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Biddeford Union And Eastern Journal Newspaper Archives Mar 31 1854, Page 1

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Biddeford Union and Eastern Journal (Newspaper) - March 31, 1854, Biddeford, MaineB1ddef0rd, Friday March 31, 1854 Louis 0. Cowan editor and proprietor. Marcus Watson Pru Irr. Ten cents a Dat who that hat been cognizant of thing at the five Points for a too re of years Doe rot know a father Long a resident in the dark Chambers of the old brewery Long a drunkard but for twelve year a strict observer of Tomp Orance. A a for a Saya he a a it is twelve years this night since signed the washingtonian Temperance pledge with a full determination that i would keep it and truly i have. And now although an old Man i feel that Roy Chance Lor a dozen years More is far better than it was for a dozen weeks before i signed the pledge Lor of All my old associates All the men who lived at that time in the rat holes of that old building every one of them is in a drunkards grave. I alone of alive. Many too that commenced their Down career Long after i commenced my upward one have also gone to the being asked Why he continued to live there among such wretched company after he Hud become sober himself he replied 14 because that was the very place Lor to to do Good. If i could not save the parents i could save the a yes yes you saved mine saved me saved my family from utter ruins yes a said u Well dressed Fine looking Labouring Man a a a it of you saved me from a drunkards grave. Look at to now do i look like the ragged dirty Loafer that used to live in yonder miserable Garret i i Wear Good clothes now for i can a Furd it i gut two dollars a Day at my Trade Anil i save the Money. Look at that Well dressed woman. She is now the wife of a sober mechanics a Good Mason and Slot has a Home Sho does not live with a Drunken husband in a Hovel not fit for the dogs to live in. Look at that girl now almost grown to that is my daughter. That is the Little Gill that father Burke persuaded to sign the pledge and who afterwards refused to go after rum for her father and who finally persuaded that father to sign it and now Ere to Are to commemorate this glorious Independence from the worst of slavery the slavery of drunkenness. I came to this meeting to commemorate the twelfth anniversary of father burkes redemption from a drunkards Fute the Fate of All a Little girl once a poor forsaken child in the five Points now adopted by kind parents sent a letter and a Little sum of Nonoy to remind father Burke that once when Sho was near starving he had fed Hor and that she still remembered the kind act with gratitude. We is Kcal the old Man if he thought he wasted for liquor n sum equal to Ion cents a Day and to replied that it was More than that. 4,then if you have saved from that worse than Wasto Only ten cents a Day for twelve years which is 4,380 Days it makes the sum of four Hundred and thirty eight dollars which you have had to apply to the comforts of 41 it Hus done far More than that for me for besides the temporal comforts such As Money can buy such As i never Nad in my drinking Days it has Given me such Comfort of mind As no drunkard oven can feel.1 a at. Y. Tribune. Beautiful sentiment in Marvel in his reveries of a Bachelor a thus writes a Man without some sort of religion is at Best a poor reprobate the football of dealing with no tie linking him to Infinity and to the wondrous eternity that a begun within but a woman without it it ave a Oise a Llamo without a heat a Rainbow without color a Flower without perfume. A Man May in Somo sort tie his frail Hopes and honors to this weak shifting ground Uckle to his business or to world but a woman without that Anchor called Faith is a Drift and a wretch1 a Man May clumsily continue a sort of moral responsibility out of relations to Mankind but a women in her comparatively isolated sphere where Aflex ton and not purpose is the consoling motive ran and no basis in any other system of right apolion but that of spiritual Faith. A Man May craze his thoughts and his brain to truthfulness in such poor har Borago As Fame and reputation May stretch before him b t a woman where can she Pul her Hopes in storms if not in heaven and that sweat Trust ulness that abiding love that enduring Hope mellowing every Page and scene of life lighting them with pleasant Radi Anco when the worlds Storma break like an army with smoking cannons what can bestow it All but a holy soul tie to what a stronger than an army with Cannon who has enjoyed the love of a Christian Mother but will Echo the thought with Energy and Hallow it with a teat

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