The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1903-06-10


wis about TO throw II away. hut he
didn't. He opened II again and read 1t
carefully through To the end. Then he
stepped out upon the sidewalk and
glanced up and down the street ON
the farther corner was brilliantly
lighted saloon II cheap sort of place.
Dicky took out his Is cents and start
ed for that corner
ne steppeu up DOluiy 10 the bar. y
| want to get drunk he said to the
bartender.
well, replied the bartender with II
grin, there's nothin' to hender you II
you got the price. What d'you wantf"
what what's the best thing TO get
drunk on" inquired Dicly in hest
tating sort Of way.
''Well," replied the bartender, uncer-
tain whether Dicky was chatting him or
otherwise, 1--WE sell some of the great
est forty rod stuff you ever tasted for
8 cents I'll warrant three big glasses
III make your hair stand on end all
right"
Gimme three glasses, then" said
Dicky.
Three glasses" exclaimed the bur
tender. what, all together"
"Well," returned Dicky uncertainty,
"any way that that's best, you know"
1t was half past g The mems res
cue meeting was In full blast 1t was
the grandest rally of the year
Willoughby G. Schenck, the banker,
philanthropist and mission worker,
harnngued the crowd, and he knew
how. There was no doubt about his
ability in that respect. He himself
had worked up out of the sluIns, and he
knew He had large audience and II
queer one, but he made an impression.
Hardened old sinners who hadn't
thought of home and their bOyhood
days for years sat with the tears run
ming down their faces. TOughs whose
faces never showed one softening line
sat with bowed heads aud quiverlng
lips. lie was only fairly launched when
Il young man IN Il bcaStly state of in
toXication entered the room. This
young man glanced wildly around up
on the crowd and at the speaker, then
lurehed heavily up the aisle aud sank
into n front seat.
1t was Dlcky Donnclly, drunk. The
forty rod had taken effect. Dicky felt
himself that 1t had gone to his head
Just little. Drunk ms he was though.
he sat up straight, but swnying from
side to side, and tried to listen. The
six or eight bankers whom lie saw
IKul lodi 10 ia
one, who had seen Dlcky enter and
seat hilAscf, poured forth his whole
soul not upon the old men, not upon
the toughs, but upon Dicky In Dlcky
Donnelly he saw himself as he once
might have been.
Ordinarily Dlcky, who was good
church member, In good standing,
would have been unaffected, but now
the bankers words of gentlencss and
sympathy and sorrow so mingled
themselves with the fumes in Dicky's
brain that Dicky felt them very, very
much and his tears began to fall, or at
least they seemed to do so.
And when the banker had ceased
Dieky staggered to his feet and looked
once more around upon the crowd
Scents" he said in a husky voice, Il
don't know as there's bigger bum in
this here room than mo. | don't know
as there's man here MS has gone the
pace az has myself Gents, look at
me- born an bred In a good home, with
every advantage. nm here am to
piGht. There amt n bit OF wlckedness
that amt guilty Of. there amt" His
voice trcmbled, and he stopped for an
instant. Il tell you, my fren's," he
continued. at was n blessed thing that
| stumbled into this here place to hear
the words that this here man" he In
dicated the speaker. "has said to me
! tonight. He's good man, an maybe
he's went through just what | did. an
he aln't afraid to tell you an me to
brace up"
Dlcky raised his hand solemnly.
MY fren's," he went on, you know
where | been tonight? ! been In that
there hole Oh the corner. An | say to
you tonight that from this time forth