Staunton spectator, and general advertiser. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 183?-1849, 1841-08-05
Miscellany.
From the Netc Orleans Picayune.
A DRUNKARD'S FATE.
r. F. a.

From the Blou.r OF 4. Tickle. jr. Accoun an.
We were passing the front entrance of one
of our principa! hotels few days since at an
hour when the summer sun was not far from
It's meridian height, little noise inside at
tracted our attention and we immediately
stopped-iew men pass by any thing which
gives indication of an aflray. In moment
we distinguished the cause, for one Of the
servants, strong muscular fellow, bore out
in his grasp, as though twere but mass of
inanimate matter, something which still re-
tanned the appearance of living though
scarcely human being. Planting this object
uPonits feet, at the entrance, with its face TO
the street, the servant applied his foot to the
rear and brutally sent his burden into the
ditch. The act was cowardly and nnjus!iGa-
Bile, but 1t was so quickly consummated that
no one had time to interfere.
The man thus unceremoniously introduced
to the receptacle of all things filthy, was
miseraby, but not helplessly drunk The
vile liquid in which he had been partially ba-
thed seemed TO being him little nearer his
senses, for he scrambled forth quickly, stag
gered to one of the chairs upon the banqueite
and took possession Of it. Nauseous and
disgusting as was the stream from which,
wet and dripping, lie had just rescued him
self. still more nauseous and disgusting was
his lips the very dog before hin-a mean,
theving cur at that-dropped his tail be-
tween his legs, and trotted briskly away from
so presidential an atmosphere. Our blood
iroZe as we listened 10 the foul profanity Of
the iorsaken wretch, his horrible nvocations
Of the vengeance of God upon the person
who had thrust him forth into the open air.
We passed on our way, silent and sad.
1t was even so. In that bloated brute, we
! recognized all that remained Of an early and
accomplished friend. He came to New Or
leans lew years ago, full grown, real
man, in heart and intellect. The capacities
of II soul fashioned in the Creators own i'm.
age, were his, in their full proportions. In
his fresh and open comntenance, in the quiet
depths Of his clear and transparent black eye
and i'll his manly forn could be recognized
| the attributes Of being, formed for the en-
! joyment of al that's bright and true in exist
| ence. in his present condition, his whole
| course and history is told with a distinctness
and eloqueDce which we shall not presump
! inously attempt to emulate. He himself ha(
admitted the enemy which had stolen away
his brains. aud left HIN lower, far, than the
lowest al the animal Kingdom. He surren
defed his soul to the doctrine that truth il
confined to the bowl. His reply to remon
STRANGE as well as persuasion, was in tin
paitry sopllism of the poet
''Let ns drink, who would not7 since tho
lfe's varied round,
In the goblet alone no deception is found"
The forfeit of his folly has been early an
punctually paid. Better would it have bee
for him, better for all who have known him
that the grave worm should long ago have ri
oted upon his Gesh and bones. For the cor
suning fire Of low and depraved passion
brings more Of agony than would be endure
I were his form, instinct with life and cor
, seriousness. beneath the sod even until deca
had annihiiated all outline and trace of hi
mainly.
! The poor mother in distant land, VIII