Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1856-12-17

round the room, buried her face in her
hands and | saw tears run down her emacia-
ted fingers: at length she arose and ap /
peared more calm. She asked me If /
would 60, and | mechanically answered yes
but what is your name and where do you
live
NY husband is IN a hut at the end OF
town, and my name is Emma Manly
Reader, can you imagine the thrill that
these words sent through me, as | gazed at
the wreck Of the once beautiful and loved
Emma, the belle, the pride and the life OF
my native village, and the enyied wife Of
Charles Manly No, never, unless you have
seen one of the friends of your youth de-
based, fallen, ruined by the accursed spirit
of the wine cup, can you appreciate the
feeling, and if you have never felt 1T, for
Gods sake, and the sake ofhumanity snatch
the poison from your friends lips, that you
never may.
l followed the unhappy woman to the
hut, and, Gracious Heaven what a scene
there met me. Would to God that [ could
dip my pen into the livid gulf of alcoholic
poison, or the fiery pillows that leap up tt
meet the dying druqkard and paint thi:
Scene in its trusaeG.s hG&IfannG, arc
my pen shrinks from Ne task of describing
the horrors, the torments, and tormentin9
demons that tear the soul ofthe being whc
suffers under "Delirium tremens." I'm
agine if you can all the writings, the wall
ings, and the misery of the damned spirit
and the picture is not overwrought. AM
Charles Manly labored under this disease il
its most frightful form.
As / entered the hat he raised up fror
his pallet of straw in the corner, and fxe
} his wild, unearthly eyes upon me, an
5 through his clenched teeth he muttere
fend, fend, demon, why have you con
T here to torment me | grew giddy, an
would have fallen, had not good DIR. P
caught my arm, and by a hearty shall
) aroused me-. Boast no more, said he,
how little the dissecti2g room affects u
c (for | bow at the shrine of Eescupaliu
if you 90 off into such a FIT as this at t
sight of a patient.
The Dr.'s shake sobered me, and we
cided not to leave Manly till morning, a
so we remained, and all night long watch
% the unhappy man, and all night long "
q our blood chilledbythe rawlings, and shire
r. of the madman, and all night long Ali
K, and her mother c~onyersed in the corner a
IN wept. And when gray morning had b
., ken the darkness in the east, the patio
'e- had sank down upon his pallet from t
effects of the Dr. opiates and appeared
p sleep, and we began to hope that the d.
n, rum was over, but this lasted but a q
ment till he opened his eyes and in a 81
and afeetionate voice he called: Emr
Ter ENNIS, Alice. Emma approached, |
upos seeing her, the demon again posses
ne HIN. He leaped from his couch, eau:
Tor her and hurled her from him with a demo
IeIr ac effort, snatched UP a blockof woolfr
ty,f the floor, and threw it at Alice it mis-
~ her but tore a log from the wall beside
.oi head. We caught him; but the spell
over, aud we led him without resistance
his bed again. and as we did SO he loo
up into our faces, not with the wild, hol
Sc; speaking eyes Of 'dcliriu'n tremens,'
a.. the vacant, unreal stare of maniac. !
the once talented Charles Manly W.
60 maniac.