The Press., 1885-05-28
TEMPERANCE NOTES.
Editedfor The Press in behalf of the Stafford Sprin
 w. T. U.
THE OLD RrJMsEII,ER

THE OLD RUMsEIL.ER
 Twas nigh to bar that had long been made, Leaned a rum seller, old in the liquor trade ; His work was done, and he paused to count The receipts of the day-a large amount; A relic of jolly old topers was he,
 And his hair was as white as the foam of the
 sea;
 And these words came forth with the fumes ot
 gin:
 'T gather them in! gather them in 7" 1T gather them in, both old and young, To my den of death they go and come; Some to the scafold, some to the grave, Some to the prison, but none I save. Come father, mother, daughter and son, All will ruin, one by one,
 With my rum or whisky, brandy or gin:
 I gather them in I gather them in !''
 A MOTHERS INFLUENCE. railroad car a man about sixty years old came to sit beside me. He had heard me featuring. the evening before, on temperance. "l am master of ship" said he, ''sailing out of New York, and have just returned from my fiftieth voyage across the Atlantic. About thirty years ago was sot, shipped while dead drunk, and was carried on board like a log. When I came to the captain he asked me, Do you remember your mother?' told him she died before I could remember. Well said he; I am 8 Vernon man. When I was young l was crazy to go to sea. At last my mother consented should seek my fortune. My boy,'. said she, I don't know anything about towns, and never saw the sea, but they tell me they make thousands of drunk ards. Now, promise me you'll never drink 8 drop of iquor.' He said, T laid my hand in hers and promised, as I looked ip- to her eyes for the last time. She died soon after. I've been on every sea, and seen the worst kind of life and men. They laughed at me as amilksop, and wanted to know If l was a coward But when they offered me liquor saw my mothers plead. ing face, and l never drank a drop It has been my sheet-anchor. owe all to that. Would you like that pledge ? said he. J My companion took it, and he added. "It has saved me. l have a fine ship, wife and children at home, and have helped others. That earnest mother saved two men to virtue and usefnlness-huw many more He who sees all alone can tell.- Wendell Philips.
 A STIRRING APPEAL.-Mrs Mary J. AL drich, president of the w. c. T. U., of Iowa, closes a long letter in Cedar Rap a~Ao pSIECA "AbLA OilC AOAIoW1uB df)- peal ''Oh, women of Iowa. How can you keep silent when the press and the politicians are to-day so coolly debating the 1epeal of our prohibitory law, that nev- CT has had fair chance for its enforce ment !; and all because they want money in their city treasuries. Which of your boys, the heaven of your heart and life, will you give in order that your city can be lighted with gas, or brilliant with cleo tric light? Which child can you spare to help your city grade and pave its streets : HoHslong WifT yon< consent to tread on side walks that the blood of souls has en- abledyonr city to lay for your conveniences How much will you take for your boy :: What IS your father and your brother worth to you? Will you without protest give up your own husband, to enable the saloon keeper to put $500 or$lOOO or$15OC license into the treasury of your city 'Iift mp your voices like trumpet" oh, daughters of Iowa ''Cry aloud and spare not" Make the men of Iowa awake tc our help Make city councils ashamed make politicians afraid make the iniqui tons liquor traffic tremble under the ri ght eeus indignation of outraged womanhood and the swift condemnation of an awak enei and determined people,