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right corner torn by alcohol! Who is able and willing the tyrant? Can there be no plan devis rid of this evil? Alas-alas what will become Oh that the heart of every temperance might be made brave and strong in the temperance warfare Oh that we might send home an appeal that would thrill through every nerve as though their own lives or the lives of their children were at stake an appeal that would never cease its echos till the tyrant died. Alcohol prepare for the shroud! let him who will prepare the funeral sermon.

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us. A Thomas Roberts a Baptist Minister a man remarkable for the benevolence of his heart was once walking along the streets of London, he beheld a little girl walking of about 4 years old walking needlessly across the street just at the time a coach an it turned the corner of the street driving furiously. The little girl must inevitably have been over run. Mr. Roberts saw the danger and without knowing why the child was heedless of the jeapordy in which he placed his own life, rushed to the midst of the street snatched up the little child and bore her safely to the sidewalk just - crossed out ^barely escaping with his own life. How did he thank God in gratitude when he looked into the smiling face of the little girl and beheld it was his own daughter. Some one asked him afterwards why he risked his life in rescuing one whom he supposed to be a perfect. I knew that - crossed out said he that the childs life was as precious in the sight of its parents as was my own child to me. And that God speedily rewarded him as he will every generous deed.