Litchfield enquirer., 1830-05-06
FOR TRE LTTcHFIELD ENQulRRR. A DRUNKARD'S HISTORY AND END


 -WheM was young, knew aud loved friend, loved him for his virtue; long did love this friend, and reason good had viruous men to love him.-And e'n now, wiener think of him, mourn to think cannot love him stil-twas his ambition to deserve the esteem or wise and virtuous men-he gained it-and through many sunny years enjoyed it. left him honored and beloved; left him happy i; yes, when he grasped my han,l. and with friendly smile recounted over the story of 6s joys, he sod he was happy, but that he grieved mack to have me leave him: he cried, "FarewelI my friend, Gods blessing rest upon you." And thus lefa him. float. ing down prOspevisy's full tide. left my native vil lage, and in it Jeff man valued muci, went into the stormy of the wod-I long was tossed ul,- on the dark and lurd of fes tempestuous sea. At last kind heaven smiled upon me, and best me with a competence, ard coMten,ed mnd ;--I fled from eartls outrage and wrong and soug the peace. fn shades of that best village, where le my friend -I went iw ssarch of hm-with hurried steps sought the lovely dwelling where Jeff dear George, conten,-I found it: Alas! ,ha, hour! mos, miserable ofmy life; for now saw, instead Ofan abode of hap pinesp, hu where nought bu, squalid poverry could dwell. Sad tokens of the wietcledness withoa. np. peared at every step; veatured on asked adasis. sion; a gentle being, half made up of tears, who long had drank the bitter cup Of sorrow, who long had borne adversity's rude blast, and all the thousand ills of poverty extreme, and disappointed hope-came, and said Enter Sir" knew her, for on her care- worn brow, something that seemed like whnt my friend once loved, was seen. I asked the wretched matrou if her husband lived? The tear of bitter an- guish stole into her eye; her pangrent bosom heavcd with torture's groan; she sobbed aloud nor.could she answer me, but led to a room where lay upon a bed of rags drunkard's loa,hsome and dsgustful corpse. It the corpse of him who .."s George; she fell upon it-she cluUg with all a wo- mans fondness to that vie mass oF eIay. Ycs, she clung to it, even as she used 10 do when 1. was ami. mate. She loved if for the sake ofwha. was when first she knew it. Her children wept, for they, a. midst all their fathers degradation loved him. gent. y led her iorth,-I followed to the grave the cold mains of him who was my friend. And soon fol. lowed to the same dark tomb his broken hearted wife And there le!t them both-both were in the hands of justice, and of unercy's God. Ho,neward went, and laid me down, and wcps, end slept. and dreamed dream-strange fan.asy-so dread, SO fa of horror, that even now shudder, when think upon h.
 Methough was transported te the bar of God 1; and there beheld the innumerabe millions gathered around the Omnipoten dread throne ;-Me,hought 1 sought for him, who while on earth was dear unto my heart; I sought him amongst the joyful few at Gods right hand-but found him not He was drunkard. How could hs be shsre? then looked towards the le. it was shsrs saw him. amidst those pale and fainsing wretches, destined to endless woe. O! the huubenesss with which he did beseech the offended Judge to pardon hins--but it was now too aie-ihe quaking millions heard their fnal sentence, and straight moved of, concourse vast, HeI's nu- merous legions. o! the dreadful terror Of that lime My friend was lost! It was there saw driven forth to endless torment. innumerable hosts of Drunkars. Thieves, Misers HypocriteS aod aR wAo were trans. gressors of the law. Down they went into the un. fathomable pit of re to weep, and wall, and groan, and gnash their teeth forever. EDGAR.