Sowing and Reaping: A Temperance Story

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rson that will suit you, and if you accept I will be pleased to see you safe

comfortably although she could not help seeing it was sorrow more than dise

g?" said Belle laying her ha

ound. It all seems like a dream to me, I remember carrying a large bundle of work to the store, that my employer spoke harshly to me and talked of cutting down my wages. I also remember turning

rtunately after I had

e every necessary assis

en Belle turned her eyes

standing on t

h says that listeners never hear any good of themselves; for without intendin

ve him her hand in a very frank and pleasant manner. "Mrs. Gough is mu

accident. Still I am very glad if I have been of any service, and you are pe

d in you. It is such a blessed privilege to be a

rtainl

e, as the voice of Mrs. Go

own to catch her words. "Who is that gen

Mr. Cli

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o you k

d happy; but it seems an age since. Oh, isn't

ld you like to spea

Mam, I

lle, "Mrs. Gough would

said Mary, looking a

soon as you moved i

ar mother would hardly recognize me. Don't you think she would

n you and longs to take you to her

my fa

think he would be willing to recognize your h

y duty to cling to my demented husband, and to do all I can to turn him from the error of his ways. But I do so wish tha

ve for your children's sake. When you get strong I think I can find you some work among my

rts on St. James

o you k

ng her eyes wearily, "I know

should like to constantly relate my experience in public, there was often such a lack of assurance of faith about me that I shrank from holding up my inner life to inspection; and she replied t

omething about Mrs. Roberts dealings with us poor working people, that did seem to me not to be just what I thin

are very hard; and the rich

in a respectable neighborhood, and my whole soul rose up in revolt against the idea of bringing them up where their eyes and ears would be constantly smitten by improper sights and sounds. While I was worrying over my situation and feeling that my health was failing under the terrible pressure of care and overwork, Mrs. Roberts brought me work; 'What will you do this for,' she said, displaying one of

ge. I know she pays her

and pinch a five-cent piece from one who hadn't power to resist her demands. I have seen people save twenty-five or fifty cents in dealing with poor

s. Roberts more from want of thought than want of heart. It was an old

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nd that with proper care you would be on your feet in a few days, but this morning you look so feeble, and seem so nervous and depressed. Do tell me what has happened and w

g into a paroxysm of tears. "Oh, Miss Belle, how can I tell y

m at a loss to know what has

ast night my husband, or the wreck of what was once my husband, came home. His eyes were wild and bloodshot; his face was pale and haggard, his gait uneven, and his hand trembling. I have seen him suffering from Manipaotu and dreaded lest he should have a returning of it. Mrs. Graham had just stepped out, and there was no one here b

pity, and wh

lightning the temptation returns and all his resolutions are scattered like chaff before the wind. I have been blamed for living with him, but Miss Belle were you to see him in his moments of remorse, and hear his bitter self reproach, and his earnest resolutions to reform, you