The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1854-02-23

ing was two Dagucrreotypes, which lay
upon the table.
He picked UP one Of them and start
ed back in confusion, when he recog-
nized his own distorted features He
examined the other. 1t was the coun-
tenance of the first, with eyes open, and
looking ten times more hdeous than
the sleeping picture.
Good gracious exclaimed he ;
did | ever look so Internal homly as
that ?" and he proceeded to scrutinize
the picture a second time. " Blame
me 4! if | thought | ever looked so con-
founded mean as that, go and jump
into the river"
81 have seen them that looked just
like that are," continued he 4" but
them was drunkards, though some
times get little sizzled, never lift my
pipe at the pump, though. Howsom-
cher, them was taken for me, though
when or where | have no kind o. notion.
There's the old hat, and there's the old
coat-no mistake"
The footsteps of his wife caused him
to drop the pictures, and he FASTENED
out of the house to avoid the tempest
which he thought his wckedncss would
call down upon his head.
1t is notable fact that he omitted
his morning dram on this occasion, and
his wife took courage. Like q prudent
woman, as she was, she did not say a
word about the occurrences efyesterday,
and permitted him to eat his breakfast
in peace. He got through the day with
out drinking Il drop, but on the second
day the old appetite clamored for the
usual dram, and in the aternoon--while
his wife was in the sitting room, he went
to the closet where he kept the bottle.
But the first thing that met his gaze
was the two Daguorreotypes, resting
against the black bottle. There was
Jim Scroggins, drunk-aslcep and Jim
Scroggins, drunk-awake.
Them darn'd dogartypes !" mutter-
ed be, starting back in confusion at the
miserable looking object they faithfully
shadowed to him. Jim stopped to think.
He fully resolved never again to be the
loathsome boing they represented him
to be. Taking the black bottle, he
went to the door with it, and with right
good will hurled it on the door stone,
where it was dashed into a thousand
fragments, and the delectable stuff ire
trievably lost.
/" Halo, what are you about" said
young man just entering the yard
Smashing my rum bottle" said Jim,
with admirable GOODNESS.
4" You are the dogtype man, amt
you," said jim.
"I am"
+" Walk in, if you please" said Jim,
ushering Mr.. Shadow into the sitting
room where his wife and daughter were
" Wife," said he, "you had them
pictures taken"
{" | did James,"
"I've broke the bottle, and as to
looking like them things again l never
will"
Thank God James I hope you
never will"
:" Here is the pledge" said Mr..
Shadow, who was temperance man in
practice as well as in principle.
."I'll sign it, by Mighty % and jim
did sign it.
"Now, wife, will you rub them things
out"
" Certainly, James," and Mrs. s.
went for the pictures.
And now," said the young man,
" Mr.. Scroggins, if you will walk over
to my saloon, shall be happy to take
the real man as God made him"
"I'll do it, and Betsy you shall como
too, and Susy."
Susy went with her father and mother;
though her picture had been taken. On
the way Mr.. Shadow walked by her side,
aud said great many silly things.
The Daguerreotypes were taken, and
Jim was surprised to see the difference
between the picture Of drunken man
and that Of sober one.
He drank no more liquor, and though
this incident happened three years ago,