The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1892-05-27

social Purity.

How clad we are that Mrs. IIohL'r
health has improved - much she can
resume her TEN pesAnce lnhoFs again. I
wish the world WAS iull 81 Mrs. ilohh~'
I'm snre there would he no saloons OIL
~Loggfries' lett 10 demorslixr our great
land Wnai change Ia the state oil
Affairs ,hefe would hc II every mother
alone tnot referring 20 The faihefs) WOULD I
seek 10 lin high the banner 81 SOFIA
purit, belore sne wnrid. but we hnd sol
many no are yer, indifferent shout the
morals "a their children. or the Influence
that il thrown around ther,. Il IL too
much tronble for them 20 bother aboui
these tnlngs. or they think that other
who have less 20 do can strive 70 keep
Up the social element. ;, their bow
and girls. too. seek bad company snd
become mere wrecks OF what they might
have been. II she who hoie the title OIL
mother had cared for their morals. A. shr
did tor their food AMI clothes. No ONE
can afiis IN that the saloon Il not against
all purity. seli-resptct ani everything
that is good. No use 10 attempt 10 tell
Of the sorrow and suffering II brings, for
all have heari il often. II not really seen
the effects Those OF Us who live in
moral places do npt know, cannot resliz-
the wretchedness this awful traffie
brings. Last October il was my pleas
ure TO visit the great city Of 81. Louis. 4
WAS there about ten DAYS, sni each day
or night mp to the 9Th the daily papers
gave accounts OF murder in the saloons.
A drunk man was not allowed on the
streets. saw but two. but ! almost
shut my eyes to keep from seeing The
signs ia gilt and gold letters showing
where the saloons were kept About
every third door il seemed to me was :
saloon. l stood 81 my brothers gate
and watched the little boys and girls
after school bours. with buckets aud
pitchers going tor bser. One day man
called at nv brothers.. aud while he
wiped the sweat from his face he offered
my sister-in-iaw dime and said very
abruptly. "Go get some beer. I'm 20 dry
as Q fish Oh how mad the little
woman got. rho thanked him she didn't
keep saloon. and he could get out, the
sooner the better. Aud be did get out
She had never donned the white ribbon.
butt ran TO my vAlise, where ! had
some nice new ones, brought one and
pinned il on Der bosom.
In visiting the suburbs Of the city
there wasa mother with three little
ones VITO had been thrown out OF their
wretchcd home by drunken father.
The evening dews were falling upon
these helpless ones lowering over an old
cook stove, with few other old house,
hold things, and no covering except the
canopy Of heaven over their heads.
Thousands Of rich people were passing.
bu, no one took any notice Of her, she
was only some old drunksrd's vile, aud
such sights were common.
How can mothers calmly look upon
these things and know that their own
dear ones may share the same fate In
coming years? Why can't fathers feel
more interest In placing men In Office
who Are I'll that 10 noble in manhood as
we'll g great in politics? How little We
can tell Of the future or our dear boys.
We almost tremble to think Of their
coming manhood. Aud the dear dsugh-
ter, jut budding into womanho0d, must
she share the fate Of druOkards wife
Oh, how sweet would be death IL We
knew this 70 be her lot. What . CON-
fort 10 fold her precious hands over her
white robes, and know she was safe be-
meath the green earth. We would kiss
the flowers above her tomb and feel
blessed 10 knowing she had escaped
such living grave. Oh that fathers
and mothers would strive TO lift high
the banner Of social purity, and teach
their boys to "look not upon the wine
while il IL red. for 1t biteth like ser.
pent and stingeth like % adder"
Mrs. ETA GREENE.
Ireland, Ind, May IS. 1892.