The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1841-05-18

the old books OF my master; there Were Tue MINES
OF sixty men upon it, and we could rocolicct hui
one that did not 90 TO a dtunkard's grave: Anoh
er halter says il was just so on ais books AT one
time there were twelve of us as apprentices; eight
OF the twelve have died drunkards, one is now in
the aims house at Cincinnati, one ip lhealms house
of Baltimore, one is keeping tavern in Baltimore
and here mn |. a..e.aa.s... a ...
For awhile was prosperous, Notwithstanding
drank on did not expect the appetite TO conquer
me. Well, when - years DID, in 1918, 1 went to
the West. As soon as away from parental care,
gave way, all wen, by the board and my sntierngs
commenced For six months had no shoes, and
only one shirt and one pair ofpanta!oons. Then
a vagabond indeed. But returned, ragged&
hloated, TO my mother home. WhenI got to tho
edge of the town, was ashamed even to walk
the g.ound Of my nativity. In the dusk of the
evening creptofny mothers and soon dressed
up derently. My mother only said, "John | am
rad you ire bloated." 1 then drank nothing for
while; but il was hard TO do without, that at
length took glass Of ale, and all was over with
mo again: my appetite rushed on like flood and
carried all before it, And for fifteen years time af
ter time, rose and fell; up aud down; would
quit all, and then take little glass. would earn
$l5 week, he happy and well, and with my mon
ey in hand start for home, and in some unaccounta
BILE way, imperceptibly and lrresisiably fall into a
tavern and think one glass only would do me
good But found single glass Of ale would con
quer all my resolutions appeal 10 all my follow
drunkards fit is not exactly soft The one glass Of
any intoxicating drink does not annihiat", by rev
val of the Appetite all resolutions TO resist drinking
on. am satisfied this appetite is routed in me,
and never expect 70 get rid Of il. 1t is like mer
curry in The thermometer-keep heat away from it
aud it will not rise, but apply the heat OF your fin
ger and 1t will rise at
June 18Th last, drank and suffered awfully-l
cant tell you how suffered in mind-in body,
every thing, but in mind more. drank dreadiully
the two fist weeks in Junc-bought by the gallon,
and drank, and drank, and was about taking nay
life--drunk all the tune. On the l4th, was a
wopdcr to myself; astonished had any mind loft
and yet il seemed in the goodness Of God nncom
monty dear. laid in bed long after my wife and
daughter were up, and my conscience drove me 10
madness. ! hated the darkness OF tho night, and
when tho ligh, came hated the light. ] hated
myseif-.my exisience--I asked myself, 'Can re-
frain;' SIS it possible?' Not boing to aksams by
eth HARD am4llead or help ms along andmeaYaten
can was friendess; without help light; an
outcast. My wife came up stats and knew was
suffering, and asked pne TO go down to breakfast
j had pint of whiskey, and thought would
drink; and yet knew il was life or death with me
as decided. Moderate drinkers, beware! Take
care you don't get into this condition.! Well told
my vile i would come down presently. Then my
daughter came up and asked me down. always
loved her. More because she was the drunkard's
rriend-my only friend. And then she said. 'Fa
Their don't send me afer whiskey 10 day. WINS
|tormented BEFORE but this was an unexpected tor
ure. 1 told her TO leave the chamber, and she
went down crying, and said 10 her mother, father
is angry with me. Wife came up again, and asked
me to take some coffee, ! told her did not want
any thing Of her, and covered myself in bed.
soon heard some one enter the room, and peeped
out and it was my daughter. then thought of my
past life; my degradation; misery OF my friends;
and fell, bad enough. So | called her and said,
Hannah, l am not angry with you, and shall not
drink any more She cried, and SO did 1. got
up and went to the, cupboard and looked at the enc
N.Y. my whiskey bottle, and thought, Is il Possi>
BILE can be restored, and then turned my back up
on it, Several times while dressing, l looked at
the bottle but thought that should be lost II yield
ed. Poor drunkard! There is hope for you1 You
cannot be worse off than was; not moro degraded
or more Of slave to appetite. You can reform u
you will Try it-tryit telt badly, tell you,
There are some here to night who know how l
felt. know you have felt bad enough. ! have
talked with some yep. Some say we feel bad.
Some, we feel better, and some We feel FIRST
BATE. Well, Monday night went TO tpe Society
OF Drunkards, and there found allmy old bottle
companions. did not tell any body that was go
ing not even my wife. j had got out Of difficulty
but did not know how long would Keep out The
six Founders of the society were there I'VE had
6shed together; got drunk together, You could
not break US up when drunk we stuck Ike
| brothers, and so we do now are sober. One
said here is Hawkins, the regulator, tho old brus
err; and they clapped and laughed, you do now
But there was no laugh or clapp 10 me I was too
sober and somn Cor that The pledge was read
for my accomm da,ion They did not say so, and
yet knew. They all looked over my shoulder
to see me wright my name never never had a. such feel
inss before L. was great battle once fought
the baltle at North Point, and helped I" run away
TOO, bu. now there is no running away. 1 found
the Society had large pitcher OF wat t
There