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The DRUNKARDANDH HIS WIFE
AND DAUGHTER II a
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That winter, Mary's father was confined
70 the house by illness; his constitution
had at last given way to long indulgence
IN intoxicating drinks; a slow consuming
fever Preyed constantly upon him, atten-
ded with terrible canker in his throat
and mouth -- His wife and daughter wal
ted upon him kindly, tenderly bore his illhu-
NOR, or morroseness, as patiently, as though
he had been to them all he should have
BEEN About fortnight before his death
there came change, the cross, surly man
became silent and gentle, kind and affec-
tionate to his wife, more like Henry Her.
bert OF the olden time; before drink had
become his master; he would watch his
wlfe's altered face and form for hours,
with remorse and anguish contendinp in
his face, and then weeplike an infant. One day
no requested to be raised in bed, and taking
the hand Of his wife and daughter within
his own, ne said;-" Lucy, beloved, can
you, will you, forgive me All these tears
of sorrow and care have caused YOU p
Forgive that | have forgotten my marriage
vows, and instead of protecting thee, thou
hast been the protector. Say, ere depart,
tor know have not long to live, that you
do forgive me."-- Am GEs ag.


"Forgive thee, Harry" said the weep
ing wife, as she bent over him. "I do
forgive thee and this hour more than re-
pays me for ALL" Daughter, sweet Mary,
wilt thou too forgive Thy lot has been
sad one: thy own father has been curse
upon thy young life. Oh! my child, said
he solemnly, laying his hand on her head, !,
" thou art lovely, and if thou woultls't be
happy, never wed drunkard! co.! con-
tinued the dying man, as he looked from
one to the other" had it been in your
power to have reformed me, years since |
should have been sober man. / too
have suffered; this hellsh appetite con-
stantly craving more more! Had there
been but one or two beside you, dear ones
to have met me out of doors, striving to
lead me away from temptation but no, it
has not been thus.n


"Wife, Lucy, daughter, sweet Mary,
kind Alice, are ye all here? Methinks
it grows dark-forgive e-kiss-we shall
meet again" He murmured few more
inceherent words, turned his head toward
his wife, pressed one hand against his heart
and died. ......


My God, thank thee" said Mrs. II.
raising her eyes to heaven, " that thou hast
taken him first, that thou hast given me
strength TO live with him through ALL"