Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-10-11

His face was SO red and so wild;
But L member he striked at poor mamma
And hurt his poor little child.
But l loves him; l dess I'll 20 find him,
And perhaps he'll come home with me
soon,
And then it won't be dark and lonesome,
Waiting for mamma to come
Out into the night went the baby,
The dear Little Blossom. fair,
With eyes as blue as the clear sky,
With a head of golden brown hair;
Gut into the night went the baby.
Her little heart beating with fright,
Till the tired feet reached a gin palace,
All brilliant with music and light.
The little hand pushed the door open,
Though the touch was as light as
breath;
The little feet entered the portal
That led but to ruin and death.
Away down the long floor she battered,
Her tiny blue eyes open wide,
Till in a corner she spied her dear papa,
And the tiny feet paused at his side.
sob, papa" she cried, as she reached him,
And her voice ripped out sweet and clear,
81 thought if 1 tummed l shonld find you,
And now Use glad Use hare.
The lights are so pretty, dear papa,
And | fink that the music is sweet,
Cut | dess it's most supper time. papa,
For Blossom wants something to eat"
moment the bleared eyes gazed wildly
Down into the face, sweet and fair.
And there, as the demon possessed him,
He grasped at the back of chair.
moment, a second, twas over,
The work of a fiend complete,
There poor, little, innocent Blossom
Lay, broken and crushed, at his feet.
Then, as swift as the light, came his reason,
And showed him the deed he had done.
With groan that demon might pity,
He knelt by the quivering form,
He pressed the pale lips to his bosom,
He raised the fair, golden head.
A moment the baby's lips trembled,
And then poor Little Blossom was dead.
Then the law, with its majesty, seized him.
And exacted just penalty-death.
For none but a fiend or mailman
Could deprive such A baby of breath.
Eut the man who had sold him the poison
Had made him demon of hell.
Why, he must not be less respected
Because he had license to sell.
God pity men, women and children
Who are charged by the judgment Of
rum!
May press, pulpit and forum united
Fight bold till deliverance shall come.
have already stayed too long and will
ask all of you cousins to write to me me: With
Faceyille, Ca.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: Here
come two North Carolina girls to join
your happy band of boys and girls. SO,
move over and give us seat beside some
good-looking cousin We viii promise not
to stay long We are sitting in the shade
Some of you cousins come down and spend
a while with us. We surely will give
you good time. We live on Big Bear
creek. Our father owns the Bridgeport
Roller mills, he also has a saw mill. We
surely do have a time We girls have a
farm Of cotton. We live four miles from
Oakboro. Annie Lee is nineteen years old
cousins write to us. Send mail separate.
With love,
ANNIE LEE ANND HATTIE HUNEYCUTT
oakboro, n. c., Rt. >. Box Al.
Dear Aunt Julia: Just wonder II you
will let me come in for just few words.
| enjoy reading the Letter Box very much
l live in the country and like it very much
[ like city life, too. l am thirteen years
of age and in the sixth grade. I don't
go to school. liked my teacher very
much. Our school is closed now. NV
father takes The Tri-Weekly Journal and
| l like to read it. l want to hear from all
| the boys and girls.
Kite. Ga. Route 3.
Dear Aunt Julia and Cousins: VIII Won
| please make "oCm in your happy band CO
| jolly boys and girls for an invalid boy Of
| North Carolina? Yes, l am an invalid, am
afflicted with bone tuberculosis Of the leg
and hip. | was taken few days a(ter the
| ArmiStice was signed in the fail of 1918,
! and I've been 6edrdden most of the time
| since. so you see | am getting pretty we'll
acquainted with the bed, 1t has now been a
| year or over since I've sit in chair. One
! never knows what Is before them. for | know
I never once thought of having to 20 through
/ life cripple. l will never grumble at be-
! ing cripple II | can just get well once
| more. l know l can never walk, 50 one must
! never study of things that are imDOSs lille