St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-12-16
GREAT MODERN DISCOVERY.
Story of q Poor. Pallid Invalid VIII @
was Cured by Hot Water.


New York Sun.
Il tell you, gentleman" said red-nosed
man, as he walked up to the bar in the
Hoffman house the other day, "the greatest
discovery of modern times is neither cocaine
vaccination, preferred creditors nor the block
signal system, but it is the use of hot water.
Look at me, for instance. What was one
month ago? A poor rOund-shouldered
knock-kneed and pallid invalid; my hands
shook, my head ached, and the more |
drank the worse | felt. | took twenty
grains OF quinine in the morning to brace
up my stomach, and ate nothing but oat-
meal for breakfast to pull it down. At
noon L took q teaSpOOnful of scorbutic
medicine for the purpose of taking off the
ilning OF my stomach, and before dinner |
look concentrated essences of beef fat to
build up the lining of the stomach. l wasn't
able to take more than ten drinks night
during all that time without feeling UNI
happy and life had the saddest and gloom
lest hue imaginable. Many and many a
night have stayed out with the bows. try
ing to cheer up. till two or three o'clock in
the morning, and carried home nv share of
twO-bit drinks. What effect did it have on
me the next day? l had swelled head,
felt miserable and mournful, and the more
medicine L took the worse | grew. One
month ago to-day became convinced that
the hot water cure must amount to
something, or so many people would not be
so enthusiastic over it. L then dropped all
medicine and took to drinking hot water.
drank pintS of it, Steaming hot, before /
took my breakfast, and during the day,
when l had time to take it, l would pour
down as much as | could stand. 1t was
very hard lines for the first week. but after
that l got things in order You see, |
spent a large portion of my life holding up
the bars of New York city before that and
it has often been said to my credit that l
never went back on the booze. This is not
choice or elegant term, but there's many
man in New York who spends the best
portion of his life in earning the reputation
that it gives him. At the early date of my
experiments with the hot water cure re-
ceived rebuffs that would have broken any
other mans heart. When l went up to a
bar where l was known and asked for a
glass of hot water the barkeeDer would
simply shove out the whisky bottle and a
large goblet and go on cheerily about his
work. II l insisted upon having hot water
he thought l was guying him, and if l
made positive demand for it he looked
hurt, or grieved, and not infrequently dis
played-exhibitions of ill-temper that as
tonished me. In some places they sold the
water for fifteen cents, and in some places
for twenty cents glass. There is no pride
about the proprietor of the average New
York barroom. Well, sir, to-day l stand
before you vertically cured man. This
little lecture, OF course, may sound like a
patent medicine advertisement, and | am
not winning wide popularity by repeating
it in barrooms; still it goes"
''Do you think the fact that you stopped
drinking had anything to do with your
cure, Colonel?" asked the barkeeper, put
ting out the bottle mechanically, and with
drawing it with deep blush
'Well." said the Colonel, gently feeling
his red moustache and rubbing his hands
over monstrous waistcoat ''perhaps it
had, but no man can stop drinking unless he
starts something else. Let a drunkard
cease drinking and become a crank on hot
water, and he is saved as sure as shootin'.' -