Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1915-12-03

w I'LL NOiSCo uuohy dlu
AS if to attract some attention
Of the many who were passing by.
AS they sang each held an outstretch-
ed hand
And in an instant the mystery unfurl-
ed,
For l saw that they were asking aims
Of this cold unfriendly world.
Yes, there they stood begging
Only a bare existence to share,
In a world where there's plenty for
every one
Besides great abundance to spare.
Away from a mothers loving care
On the street begging for bread,
With no roof to shelter the slender
girl
Or that little curly head.
And I crossed the street to the place
where they stood
For the reason I wished to know,
Why on this cold autumn morning
Begging they were compelled to go.
I said to the little maiden
Please tell me dear child if you will,
Why you are standing here asking
aims
In the air so damp and chill.
Why is it that you are out in the
street
Unprotected by parental care,
With form so frail and face so sad
And with feet entirely bare.
What causes you to be homeless;
And who is this by your side:
Who seems to be by some unseen force
To you so firmly tied.
She answered we are brother. and
sister
And were once as happy as could be;
But now we are wanderers together
Homeless and friendless as you see.
And she turned towards me eyes fill
ed with sadness
And with words that struck me dumb
She said mother is dead and we are
left alone
For father spends his money for rum
Twas needless for her to further ex-
plain;
For this much was sufficient to show
That children alone with a drunken
father
Understood all the miseries there are
to know
Yes, left alone in the busy street
In the keen and frosty air,
With no home to go to no warm re.
treat
AS night shadowed the lonely pair.
To be sure their father was living
But he had no love in his heart, none
at all,
For that passion in his breast once SC
noble
Had been crushed drowned by
alcohol.
How cheerful they could have made
a pleasant home
Now in childhoods fullest bloom,
But instead home was made desolat'
and father lost
By the influence of the saloon.
Then why permit the saloon to keel
open its doors
From Fathers all their manhood take
Send Mothers brokenhearted to thei
graves
And beggars of their orphan childrel
make?
Why do our laws protect life and pro
| perty
!, Punish the murderer and the knave
At the same time permit the open So
: loon
} To make mankind it's slave.
Where a father can squander hi
earnings over the bar
In the midst of q nauseouS fume,
Where manhood is always way belo
al par
j In the detestable beer saloon.
While two of his children hungry ar
! cold
: Dependant on pitiless charity to (
n fed,
o Whose sad eyes speak the aches Sc
hearts infold
S Are penniless outcasts begging Il
bread.
y How much sorrow and sadness tt
= world might escape
How coming generations their for
fathers would esteem
If the world they would rid of tt
cursed saloon
J That misery creating machine.
How many saddened hearts that migl
be made glad
And the deolate homes that could
: bright
Were it not for the dramshops whel
men are made mad
And their fondest hopes yelled
eternal night.
= = There is no mark of higher INTEL
:, gence
y Mankind to the world can show
Than to make it emphatically unde
:. stood
= That the saloon from the world mu
= go.
n Abolish the saloon and we rid IL
world
a Of its dire deadliest foe;
a Countless evils by it on humanit
u hurled
d Humanity will then cease to know.
Il On iniquities ruin will rise justi'
It and fair;
On the grave of vice will Writ
n bloom;
= Love kiss the tears of sorrow fro
e the cheek of despair
+ When the world is without a saloon.
e When intelligence reaches its highe
Il plain
k When civilization sees its brighte
noon,
+ 1t will be when the grog shop is val
:. quished
=. When the world is without saloon.
It Always keep Hanford's Balsam {
: hand for accidents. It's good insu
lance