The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1903-06-03
THE GREAT DESTROYER
SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOUT
THE VICE OF lNTEMPERANcE.



That Was n Death Warrant.
"Out in that one miracle of history" the
great WINDY City" by the "unsalted
seas" there lives man who could "tals
untold OF the woes of strong drink.
A few years ago this man, whose name
for tenderness sake. shall be left for you
to guess, was a prince in the industrial
world.
He was worth his hundreds of thousands,
home. A lovely wife confided in him and
was proud Of him, bright-eyed children
met him when he came home at night, in
Vulnerable friends rcioced in his prosper
itv!
The old adage that america is the land
OF opportunity was nightly corroborated
by this mans case.
relying mainly upon his own pluck and
gumptloi, the man we speak Of soon forged
to the front in splendid style
Whlle still a Young man he found HIM.
sof at the head Of a splendid business.
Twelve hundred men were on his payroll
and they were, paid generously. regularly,
Tor the boss believed in fair play.
On the great west side his plant was the
wonder even Of the enterprising denizens
OF that hustiing, unterrified centre Of
American strenuositv.
His profits were $4,000 a year. And az
the fates smiled upon him and his banl,
account grew and grew he more and more
let himself out in his generosity toward his
family, his friends and the poor and the
needy round about him.
There was not a mean hair in his head.
His heart was as big as n mountain, and
his future looked as rosy as an Italian sky.
There are to-day in the city of Chicago
no less than twenty big men, the advance
guard OF the financially powerful ones OF
the city, who, few years back were en-
ploved by the man around whom this story
centres.
But the man Of whom I speak-where is
he to-day? God only knows.
q few DAYS ago he was brought UP before
Chicago justice OF the peace charged with
petty theft
Already, opine. the reader is beginning
10 catch on to the mystery, in the case.
:. Ore word tells il all--whisliv. This man
lived to be thirty-five years old before alco
hol ever passed his lps-and then he took
a drink.
That one drink was his death warrant
That one drink ioosed the furies which
ponnced ,unon him and destroyed him.
That drink created a strange. fiendsh
desire for another, the second led to still
another, and before he rea,ized it his nara.
disc was gone and ''desolation saddcned
all the green"
He got drunk. And he got drunk again.
and again, and presently he was common
sot.
His magnificent business melted away
IKE 2 snowbank in the sprinetime; his
beautiful home was blasted, as though it
had been stricken by the red lightning's
whitening shaft. The light in his chi,dren's
eyes went out, the joy in his wife's soul
was turned to grief, and to-day the once
brilliant, prosperous man, the pride of a
nappy home and the marvel and wonder oi
the whole, community is tramp. a com.
mon sneak thief, shivering. crinainr. hat.
ing himself and longing to die.
In the great citv by the unsalted seas he
r,oams about penniless, homeless. friendless,
living on the charity of a few friends. his
health gone, his brain added. his whole
existence perpetual nightmare.
It is the old, old story. And yet mer
will not profit by it.
Oh, humanity. thou art the biggest fool.
world
Wilt thou never learn wisdom? Wit
thou never discover and respect the fact
that strong drink is hell?
What then? Assert yourselves. Exer
ciSH Your will power. Be men.
WHISKY never goes out into tho street
after man. The man goes in after the
whisky; The man who says ~ will not
touch the accursed stuff" and means what
ne saws, can go unhurt by miles and miles
OF saloons
j. is the man that goes in that gets hurt.
II have, no one to b'ame but myself" ex
Gained the man / write of. That is what
he said the other day as ho stood ragged
and shivering and miserable before the
Chicago justice
Il have no one to b,are but myself. |
have been robbed of nv brains by LIQUOR
and it is all my own fault"
This story needs no comment. It speaks
1t Is only necessary to remind the reader
that there is but one thing for him to dc
If he would escape the fate that grapp,ed
and crushed the poor fellow out in Chicago
he must let whisky grandly alone.
He must eschew it as he would cscbey
the heli-broth mixed by Macbeth's witche.
on the Blasted heath. National Adyo.
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