heart In IL few weeks he became like an
| old man, and his friends feared for his rea-
son. so deeply did he brood over his SORROWS.
| 1t soon became apparent hat zoe, the only
| remaining son, was drinking to excess. He
was employed rs b0ok-keeper in the paper
mill; but neglected his duties TO such an ex-
tent that he was finally disci argCd in the
| most perenptory manner, by The superin-
| tendent. AnRered at the abrupt dismissal
and the Singing rebuke which accompanied
| it, Joe lost all control over himself, and,
| drawing a pistol, shot the superintendent
| through the heart. He was arreS ed, tried
| and sentenced TO be Lung. His wretched
| father spent almost every dollar he possessed
| in trying to save him; but availc-l nothing.
| Yet the shame of seeing MS son on the val
| lows was spared him, for Joe died in prison
| only few DAYS before the one appointed for
| his execution.
Tie day after his death, Mr.. Lambert went
| in person to the saloon, and closed it. Butler
| Immediately got out a license in his own
name and opened another near the paper
mill, but the liquors with which he Giled his
| bar dill not come from ] amberts. With his
own hands Lambert emutied every bottle
into sink-hole iCk of the saloon, and sold
| the saloon itself for a tloui-and-lecd store.
He was convinced Mt last that HeckleS had
been right in assuring him that Whatso-
ever II man soweth, that shall he also reap
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