1930 The Saloon in the Home

Then do not drink again, papa, Oh, do not drink again! You know 'twill grieve my poor mama, Oh, do not drink again ! From "Tlze Firesz"de Book; or Monuments of Temperance," Phila., i853.

ROBERT'S RETURN

R OBERT L

returned home one dark, stormy mid– night, after a "wine drink" to find himself locked out by a loving wife, Eliza, who feared he would not return ere morning. Finally the door was opened and the incensed man rushed at his affrighted wife who, obeying the impulses of fear, escaped his grasp, while he staggered to a closet and drank a flagon of brandy. Eliza rekindled the fire and was hastening to prepare sup– per for him when, with an awful oath, he demanded to know whether she meant to insult him by getting supper at that time of night and, without listening to her meek reply, caught up a croquet mallet and seizing her by the hair, with more than fiendish wickedness and savage barbarity, dealt a blow upon her head, which drove reason from its throne and, shortly after the horrid act, the spirit from its tenement. When soberness returned and the husband gazed upon the tragic figure cold in death, he turned to leave the room, was seized with a paroxysm and reeling, fell, a lifeless corpse. One grave was opened to receive them both. Cold Water Magazine, i842.

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