Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-03-11
Temperance M(atter.

ITbe following celebrated dream was written
ut nm early period of the temperance reform by the
Rev. D. Cheevcr then Il Congregatioualist pastor
mt Salem, Massachusetts. The deacon Giles" "i
the dream was Il Mr.. Stone, Il Deacon of the Uni
tartan Church. ard the largest. !iStiiIcr in Salem.
He wis an officer "f he Bill" Society, and kept
Bibles for sale in hiS 'ii>tiiIeiy. His foreman rs
sauited DR.. Chcever in the streets for this "i!b"','
but the Deacon's business became SO unpopular
that he was compelled 70 abanloa it. The
dream Was not all y dream, and is worthy vi
another rcading.-Etchang".
ENQUIRE AT AMOS GILES DIS
TILLERY."
Some time ago the writer attention was
arrested by an advertisement in one of the
newspapers, which closed with words similar
to the following, enquire at Amos Giles
D:stillery." The readers of the Landmark
may suppose, if they choose, that the follow
ing story was Il dream, suggested by that
phrase.
Deacon Giles was a man who loved money,
and was never troubled with 4 tenderness OF
conscience. His father and grandfather be-
fore him had been distillcrs, and the occupa-
ton had come to him as an heirloom in the
family. The still-house was black with age,
as with the smoke of furnaces that never
went out, and the fumes of tortured lnsre-
dieuts, ceaselessly converted into alcohol. 1t
looked like one of Fu!can's Smithies trans
lated from the internal regions into this
world. It's stencil filed the atmosphere, and
it seemed as if drops of alcoholic persplra-
ton might be made to oozc out from any one
of its timbers or clapboards on 4 slight pres
sure. Its owner was Il treasurer to a Bible
Society and he had a little counting-room in
one corner of the distillery where he sold BIZ
bleS
"IIe that is yrce3y to gain honbhM has
orr household" Any one of those Bibles
would have told him this, but he choose to
learn it from experience. 1t is said that the
worm Of the still lay coiled in the bosom of
his family, and certain it is that one of It's
members had drowned himself in the vat of
hot liquor, in the bottom of which a skeleton
was som time after found, with heavy
weights tied to the ankle bones. Moreover.
Deacon Giles temper was none of the sweet
est naturally, and the liquor he drank,
and the fires and spirituous fumes among
which he lived, did nothing to soften it. If
his workmen sometimes fell into watts, he
himself oftener fell out with his workmen.-
This was not to be wondered at, considering
! .lo ,t,ro &c {bnjr u,0os which onnnrIInu
to no unfrequent stipulation, would be as
much raw rum as they could drink.
Deacon Giles worked on the Sabbath
He would neither suffer the fires of the dis
tillery to 60 out, nor burn while he wasidle:
so he kept as busy as they. One Saturday
afternoon his workmcn had quarreled, and
all went off in anger. lie was in much per-
plexity for want of hands to do the work of
the devil on the Lords day.
In the dusk of the evenings gang Of SIN
gular fellows entered the door of the distil-
cry. Their dress was wild and uncouth,
their eyes glared, and their language had u
tone that was awful. They offered to work
for the Deacon; and he, on his part, was
overjoyed, for he thought within himself that
as they had probably been turned out Of en-
ployment elsewhere, he could engage them
on his W town terms.
He made them his own accustomed offer,
as much rum every day when work was done,
as they could drink; but they would not
take it. Some of them broke out and told
him that they had enough of hot things
where they came from, without drinking
damuation in the distillcry. And when they
said that, it seemed to the Deacon as if their
breath burned blue; but he was not certain,
and could not tell what to make of it. Then
he offered them 4 pittance of money but they
set up such a laugh, that he thought the
roof of the building would fall in. They de-
manded sum, which the Deacon said he
could not give, and would not give, and
would not to the best set Of workmen that
ever lived, much less to such p~iratical look
ing scapc jails as they. Finally he said he
would give half what they asked, if they
would take two thirds of that in Bibles
When he mentioned the word Bibles, they
all looked towards the door and made step
backwards, and the Deacon thought they
trembled, but whether it was with anger, or
delcrium tremens, or something else he could
not tell. However, they winkcd, and made
signs to each other, and then one of them,
who appeared to be the head man, agreed
with the Deacon, that if he would let them
work by night, instead of day, they would
stay with him on his terms. To this he a.
greed, and they Immediately went to work.
The Deacon had a fresh cargo of molasses
to be worked up, and a great many hogs
heads then in from hiscouutry customers, to
be filed with liquor. When he went home,
he locked VI the doors, leaving the distillery
to his own workmen. AS soon as he was
gone you would have thought that one of the
chambers Of hell had been transported to
earth, with all its inmates. The distillery
glowed with fires hotter than ever before, and
the figures of demons passing to and fro, and
leapiug and yelling in the midst of their
work, made it look like the entrance to the
bottomless pit.
Some of them sat astride the rafters, over
the heads of the others, and amused them
selves by blowing flames out of their mouths.
The work of distilliug seemed play to them,
.,I tbnr .,rr;nd II nm with Snnarn,tur,l pei.