Year: 1872

If they would stop him from drinking,


then H-


| should be very happy again
Is it too late, temperance Alen? Please


try,


Or poor little Bessie must soon starve


and die


All the day long I've been begging for


bread


Fathers drunkard, and mother is dead ~


The games of billiards were left un6n-
ished, the cards were thrown aside, and
the unemptied glass remained on the
counter all had pressed near, with GU
riostiy, some with pity ibeaming in their
eyes, entranced with the musical voice
and beauty of the child, who seemed bet
ter fitted to be with angels above than in
such place. $50


The scene shall never forget 10 nay dy-
ing day, and the sweet cadence of her nlu-
steal voice still rings in my ear, aEd every
word of the song. as it dropped from her
lips sank deep into the hearts Of those
gathered around her.


With her golden hair falling carc.eSsly
around her little shoulders her face Of al
most ETHEREAL beauty, and, looking SO trust
ingly and comfortably upon the men
around, her beautiful eyes illuminated
with a light that seemed not of earth,
formed picture of purity and innocence
worthy the genius ofa poet or painter.


AT the close of the song many were
weeping men who had not shed tear for
years now wept like children. One young
man who had resisted with scorn the
pleading of loving mother, and the ell
treaties Of friends to strive to lead bet
ter life, to desist, from a course that
was wasting his fortune and running his
health now approached the child, and Ia
king both her little hands in his, while
tears streaming down his pale cheeks, ex-
claimed with deep emotion:


"God bless you, ny little angel, You
have saved me from iuia ard disgrace. from
yoverty and drunkard's grave. If there
were ever angels on earth, you are one !:
God bless you, God Llcss you and put
ting a bill in the hands of the mother,
said, Please accept this trife as a token
of my regard and esteem, for your little
girl has done me kindness can never
repay And remember, whenever YOU
arc in want. you will ever find me true
friend" at the same time giving her his
name and address.


Taking her child by the hand she
turned to 60, but pausing at the door
said


God bless you, gentlemen Accept
the heartfelt thanks Of a poor, fricudless
woman, for the kindness and courtesy you
have shown her." Before any one could
reply she was gone.


\ silence of several minutes ensued,
which was at length broken by the pro-
prietor, who exclaimed:


Gentlemen. that lady is right, and |
have sold my last glass of whisky; if any
of you want more, you Will have to 60
elsewhere"


And have drank my last glass of
said young man who had long
been given up as utterly beyond the reach
of those who had deep interest in his vel
fare-as sunk too low ever to reform,
There is temperance organization in this
city called the Temple of Honor and at
their next meeting shall send up my
name to be admitted. Who will 60 with
me?


I'LL, and t. several exclaimed
IN a chorus, and fifteen names were added
to his,


Tru. to bis word, the owner Of the sa-
loon where this strange scene was enacted,
disposed of his entire stock the next day
and is now engaged in an honorable buSi-
ness. Would to haven that lady with
her little one would have gone into every
hamlet, town and city, throughout our



country, and meet with like results
Laramie Sentinel.