The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1903-08-12
THE GREAT DESTROYER
SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOUT
THE VICE OF INTEMPERANcE.
The Road to q Drunkard's Grave is Hard
One to Travel-The Average Inebriate
is Devoid Of Manhood, n Stranger to
Truth and Full of Deception.

Ths Road to Drunkard's Grave is Hard
One to Travel-The Average Inebriate
is Devoid Of Manhood, n Stranger to
Truth and Full of Deception.
Shall I ask to be excused for once
again writing on a subject that l have
written upon scores of scores of times be-
fore? No! It is my mission to call upon
the drunkard to reDent of his ways and
cease to get drunk, and also to call upon
the drunkard makers to cease to do evil
and learn to do WELL
For some reason God will mot let me
alone when / am slow to call attention to
the evils of the liquor traffic. He brings
about worriment, and sometimes l am
brought into contact with events that
make my blood boil with indignation.
the traffic and tell the whole truth con-
cerning it.
1 want all mankind to be persuaded to
let intoxicants alone; and if l had the
power would compel every inhabitant OF
this globe by law to do what they cannot
be persuaded To do. My doctrine is,
total abstinence for the individual and
prohibition for the States and Nations:
The drunkard is to be pitied; for he is
slave to. the drink habit and suffers the
pangs of hell. He is bound in chains that
hold him in bondage even when he calls
upon God and his friends to believe him
when he says, LET these bonds be
loosed!"
1 have seen the drunkard when he
looked as pale as death, when he realized
that he was going from bad to worse as
fast as possible, when he felt that he was
forsaken and desnised by all his friends,
and when even his own mother had ceased
to ask his father to forgive him.
The drunkard's lot is fearful one.
The fires of hell turn within him. He oc-
ing up drinking; but his appetite. STILES
his good wishes He drinks knowing its
evil effects. While his eyes are weeping
on account of his sorrows he pours down
his throat the liquid damnation that is the
cause OF his sorrows.
The road to the drunkard's grave is a
hard one to travel On each side are
sharp.shooters firing darts at him. Every
little while he is shot by them, and goes
along limping from the wounds he has re-
ceived. If it were not for the fact that
the poor drunkard must meet his God un-
prepared in another world, it would be
more punishment on earth.
The average drunkard is devoid OF man:
hood-he ia a stranger to the truth and
full of deception. Under the most solemn
obligations to reform he will pay no heed
to them. What he says is not worth TAX
ing any stock in. He will abuse the con-
fdence of his best friends and smite the
hand that is extended toward him IN
friendship. His sweet wife has not the in
fuence over him that one of his loafer
companions in sin has. Drink has hard
ened his heart, blasted his reputation and
made him only fit companion Of those
who are as wicked as he ils., he Will
smile at you one moment and threaten to
whip you the next moment. Of course
there are exceptions to this description OF
the chronic drunkard.
How to deal with the drunkard is a
hard problem to solve. A mixture OF
kindness and an iron hand is about the
best application to be applied to such AN
one.
Have you ever tried to subdue and train
a drunkard to behave better? If you have
not you are not the one to properly Judge
the best methods to improve him. What
the drunkard most needs is to hear the
love of Him who died on Calvary. In
other words. Law and Love. God gave to
man Mount Sinai before Calvary: Why: it
is not my business to try to explain. The
Law was q schcoimaster to bring even
Paul to Christ
While few men have a more tender
heart for the miserable drunkard, yet l
must say that too often love is lost on
him, for /. is like casting pearls before
swine.
Young men. If -ou want to feel the tor
ments Of hell while on this earth, be
drunkard and you will Let your fill.
Better for q man or woman not to be
born than to become addicted to that
which steals away the brains of its victims
and gives only pain and remorse in return.
George r. Scott, in the New York Wit
ness.