Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1888-02-23
M. c. T. ". NOTES.
"GIvE ME BACK MY BoY.n

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the effects of their drink.
ing to subside sufficiently to give them
strength or courage to start for home.
Upon a bench over in a dark corner
lies one dead drunk The tallow can
dies sputter and burn up suddenly as
the outer door is slowly pushed open.
A pale and sad-faced woman steps in.
There are traces of beauty upon her
face, but tears have worn great burrows
down her cheeks and washed away
their bloom. AS the thin shawl falls
back upon her head we see dishevelled
and gray locks of what was once beau
tiful hair. She steps slowly up to the
bartender and asks in a daZed and be-
wildered way, "Where is my boy?"
He stolidly points to the bench over in
the dark corner. She approaches it.
"My boy! No; my boy was fair and
beautiful. Health glowed in every
vein; joy and happiness spsrkled in his
eye. He was singing ami laughing all
the day long. Dear boy! how innocent
he was! How he used to smile as he
bounded in from school or play, and his
pretty impulsiye way would say, Il love
you, mother and then he would kiss
me! He never slept like this when l
called him. He never breathed so;
he
have you done to him? Undo your
horrld spell and give me back my boy!"
To-day there are thousands in the
land pleading with all the agony of
mothers love, "Give me back my boy!"
See this pleasant home. To make it
attractive nothing that money could
buy has been spared. There the before
fire, surrounded by everything pleas
ant and beautiful, sits mother. Tears,
tears, tears! They blind her to every
thing but her heart sorrow. She has
done what she could to save and keep
her boy, and tried to lead him upright.
but the tempter was stronger than she.
Where is her boy Tonight? You will
find him in some saloon, listening to
the language he would blush for his
pure mother to hear. He is ashamed
Of himself, but it is so much easier to go
astray than it is to turn back. What
silent plea do we read in the mothers
tears? Only this, "Giye me back my
boy!"
Let us go down the narrow street or
this back alley. See this poor hovei.
Rags take the place of glass in the win
dows. 1t looks gloomy and dreary.
Sitting alone in the darkness and cold
is another mother. She has nothing
beautiful about her, no luxury that
money could buy; but she would be
willing to endure poverty and hunger,
if she had her boy, her once noble boy,
by her side He would be sunshine
enough. She would be the richest
woman in the land if she had him.
Now she has almost ceased praying.
God seems to have forgotten, and her
lonely heart-cry is this, How long, oh,
how long," Tears! She has no tears
now. She wept them all away long
ago. Her mute appeal is. "Give me
back my boy!"-MOrning Star.
ON WHICH SIDE ARE YOU?
For the amendment.
l. The Christian ministers.
2. The college professors.
8. All the Good Templars.
4. All members of the w. G.. Il. U.
5. All public school teachers.
6. All conscientious moral citizens.
Z. Upright business and professional
men.
ings at home striving to make life
pleasant for wife and children.
AGAINST the amendment.
/. Brewers.
.. Distillers.
8. Saloon-keepers.
4. Ward bummers.
5. Thieves and prostitutes.
6. Murderers and topers.
Z. Gamblers and corrupt legislat tors.
8. Respectable moderate drinkers.
votes than for principle.
10. The men who shake dice with
the bartender till they lose all their
money and then borrow ten cents to |
buy loaf of bread for their hungry
children. On which side are your
Tennessee Home Journal.
AN INSTANCE OF AMAZING GRACE.
Brother Gardner, in Detroit Free Press.
Il war; passin' a saloon de odder day |
in which war; seben or eight drunken
men. Drink war; maxim beasts of ,em. |
Drink war; takin' bread from the moufs |
of DER chill'en. Drink war; soakin' up |
DER brains, bluntin' DER manhood, an
Dublin cherry sentiment of goodness in
DER hearts. If had been de Lawd l |
should hev brung about an exploshun |
to lift dat hui bizness sky-high, an 10 |
hev sent de saloon-keeper about a mile |
higher dan any body else, but dat sa-
loon am dar' yit, am de same crowd |
kin be found dar' any day, an dat's |
proof of sich forbearance an liberality |
as we kin skeecely comprehend.
Should prohibition get its clutches on this
beautiful land, what would become of the |
distiliery cows?-C0arier-J Journal.