Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1847-01-29
From the Philadelphia Times.
THE EFFECT OF PUNCH DRINKING.

From the Philadelphia Times
THE EFFECT OF PUNCH DRINKING.
The one effect of nch-drinking we all
know is to make a man neglect his best inter-
ests of those dependent upon him, as well as
eventually, to aienate from HIM the affections
of his relatives and the respect of the world.
Another effect is that it makes him act Silly
and mistake himself, very naturally, while
under its influence, for some other, and bv no
means respectable-looking individual. The
following piquant sketch illustrates this better
fact, in a very laughable and striking man.
ner. 1t is from the N. Y. "Spirits of the
Times"
One particularly dark. damp, dull, drizzlv
and disagreeable day, in the latter part of No
vember, A. D. 1912, a tall, gaunt, queer-look.
ing customer, dressed in blue" coat, with me.
tai buttons, a birthstone colored vest, and plaid
pantaloons, with calf-skin Examinations, sat,
SOLITARY and alone,' in little room, situated
in certain little tavern, in--street, CITY
OF Philadelphia Before him was little round
table, on whose marble top was a not a-little
pitcher of smoking punch, 'screechin' hot
and wine glass. The solitary individual
was York. nothin else. dear child, and that
was his second pitcher full, nigh his second
pitcher empty. One minute after, and you
couldn't have squeezed a drop out of either
pitcher or glass, by forty two power by
draulic press.
York rang the bell. The waiter popped
his head in at the door.
Ring, SAL
OF course, | did. 1t is cleaning Off
NO, sa-damp, sa-fog SO thick. So, you
could ladle tout 18th q spoon, "a. Have
anythin', sa?
More punch, and strongr
Yes, sa-immeedyinly, sa'
The waiter withdrew, and in few seconds
the third pitcher of punch stood before our
hero, who attacked it zealously. York had
Just drained the last glass full from the pitch
er, and was beginning to feel glorious, when
on raising his eyes, he saw his own figure in
large pier glass directly opposite. The re-
Election seemed to startle him. He rubbed
his eyes. winked, coughed, started, winked
and rubbed his eyes again.
BY r-saId he, there's some fellow
sitting right before me. This is private
room Sir. have engaged this room, Sir, for
my sole accommodation He waited a mo-
ment, expecting an answer, but the reflection
merely stared at him, and held its peace. 4
was saying, sir, that this is my private room
mime, sir,'-cried York fetching his voice
an octave higher than before. No answer
was made; and he rang the bell furiously-
The waiter made his appearance again.
Ring, az
Yes, did ring Dn't ask for private
room"
s, sa-this is private room, sa
1t is! why there's a fellow sitting right be.
fore me now, on the other side of the table
E rot his impudence
7 Table, sa-felow-sa"
r Yes, there is-well-never mind Bring
me some more punch and two glasses
} Yes, sa-lm- medlately, sa'
In very short time the fourth pitcher
8 with the two glasses, made it's appearance.
= York filled one of the glasses and showed
} it over the table Will you drink, sir " said
he, addressing the figure in the glass 'Oh
you wont, eh-well, l will And so he did
. Better dring, old fellow continued he
: your lquors's getting cold, and you look a.
: if you were fond of the thing No answer
being returned, York finished the pitcher
I and rang the bell again. In popped the wait
! er.
7 Ring, sa %
4 TO be sure rang. Didn't YOU hear tn,
b-b-ell? did. Din't | order p-p-p-rivat'
room? Eli"
Yes, sa-thls is a private room, sa'
a pretty private room this is-with fl +
elbow sitting opposite, that wont take glas
of punch when it's offered him-and r-r-r-et
noSed man, at that? Oh we'll never mind
Bring ME more punch, and two t-t-t-t-umblers
I'll t-t-t-t-ry him again
Presently pitcher No ", with glasses t
match was borne in, with due state.
'Better-t-t-t-ry some, old boy, said YORK
coaxingly, to his double The reflex merel
looked good natured, but said nothing.
Ill w
this isn't the m-m-m-ost infamous-well-
never mindful drink the punch'-and so h
did, every bit of it. About five minutes sui
bell, superfuriously. The waiter came again
Ring, sa"
why. certain. Why, sh-sh -ouldnt
ere's-the-man-who keeps this-pal
ace"
Boss, ga I'll sem i'm sa'
Shortly after mine host, quiet looking lit
tie man, with NOTED, calico-patterned face
and shining, bald head, made his appear
ance.
'Whwh-ats topay " demanded YORK, 'ris
ing and assuming an air OF dignity.
Five punchese-five levies, sir
There's the money, SIR said York. fork
ing over the coin. And now, want t
know, why-when Icall-for app p-rivat
room, yout should put me here-with-s-
omebody else"
There is nobody here, but you and L.
r Nobody! Do you s-s-urpoSe can't see:-
L. Do you th-th-ink | am drunk There-loo
II there. T,0o OF 'em, by lingo"
It We'll, sir, must confess | can't see an
J. but us two
ii You can't, eh !" And York dragged tn
ID landlord to the table. Look there "continu
3, ed he, pointing to the glass. 'Th-th-ele's tn
r rascals, now. One of ems enough like yo
to be your brother, and the others the d-des
6. Lord forsaken, meanest looking white man,
| ever saw" THOMAS, THE RHYMER.
Luck-Rev H. w Reecher says in one {
his lectures -" may here, as well as an
where, impart the secret of good and bad luel
There are men, who, supposing Providence