TEMPERANCE ITEMS.

THE WAVE WILL SOON PASS.
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So think the rummies. They are constant
prophecying our ruin. "This Temperance
hurry will soon blow over" Don't deceive
yourselves, gentlemen rummies. You'll never
see that day. The wave begins at Madawas-
ka, and rolls over the whole land, South and
West. terminating we know not where. It's
noise is heard over both continents. Where
are the symptoms Of its disappearance! u


Such professions remind us Of remark by
neighbor of ours, in reference to his six horse
teams, we asked him whether six horses would
draw fifty per cent more than four. eyes, he
replied, il the wheels gets into the mud and one
pair Of horses don't draw the others will snatch
II out, and 60 right along"


Now we have six horse team. And il the
effort is too much for her, and she again loos
ems the traces. "Maine," wakes up and draws
the load, or II she is not quite ready the old bay
state Is always ready. Little "Rhoda, !" too, is
snug, but a nervous little steed, that needs but
a cherup, and every muscle is on the stretch.
Vernon" !" wakes up once in while and by
her looks, she now intends to give tremendous
pull, and get clear out Of the mud. And then
there is help in the distance Ohio Illinois and
host Of others are coming TO help us. We
have lots Of horses in reserve. We tell YOU
neighbor, our team don't stop for triHes We
are ready for another Waterloo. Old Blucher
is showing his plumes and his bayonets yon.
der, and il you cant crush US now, in month,
YOU will yourselves be crushed forever. You'll
have 10 knock under as foolish, wicked, OBJ
slinate, rumdeluded crew, that could not be-
iieve their own eyes or ears, nor listen to the
counsel of the wise, and henceforth your mem
ory will 90 down 10 your children as the las
Of the poor, palsied liquor party, that would
sell your politics, and your souls too Tor New
Rum. Poor, crippled rummies go ahead, ill
the worms reach some vital part and then die,
and then be enshrouded in a loathsome repu
tation, and let your children pray fervently tha
this part at least, Of your memory may perish
forever. Vermont Temp, Herald.