The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1893-10-25

Judge Hubbard, OF Nebraska, in passing
sentence upon some convicted rumsellers re
Gently characterized in vigorous terms their
evil business He said
There is something in the taking OF
human life instantaneously that shocks and
terriies the mind OF all and yet we look
upon that man who takes life quite as surely
but by slow, lingering process, If not with
out condemnation. at least. without horror.
You who stand before the court for sentence
are in every moral sense murderers, and you
are in the spirit il not in the letter guilty OF
manslaughter so the law says whoever sc-
CELEBRATES the death OF human being unlaw-
fully is guilty OF the crime. Your bloated
victims upon the witness-stand and who un
doubtedly committed perjury TO screen you
from the law not only testify that you are
accelerating death, but that you are inducing
men to commit still greater crimes than your
own.
''You still maintain the appearance Of re
spectability, but how morally leprous and
scrofulous you are inwardly. The ruin, poV
erty and idleness which you are inficting
upon this community declare, as If from tho
housetops, that you are living in idleness
and eating the bread OF orphans watered
with the widows tears. You are stealthiy
killing your victims and numbering the peace
OF the community. and thereby converting
happy. industrious homes into misery, pow
erty and rags Anxious mothers watch and
pray in tears nightly with desolate hearts,
for the coming home OF your victims whom
you are Turing with the wiles and smiles of
the devil into midnight debSuchery."
PIAYING DRUrK.
THO experience OF skilful professional
man was lately given me. 10y friend. IN
about the following words 'My early prac.
tice," said the doctor. "was successful. and
l soon attained an enviable position. / mar.
ried lovely girl two children were born to
Us, and my domestic happiness was COM
plete. But was invited often 10 social par
ties where wine was freely circulated. and /
soon became slave to its power. Before
was aware OF it l was drunkarl. My noble
vile never forsook me, never taunted me
with bitter word, never ceased to pray for
myreformation. Through my criminal in
dulgence and neglect We became wretchedly
poor so that my family were pinched for
daily bread.
One beautiful Sabbath my wife went 10
church and left me lying on a lounge sleep
Ing Oh my previous nights debauch was
aroused by hearing something fall heavily on
the floor. ! opened my ewes, and saw nv
little boy OF six years old tumbIipg upon the
carpet. His older brother said TO him. Now.
get up and fall again. That's the way papa
does let play we are drunk ] watched
the child as he personated my beastly move
ments in a way that would have done credit
10 an actor! / arose and left the house
on miles into the country thinking over
my abominahle sin and the example / was
setting before my children. ] soiemnly re-
solved that, with Gods help, / would Quit
my cups, and did. No lecture l ever heard
from Mr.. Cough moved my soul like the
spectacle OF my own sweet boys playing
trunk as papa does. never pass a day
without thanking my God for giving me a
prayinS wife. and bestowing grace sufficient
10 conquer my detestable sin OF the bottle
Madam ifyOu have a son. keep him, if YOU
ian. from ever touching glass OF wine. -
The narrator Of this touching story NAV
leNer see II in these columns but II he does.
y" VIII pardon its publication. II may be a
timely warning to more than one father who
by no means topper, and vet is putting a
Hine-glass right before his own children. II
the ready excuse Of many a young lad for
taking a glass OF champagne-"We always
nave II AZ hOme.' The decanter at home
iindles the appetite, which soon seeks the
drinking saloon. The thoughtless or reckless
narent gives the fatal push which sends the
10y TO destruction.
Long labor in the temperance reform has
onvinced me that the most effectuai way 10
romote It Is az home. There is the spot
thrre the mischief is too often done. There
the spot 10 enact ''Prohibitory law" Let
he written upon the walls Of every house
Where there Is a boy there should never be a
oiue -Eyangelist.