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From an Address delivered before the Mas


sachusetts Society for the Suppression Of


Intemperancc. BY Charles Shrague.


"When the husband and father forgets
the duty he once delighted to fulfil, and ny
slow degrees becomes the creature OF IN
temnerance. there enters into his house, the
sorrow that rends the spirit-that cannot be
alleviated, that will not be comforted.


alt is here, above all, where she, who has
ventured every thing, feels that every thing
is lost. Woman, silent-suferlng, devoted
woman. here bends to her dIrest aifilctlon.
The measure of her woe is, in truth, tull,
whose husband is a drunkard. Who shall
protect her, when he is her insuter, her op-
pressor.? What shall delight her. when she
ehr;nks from the sight of his face. and trem-
HES 1t the sound of his voice! The hearth
is indeed dark, that he has made desolate
There. through the dull midnight hour. her
priefs are whispered to herself, her bruised
be.rt hleeds in secret. There while the
rruel author of her distress is drowned IN


distant revelry, she holds her solitary vigil


waiting. vet dreading his return. that VIII


oo,v wiring from her by his unkindness, tears


sv.r more scaldiug than those she shed ovel


lie transxression. To fling deeper gloon


across the present, memory tu'ns oaTn' az,
. hroods upon the past. Like the reco"ec'.ol
70 the sun stricken pilgrim, OF the cool sPr'hl
, that he drank at in the morning, INC JOYS !,
: othe, davs come ovei her, as II only 70 moe,
hsr marched and wearied spirit. one reca''
= .he ardent lover, whose graces won nc
/, from the home Of her snfancy-'he enreP