The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1897-01-22
4 Bar Tenders
Dream
BY rAsA GLENN.

Twas stormy night, in the city,
The streets were dark and cold,
Not many were out this fearful night
Save few OF the very bod;
The wind swept down agloomy street
Where the wretched drnnkards go,
To buy their drinks, and spend their
time,
In varied ways, you know.
The bar was full this stormy night
With the worst OF this awful clan I;
And one was dressed SO wretchedly
One would scarcely call him man.
His face was bloated, and stamped with
sin,
His walk staggering tread; -
He had broken the heart OF a lovely wife
And Tonight she is with the dead.
As the wini came bowling down the
street
The door was pushed ajar,
BY little girl, with q sweet sad face,
And look too old, by tar;
please. Mr.. Bar-keeper, is my papa
here"
The little one sadly said. -,
II want him to come, and go home with
me,
My mammn is lying dead.
The fire has gone out, and 1 am SO cold,
And have had nothing to eat
My mamma was Bick, and l heard her
to-day
Say that death to her woald be sweet
So tonight she called me up to her side
And placed her hand on my bend.
She prayed that my father would care
g.. L., ,I,s1l
After its mother was dead.
And she prayed for your soul bar-keepet
And forgave you the trouble you'd
wrought,
And called you one of Gods creatures,
A creature. by Christ, blood-hougEt,
Then she plead with God for my papa,
Aud asked Him to help papa see.
That he'd murdered wife who loved
him, ~
And she asked God to care for me. -
.Your fathers asleep on the floor there,
Go rouse him, that is, ifyou can,
He will not believe when yon tell him,
For he is no longer man;
You had better run home. little
Maggie,
And I'll tell your papa to come,
Perhaps he'll be sorry, and try to be
good,
When he inds your mamma is gone. :
The child went out in the darkness,
And storm OF that fearful night
To seal DIE home. SO cold and dear
with nothing to make it light.
There she sat in the doom till morning,
By the side of her mothers bed,
With her sad little heart almost ready
to break,
Since the mother SO loved was dead.
The Bartender went to his slumbers
that night
With feelings he could not express;
"Can it be so wicked to deal IN strong
drink
Is it I, who has caused this distress?"
So as he thus pondered great light
appeared.
And music so sweet he could hear.
A great gate swung open, twas Heaven
And he heard God say, Enter here. !"
Then he passed through the gate into
Heaven,
Where angels were singing 80 low,
And among them, white robed, was
woman,
The mother of Maggie, below
She was happy, at last, with the angels
And as lovely us an angel could be,
And while he stood waiting Gods
bidding,
A voice said, "Vile man look and see.
Bow happy are those who have entered;
Those who lived, loved, and labored
haI
Gaze on them, then depart from my
presence,
To the depths of perdition togo
You have wrought cruel death, by your
selling
The death dealing drink, SO depart
You have broken up my family,
And YOU have broken many heart,
Go now, after seeing how happy
The angels are, singing their song.
You'll suffer ten.fold, In the region
below,
And the sentence. eternity long. -
The Bartender passed from Gods
presence.
Went out through the gate, knowing
well,
Hencuforth, lie was doomed, and should
suffer,
All the tortures and torments OF hell.
Down below, where the demons OF
darkness,
We're waiting his soul to receive,
The Bartender sank, to his torments
With nothing, or none to relieve
gate opened, the Bartender
passed,
And entered the regions OF woe,
The gate closed, the Bar-tender's last
hope is gone.
He is doomed to be tortured below.
As he looked DER the faces, one came
to his view
And he saw in the dismal light,
Twas the father OF Maggie, the poor
little child,
Who came for the father, that night
The drunkard was there, and in tones
fierce he said,
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