The Democrat. (Scotland Neck, Halifax Co., N.C.) 1884-1896, 1889-09-19
LOSS OF rnYsIcAL HEALTn.

nerve, and travels every muscle ana
knows every bone, and burns with
every flame, and stings with every
poison, and pulls at him with every
torture. What reptiles crawl over
bis creeping limbs What fands
stand by bis midnight pillow ! What
groan3 tear his ear. What horrors
shiyer through his soul! Talk Of the
rack talk Of the Inquisition talk of
the funeral pyre talk OF the crus1-
ing Juggernant!-he feels them all
at once! Have you ever been in the
ward OF the hospital where these in
ebriates are dying, the stencil Of
their wounds driving back the nt>
tendsnts, their voices soundiDc
through the night? The keeper
comes mp, and says. "Hush, now be
still Stop making all this noise !"
But it is effectual only for a moment.
for as soon as the keeper is gone,
they begin again; "Oh God Help I!
help! Rum! Give me rum Help !!
Take them off NE Take them Off
me Take them off me! Oh God :"
And then they shrek, and they
rave and they pluck out their hair
by handfuls, and they bite their nails
into the quick, aud then they groan,
and they shrek, and they blasp-
heme, and they ask the keeper to
XII them. "Stab me Smother me !
Strangle me Take the devils off
me 7" Oh, it is no fancy sketch.
That thing is going on in hospit&ls,
aye, it is going on IN some of the
finest residences Of every neighbor
hood on this continent. 1t went on
last night while you slept, and 1 tell
you further that this is going to be
the death that some Of you will die.
l know it! l see it coming
DESPOILS THE HOME,
Oh, is there anything that will
destroy q man for this life and damn
him for the life that is to come? l
hate that strong drink With all
the concentratnG energies Of my so1' i,
| hate ~ Do You tell ne th,.c a
rnan can be happ2 when e kn S
that ne is breakin4 lis " "o's he; j.,
and civthing his children u:th rags !?
Why, there a-e on the streets Of our
cities to day little children, bare>
footed. uncombcd, and unkempt !;
want on every patch Of their faded
dress, and On every wrinkle of their
prematurcly old countenances, who
would have been in churches to-day,
and as well clad as you are, but fo-
the fact that rum destroyed their
parents and drove them into the
grave. 0 rum! thou foe OF God,
thou despoiler of homes, thou re-
crulting officer of The pit, | abhOr
thee !
Bnt ray SUBJECT takes a deeper
tone, and that is, that the inebriatc
suffers from the
LOSS OF THE SOUL.
The Bible intimates that in the fu,
ture world, If We are unforgiven here,
our bad passions aud adpetities, un>
restrained, will go along with us,and
make our torment there. So that |
suppose when an inebrate wakes ~
in this lost world he will find an in
finite thirst clawing on him. Now,
down in the wo-ld, although he may
have been very poor, he could beg
or he could steal five cents with
which to get that which would slake
his thirst for a little while but in
eternity where is the rum to cone
from? Dives could not get one drop
Of water. From what chalice ot
eternal fires will the hot lips of the
drunkard d-ain his draught? Nc
one TO brew it. No one to mix it.
No ore to pour it. No one to fetch
it. Millions Of worlds then for the
dregs which the young mau just
s'ung on the sav1uste' floor of thc
restaurant. Millions Of worlds now
for the r;nd thrown out from the
punch bow Of an earthly banquet
Dives cried for water. The inebrl
ate cries for rum. Oh the deep, ex
hausting, exaspersting,
EvEEYLAeTINc THI"ST
Of The dcunkard Ia hell! Why. If s
fend came up to earth for some in
fernal wcsk In grog shop ,aad should
go back taxing Oh its wing just one
drop of thai for which the inebr;ate
longs, what excitement it would
! make there! Pu5 that one dcO:
from I" tie Eo. 5 w:ng u. lie
Of tle ,ongua < he de, Dyed
ebr at let the id bri. ness