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But from the very first I have had to fight opposition and falsehood. I have been accused of being drunk when I was sober, and outrageous falsehoods have been told about me when the truth would have been bad enough. After I had got fairly started to lecture I had always one object paramount, and that was to save myself from the drunkard's terrible fate and doom.
He went even more rapidly down the way of ruin, now that father was dead and out of his way. Only a few weeks after I had followed my father to his resting-place in the silent grave, my brother was brought home with delirium tremens again, and, after suffering for a short time the most terrible agony, the poor boy died, and was laid in a drunkard's grave. O my God! why was I ever born?
"Dear God!" she said anxiously. "Sure, he is in love again!" Christophe roared with laughter. He hurled his napkin into the air. "In love?..." he cried. "Oh! Lord!... but no! I've had enough! You can be easy on that score. That is done, done, forever!... Ouf!" He drank a glassful of water. Louisa looked at him, reassured, wagged her head, and smiled. "That's a drunkard's pledge," she said.
"Casper is intoxicated already with the mere fumes," retorted Bently good humoredly. "He's bound to fill a drunkard's grave sooner or later." "No; I never shall," chuckled the other. "I'm altogether too good natured to crowd the drunkard out." This sally was received with applause, and the glasses being filled, the usual toasts to the goddess Pasht and to art were drank.
But these are common drunkard's wives; we are inured to this catastrophe, and do not think much of it. But who are these, whom the grave cannot hold; that by God's edict break its bonds and come back, making day hideous, to tell us what the earth could not, would not keep, to tell us of that other band who died and made no sign? But this is nothing. Here are more. Here are others. What are these?
I recollect how I loathed the drunkard, as you do me, and how my proud heart rebelled at the humiliating thought that habit would ever become too strong to be controlled by my will; but boastings were vain; the time will shortly come when I shall sink into a drunkard's hell and you, poor Hank, will be there too," he continued, turning to Hank Glutter, "you will be sent down to wait upon your customers.
Tinknor, drawing a long breath, "I had not the decision that marks your character, darling, and consequently am a drunkard's wife." Mrs. Tinknor's voice fell very low, as she repeated the last words, and Little Wolf involuntarily clasped more closely the hand on which she had laid her own. "You are not, really, what you called yourself, Mrs.
"DT," remarked the skipper of the Cormorant, who could hardly speak because of a bad cold, and who thus curtly referred to the drunkard's complaint of delirium tremens. "Nothin' o' the sort!" growled Joe. "I've not seed a coper for a week or two. Brandy's more in your way, Groggy Fox, than in mine. No, it's mulligrumps o' some sort that's the matter wi' me."
Nation, if she turned upon the guilty gang who had blighted her life and smote them right and left. When the infernal record of rum is recalled, it is not so surprising that there is one Mrs. Nation, but that there is not one in every home in the United States. Dear Madam: I see you have purchased property to make a home for drunkard's wives. I send you five dollars to aid you.
Corliss set his open hand upon the drunkard's breast and sent him gyrating and plunging backward. Some one caught the grotesque figure as it fell. "Oh, my God," screamed Ray, "I haven't got a gun on me! He knows I haven't got my gun with me! Why haven't I got my gun with me?" They hustled him away, and Corliss, enraged and startled, passed on.
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