HE LOVED HIS BOY BETTER THAN HE LOVED LIQUOR.

White Ribbon, Volume 38, Issue 452, 18 April 1933, Page 9

HE LOVED HIS BOY BETTER THAN HE LOVED LIQUOR.

A young woman some years ago went west, and murried a prosperous ranch owner, who was given to making the dangerous and too often fatal boast that “liquor did not affect him. He could take a glass or he could let it alone.” After a few years a teiii|>erance movement was started in the adjoining town, and one after another the member* of his family and the men on his ranch joined a temperance soclet) For a year or more they attended this lodge faithfully, always pleading with ‘John to join them, and always receiving the answer that he had “no need to join them, not being in any danger.” One mgbt, as he gave this answer to his anxious wife, a sweet little voice at his side piped up, “No, Mamma, Pal* and I aren’t going to join the lodge; Papa and I are to drink liquor.” The prosperous. self-satisfied mun started, and the scales fell from his eyes. “No. my son." he said; “you are mistaken. You and Papa are not going to drink liquor ” He joined the lodge, and from that day forth was a total abstainer.