WITH A WINE-GLASS. LT

“Let a policeman take her to the hospital,”
said the driver ; ‘my cab will be destroyed.”

“Twill pay the damage,” exclaimed the
gentleman.

“T will go with my child,” said the wretch-
ed mother. « Peggy, you won’t hinder me;
you knew me in better days.’’

“T don’t want to stand betwixt a mother
and her child,” answered Peggy, while she
placed the young girl on her lap and sup- |
ported her head ‘on her bosom; “you will
want looking to, but you drove her to her
death, as you drove her father to a jail.
Oh, if the first glass of spirits that passes
the lips of man or woman, could be turned
Into present poison, what thousands on thou-
sands would be spared degradation and
death.” |

The gentleman having taking his number,
_ gave some money to the driver, a policeman

Jumped on the box, the once pretty “ Polly