The Water Lily, vol. 01, no. 05 (May 1892)

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Vol. l MAY,  1892. No. 5
GIVE US PROHIBITION! ALIDA:
by the editor. A STORY OF THE ILL-FATED STEAMER <; LION."
God haste the day when peace shall reig
When dawn brings ease and pleasure,
When night of terror and of pain
No more our lives shall measure.
When man shall manhood dignify,
When alcohol shall banished be
And men and women shall be free.
Come, children! in your vigour rise,
And falter, women, never;
BY  THE   EDITOR.
CHAPTER    IV.—ALIDA'S    DECISION.
By passions pure and actions high, r^nA'nW
And neighbour's weal shall treasure. ^onnnuca.
The days glided into weeks, the weeks into months and
the winter passed rapidly away.
W%^i™ andT~? dutiful  Spring came with its bright, cheering, reviving
What dims the eye and shakes the hand, sunshine ) its lengthened days, its soft showers and fragrant
And mins husbands, brothers? flowers.    Nature   awakened,'threw off her   icy  fetters  and
What clouds the clearest intellects, ' '
And for its prey our best selects, robed herself in the most tender shade of green J the trees
And gentle nature smothers? b t   bud   while bright-eyed flowers looked up entreat-
' lis alcohol turns men to brutes fo ' •        -,      i ...
And every holy plant uproots. ingly to the sun, with sparkling dewdrops in their eyes.
The birds  twittered  in the branches of the fir trees and
Go visit where the drunkards dwell, „   ,           «    ■          ,               .1 „     u   ~i~a   *k«., v.„a   ,onA<.^
You languid, selfish scoffers, called t0   their mates'  as   thouSh  Slad   they  had   reached
And know that wine has wrung the knell their summer home  in safety,  and enjoyed the  rest  after
To joys the homestead offers. ,,    .    ■,         ■               r         .1 _ c^,,«-u
There gaunt starvation loves to hide, their lonS Journe>r from the S°Uth'
There strife and hate and grief abide, The sealers went to the ice and returned with " bumper "
A.uSwZ^Tn'vaTt^TcffSr, trips and money, with which to provide for the many wants
And broken-hearted wives are there. of their   large  families,   and to prepare   for   the  summer's
fishing on the Labrador.
Who are the bulwarks of the state, ,J%    »    .    .       ,     .   , 1 1 u—
The pillars of the nation, Anda lovingly planted crocuses and   snowdrops  on her
Promoters of the good and great brother's grave, and as she did so, thought of the resurrection
A^^vSopampS-^nver self, when old things should have passed away and « all things
Or men who ruin souls for pelf r                   become new."                     X
No !S™™i grace, The Spring  brought joy to her heart,  light to   her ey
The good uphold and evils face. and vigor   to   her steps.      In   sympathy   with   nature   she
rejoiced.    The tender blade, the springing flower, the .music
Oh! who shall roll the stone away, ■*   t     ... .  .       ,    * „ .      .     , e a  i-c
The curse, the blight, the sorrow? of the liberated brook, all spoke  to her of   renewed life,
Who, who shall give us hope to-day hope, joy, fruitfulness and endeavor.
And brighten earth's to-morrow? „, ■     ,   1        i- .,       1 -.       -t1    ii      \ 1    i    4.        r        ,l
Come Hovers of your fellow men, She  mingled  a little white with the black to relieve the
The Temp'ranee trumpet sound again, sombreness   of her   dress.     A  short  time before  she had
BeShtt SeZnZ mSnt!' joined a Good Templar's Lodge, in order to lend a helping
And you shall win ere falls the night. hand to those who there so nobly battling for temperance
reform.    She enjoyed the beautiful ritual of the subordinate
lodge, loved the work and the society cf those engaged in
Rouse, men! our army must comprise, Jr and   sought   by every means   in her power to   aid her
The young, the good, the clever. '                .
In one unbroken phalanx face fellow workers.
The demon Drink which spoils our race, Having herself suffered keenly from the   evil   results of
riVltZaln^mn' intemperance, she wished to save others from a Uke fate.
And man is Nature's son again. James  Farefield had gone to England on business and
~^~~     L—          from  him she received  letters  as frequently as opportunity
An American paper says a young man was recently led to allowed.    Occasionally she paid short visits  to Mrs. Fare-
the gallows.    His broken-hearted mother went to bid him held,  who  received   her  kindly,  though with a degree of
farewell.    " Oh, mother !" he said, " I didn't want to kill formality.
him ;  I was crazed with drink.    It was the saloon that did Alida found life rather hard just now, for she wasbegin-
it.    Tell the Temperance people to be in a hurry !" ning to discover, that if one wishes to form right principles
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