TIL E W HITE GOTTA GE,

A TEMPERANCE STORY.


BY RE VERA.
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"ln the eye of Heaven, Charles, the guilt
is the same. You appear to dread the CEN
sure of the world, more than the anger ol
The Almighty. Reflect a moment--think
how you once stood in the public estima-
ton will the great and good esteem you
less because you have returned to the patti,
of reclitude and honor You are fallen
fallen in your own opinion--you have NO
confidence in YOURSELF without which you
cannot expect The confidence Of others. 1t
was not always thus--you are weak yet,
Charles--your mind is affected, or you
would not talk thus. Do you not despise
and condemn your own conduct, ] know
you do, and know, too, that you must de-
spise your late associates--,he men for
whom you have sacrificed your best inle-
rests. hey are not worthy of you, my
husband. You are as far above them, when
you are yourself, as mind is above matter
you have condescended keep their rc,mpa-
ny for season---becanse your mind was
darkened--you are now about to throw of
these trammels-to arise above and superior
to them--in short, to return TO that place
in society which you left for the indulgence
Of a morbid appetite. Fear not. Lose sight
of those quondam associations and assori-
ates--wilh an eye single TO recttude OF
purpose, march on looking neither to the
right or left, and you shall come of the con-
queror, and put TO shame your enemies
and the enemy of mankind" "


81 see you are trying to fatter me into
favor with myself Should succred, the
credit will all be yours, Clara. You ought
to be Son of Temperance. ] am sure yon
would do honor TO the character. Apropo
of the .tranger--at what hour will he
call %


"He will be here early in the evening. /
expect him to tea. We cannot afford it,
Charles, in our present circumstances, bur
with the prospect now opening upon my
mental vision, the outlay will yield an hum
dred-aye, thousand fold. ] could be eo-
qupnt, bu,b 'nd--ycu said just now, ough,
10 be S N OF Temperance Thus it sha
be--whpn you are a Son Of Temperance, ]
will be Daughter--and we will SEE which
shall make the most converts TO the cause.
Shall it be soi" 5E


"Ah! Clara,n sighed Mr.. Benson.


aYou had better lie down, c aries, and
recruit your strength for the interview with
the stranger, had you not" said his wife
with meaning smile. esisa


Her husband shook his finger at her and
retired. lNN,u ssftH% ra3


CHAPTER w.


THE INTERv Ew