The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1889-10-18

baby crowiag, and my brothers.
aft, ctionate mumbling 10 her.
"'Papa'o I'LL girl--papa's I'LL baby
glrl.'
'Sir, | don't think can tell you
The rest,n said The narrator, dash
ing his hand across his eyes. The
young traveller sat silently with
down cast looks.
"Well, we stood for some time,
listening. Then my brother said,
coakingly, Papa III leave I'LL girl
down, N go'n see ill girls Uncle
Fred AT he same lime Ire rose
and we entered.
Let me lake the baby Randall"
said Lucy, very gently.
go away. Lucy deart Mustn't
in'fere with BABY" he eXpostula-
ted with drunken, not unkindly
gravity.
"Bn you want TO go upstairs,
don't you Randall dear!'
"YeS, | wan TO- go upstairs.
Com set baby down frs M give
her toys. Yodoughtn't take baby,
Lucy she's TOO heavy-must take
care not to hurt yourself, Lucy"
The survival of his affection
through his degradation was, some
how, more heart. breaking than VI
oleuce from HIM.
| did not think he could set the
child down, but refusing TO be as
sisted in the least, he stopped very
carefully, though swaying a little,
and placed her again among her
playlhings on the floor. For a few
moments he stood leaning, smiling
down on her drunkenly, iumbling
his fingers without sound, in at.
tempting 10 snap them for her
amusement. The child looked up
into his face, and held out her arms.
"'Baby want 10 kiss papa, he
said IN gratified tonet and stopped
lower. And then, before either OF
lis could reach him, he fell forward
full length, his whole weight crush
ing little Fiorry down.
"She cried out and seemed IT,
smother. The next instant he had
rolled aside, and there the little
lovely child lay, bleeding at The
mouth.
1.-The poor mother, with shrek,
took her baby to her heart. 1t
sighed, sighed-and lay still. Ran
dali, by my aid had reached his
feet. The struggling fear, hope and
horror OF his face ! shall never for
get y
Baby he said, shopping down,
Baby, look at papa. Baby-just
lnce--look at papa. Oh my God
Lucy, have | killed my little baby
girl ~
"Eyen so it was, for httle Florry
never held out her arms to him
again. The mother--but | need
not describe the anguish Of trat
household. We hardly knew when
my brother recovered from the in
sanity of liquor, for il was followed
by the dehrium OF brain lever.
There he lay for a fortnight, talk
ing constantly Of Fiery, ilhd when
consciousness returned still lay
there, exhausted, silent, a mere
wreck, often dumbly. Two months
elapsed before he left his room"
"He could never look at liquor
again?" questioned the traveller.
"Sir, he swore he never would" F"
cred the older man, ''swore il, as
his letter SAYS, by all that is good
and holy. And even between his
protests he said 10 me, Il can't keep
from If, Fred.' / could not believe
that he judged truly OF his weak.
ness, but he knew it too well-it
was not for him to take 1t, or leave
it alone.
"One day, when we believed him
safe at his Office, he entered the
house, looking | thought, remark
ably we'll. But when Lucy saw his
face, she sprang up with bitter,
trembling cry. lie stood, as If lis
tening, at the door OF the room,
looking IN.
".Lucy, where's little Florryf ]
want TO lake her out with me- he
said, in a perIectly natural voice
Though quite steady in his legs
and perfect control OF his uttera1
ces he had drank himself into ut
ter forgetfulnessl
"And from that day out he could
not be restrained. He tcOHld have
liouor. Again and again he es
cape1 from The room in which we
: tried 10 conline him. His cunning
| and agility were preternal uTal'
! The demon that he had dared u
: trifle with never lelt him alter
; wards, and at last, searching lol
/ him after an escape at night, We
/. found him halfnaked. face down
/ quite dead IN a ditch.
/ oh. horriblel sir, most horn
r ble.m said the young traveller.
sAnd now | ask you whether
[ can credit anv man who SAYS o
= ligror that he can take il, OF leav'
5 il aloneP The most helpless so
YOU know began with that belief
] You hold it firmly, and | wish
; could have a clearer vision of wha
; your face will be in ten years"
2 The young traveller took from hi
4 pocket the flask which had led Z
+ the story, and poured its Al con
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