Sharp County record., 1890-08-14


ters turn pale. Wife holds her breath.
laundering step in the hall. Door
opens. Fiend, brandishing lis fist
cries: "Out! out! What are you doing
here?"
Did call this house the second? No,
Il is the same house. Rum trans
fotmed it. Rum embruted the man.
Rum sold the shawl. Rum tore up the
carpets. Rum shook his fist. Rum
desolated the hearth. Rum changed
chat paradise into hell! | sketch two
men that you know very well. The
first graduated from one of our literary
institutions. His father, mother, broth
ers and sisters were present to see him
graduate, They heard the applauding
thunders that greeted his speech Thay
saw the bouquets tossed to his feet.
They saw the degree conferred and the
diploma given. lie never looked so
we'll. Every body said: "What a noble
brow! What fine eye! What graceful
manners! What brilliant prospects"
All the world opens before him, and
cries: "TIurrah! hurrahl"
Man the second: Lies in the station
house. The doctor has just been sent
for to bind up the gashes received in
fight. His hair is matted, and makes
him look like a wild beast. His lip is
bloody and cut Who is this battered
and bruised wretch that was picked up
by the police and carried in drunk, and
foul and bleeding? Did | call him man
the second? He is man the firstl Rum
transformed him? Rum destroyed his
prospects. Rum disappointed parental
expectation. Rum withered those gar
lands of commencement day. Rum cut
his lip. Rum dashed out his manhood.
Rum. accursed rum.
This foul thing gives one swing to its
scythe, and our best merchants fall;
their stores are soli, and they sink into
dishonored graves. Again it swings
its scythe and some of our best ply
sicians fall into sufferings that their
wisest prescriptions can not cure.
Again it swings its scythe and minis
tors of the Gospel fall from the heights
OF Zion, with long resounding crash OF
ruin and shame. Some of your own
households have already been shaken.
Perhaps you can hardly admit it; but
where was your son last night? Where
was he Friday night? Where was he
Thursday night? Wednesday nightf
Tuesday night? Monday night? Nay,
have not some ofyou in your own bodies
felt the power Of this habit? You think
that you could stop? Are you sure you
could? Go on a little further, and l am
sure you can not. l think if some Of
you should try to break away, you
would find chain on tho right wrist
and one on the left; one on the right
foot and another on the left This ser
pent does not begin to hurt until it has
wound round and round. Then it begins
to tighten and strangle and crush, unit
bones crack, and the blood trickles, and
tho eyes start from their sockets
and the mangled wretch cries: 20 Epd
and not even the fires Of woe can melt
the chain when once tits fully fastened
l have shown you the evil beast
The question is: Who will hunt him
down, and how shall we shoot him?
answer First, by getting our children
pirbt tbiS cnhiDnt OF thnr,
up with an utter aversion to strong
drink. Take care how you administer
1t even as medicine. If you find that
they have a natural love for it, as some
have, put in glass OF some horrid stuff,
and make utter nauseous Teach them.
as faithfully as you do tho Bible, that
rum is fiend. Take them to the aims
house, and show them the wreck and
ruin it works, Walk with them into
the homes that have been scourged by
it, If drunkNrd hath fallen into a
ditch, take them right up where they
can see his face, bruised, savage and
swollen, and say: Look, my son.
Rum did that" Looking out
of your window at some one who, in
toxicated to madness, goes through the
street, brandishing his fist blasphem-
ing God, bowling, defying, shouting,
recling, rNvng and foaming maniac,
say to your son: "Look; that man was
once child like you" As you 60 by
tho grog shop, let them know that it is
the place whore men are slain, and their
wives made paupers and thoir children
slaves, Hold out to your children all
warnings, all rewards, all counsels, lost
IN after days they break your heart and
curse your gray hairs, A man laughed
at my father for his scrupulous temper
anco principles and said; 81 am moro
liberal than you, ! always give my
children tho sugar In the glass after we
have been taking n drink" Three of
his sons have died drunkards and tho
fourth is imbecilo through Incorporate
habits,
Again We will battle this evil by
voting only for sober mon, How many
mon are thoro who can riso above tho
feelings of parti2anship and demand
that our officials shall be sober mon.
maintain that tho question OF So
brioty is higher than the question Of
availability; and that, however emin.
ont mans services may be, II he have
habits of intoyirniion ho 10 unnt for