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Feilding Star, Volume VI, Issue 100, 7 February 1885, Page 3

THS LIGfIT OF THE HOME. - ADyBUTISEMENT. Now their is a beauty, and a loveliness, and a sweetness, and a glory clustering around that crippled child. Is there any any around a drunkard ? Is there any around a drunken son ? Is there ? Tell me. Is th<r« any lght but the light that comes lurid from hellP Is there any comfort ? Oh, it is pitiful ! " What would you do to save -your child from epilepsy? 'Oh dear me! that is a worse case than the other.' I stayed at the house of a gentleman, a minister ot the Gospel. He had a child afflicted with epilepsy. While we were sitting in. the room we suddenly heard a strange, gurgling noise. We turned and saw the child twist round upon his heels, the foam about his mouth, and the eyes turned inward. The father dropped upon his; knees, and there fell from him such 4 prayer as^l . scarcely ever heard. The mother rushed to the child. The fathers prayer was, « ( > Thou Saviour of sinners', and^fiou'E'edeemer of men ! ' have mercy onihy boy, for oft-timea. he falleth into the water : (here is no hope for him but from Thte.' Then he said to me, ' When I remember what that boy was four year,s ago— the head 6t his class at ach'ool— arid now 'see him stand before me with fingers stretched wide apart, and crying. f Papn/ I cannot but" think ha is growing idiotic. It is breaking his mother's heart ; and yet sir^ as I am a man and a minister of th<* .GoBj)el, his mother and=T wbuTd^ ratheY see our- boy just like that than see. him a^runkard.' So would you. There is not a man. .or woman who would dare to say that they woulcTnolT rather the Almighty should smite their cfnld as He will; ' than 1 that that, child should smite himself and becoine^a drunkard. I met this gentleman hr the street on Broadway. He said t6~ine; ' How do you do, Mr ?' I said, • How do you do, JnrW— -P How is Harry?' 'Oh Hariyiswell.' *Ts Hairy ctfred V *Yes! the davlour loved that suffering # child, and tbbk'him'home ; and one anticipation I hare" t>y-ahd-by in the better; land, where there is no- more sighing, and no more crying and no more suffering, and no nTore ayirig'iß, l that there I .shall meet m _ Harry.' 1 ; Did you ever know a father talk-like 1 "that 'of a boy who died a drunkard F ' Did^you'eter hear of a father who J talked like that bfa boyiwho had died a sot P : THere : ir no \ brightneis in the uAmory? there is ho 'joy in the remembrance': tbe vipry-name ianforbiddett to be spoken ; hush ! bnsh! hush ! : . . J Oh, I have been to houses concerning which H hwsbee* said to ; me. ' If you go I to that ih6ose, don't say; anything about -j their eldest! sbn^hush ! hush ! It is a sadhom^^ttieyhaTe taken the photo . r erat ,h out of. 1 the album, for, it was & sweetiaceii and they/cannot bear to think: of him--b«'going out was so »wf ul.' I)<i we exaggerate the evil of drunkenness P ! Can we exaggerate,, wheait draws . its slimy length across the ..threshold , of Tout'bomesiand twines itself round some roved^ndbeantifttlvjehibl? i £/&k you, are-j cur /arguments or our facts far. feteh*dP> Bring ,th,em, home; and. the neattH»B^ey^ brmg^^ them, the more appfcUinftk** 11^' . .