The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-02-21
ny PETER CLARK MACFARLANE.

mining town in Arizona and begged
for a drink of whiskey.
The bartender a a yellow faced
halfbreed and as such far below the
social status of any white man.
Social status, not being negotiable for
whiskey. was something this white
man still retained, n not only re-
tanned but carefully conserved. He
took a bleary satisfaction in the fact
that he was white and that the name
of his grandfather was to be found
upon the pages of any American his
tory. Even when he begged the half
breed for a drink he made 1t clear that
the acceptance of ii conferred a favor.
An hour later his same man was
lying face down in the sand under a
tree on the outskirts of the town.
Going methodically from one saloon
to another he had begged enough
whiskey 10 get himself helplessly
drunk by s o'clock in the morning.
The halfbreed. on the way to an
adobe house in the canon at the
rear of the little town. passed near.
and observing the helpless condition
of the drunken white man who was
socially his superior, walked over to
the PROSTATE figure and began to kick
IL. Thu drunkard, rousing slowly with
the vague impression that a herd of
mules had stampeded over his body.
lifted himself on his hands and stared
about uncertainty. He saw no mules
but recognized the retreating figure of
the bartender.
\ horrible appreciation of what had
happened took possession of his mind.
He staggered to his feet with a below
IF rage
Did you kick me, barkeep?" he
screamed.
81. senior" admitted the halfbreed,
over his shoulder.
Lost for a III in horror
stricken contemplation of the indig-
nifty put upon him the drunkard tried
to stand vigorously erect, but failing,
cast himself upon tho ground and
rolled about, moaning and beating the
earth in a frenzy of rage and mor;iii-
cation.
From this hour the sot. who for ten
years had been a hopeless drunkard.
never again touched liquor. When l
saw him last a dozen years since he
was District Attorney Of one of the
most %populous counties in Arizona.
1t was the kick that did it. As a
general proposition 1t is always a kick
that does it.
The man who comes back from the
liquor habit without drugs !nwardly
gets a moral kick of some sort that
reart!culates the bones in his spine.
Men get this emotional shock in vari-
ously interesting ways.
Take for instance the case Of Henry
Allison.
In the beginning he was a Clubbishly
inclined, money making young man
in New York city, who went on sprees
for the joke of the thing-because
men were amused at mis- tipsy antics,
and he fancled occasional drunkenness
made him popular. But when a spree
cost him the presidency of a bank,
and losing the presidency caused the
loss Of his investment and that of his
friends, he woke up with a jolt, and
forswore intoXicants forever. He
Immediately started business afresh,
but this time in Chicago, a thousand
miles from his cornwall reputation.
and again succeeded brilliantly; but
in the very hour Of reaping his
overfed egotism could not resist the
temptation to show Chicago how a
New York gentleman gets drunk.
The attempt was disastrously sue
cessful, resulting in complications
hat completely stripped Henry II his
business. Again he forswore liquor.
and this time cursed himself for a
fool. He had no liquor habit. He
never felt the need of alcohol. II was
only that when he took one drink
that drink demanded another. and So
on ad inebriatum.
II r.1,tFral ~, aIlTpr Machine NOR
table of loearithmS to figure out that
II he had not taken the first drink
he would never have taken the drink
that made him drunk. He therefore
formulated this axiom: Take care of
the first drink and the trunks Will
take care Of themselves"
But Allison did not linEer long over
his moralizing and aphorism manu-
featuring. He had rare social gifts.
burning enthusiasts and a positive
genius for business promotion. Wtt3in
three years he had a fortune in his
grasp in TaXas-but again lost II
through overweening egotism in put
ting on the gloves with that dangerous
first drink.
After this he began to doubt himself
a little and pointed his curse for New
England. with the idea that he would
be safer in a more tightly Corseted
state of society. Here for "A time all
was well, and his feet again went
dancing up the ladder Of success.
but-the inevitable, One night at an
elaborate dinner of a friend the olive
in a cocktail winkod alluringly at
Henry and the ladder came down with
a crash.
Here. then, was Mr.. Allison AT 10
years of age, pennilesS II a triiie
discouraged; yet possessed If good
address and good clothes, with bust
ness genius unimpairod, but subject
to periodical alcoholic hrainstorms
which invariably robbed him and his
wife and daughters of the fruits of all
his lihors.
lie thought of consulting an alienist,
but his wife suggested instead Or.
Samuel Worcester, rector of En-
manuel Church in Boston, and head OF
the Emmanuel movement. DIR, Worces-
ter has been extremely successful
in treating men and women with de-
ranged nervous systems or with sick
souls.