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Updated: May 17, 2025
"Yes, give us the text," ran around the circle. "My text will be found in Harry Arnold's grog-shop, Main street, three doors from the corner. It is in these words: 'Whiskey-barrel. Upon this text I will now, with your permission, make a few remarks." Then holding up his pledge and laying his finger upon the wretched being there represented as the follower after strong drink, he went on
"I've taken the pledge, my hearties, and what's more, I'm going to keep it. It's all down in black and white, and my name's to it in the bargain, so there's an end of the matter, you see! Good bye, boys! I'm sorry to leave you, but you must go my way if you want my company. Good bye, Harry! You've got the old whiskey-barrel, and that's the last you'll ever get of mine.
"'Nonsense, Sally! you don't know what you are talking about. "'Well, perhaps I don't, the wife said, and remained silent, for there was a half-concealed rebuke in her husband's tone of voice. "I saw that I could say no more about the whiskey-barrel, and so I dropped the subject, and, in a short time, after having finished my business with Mr. Bradly, went away.
That night he went down into his cellar, late, to draw some whiskey, and forgot his candle, which had been so carelessly set down, that it set fire to a shelf, and before it was discovered the fire had burned through the floor above. "Nearly all their furniture was saved, whiskey-barrel and all, but the house was burned to the ground.
Bradly, who had gone through the house with us, enjoying my admiration of all their comfortable arrangements, seemed to dwell with particular interest on what I said in reference to the whiskey-barrel. She was now leaning affectionately upon her husband's arm her own drawn through his, and her hands clasped together looking up into his face with a tender and confiding regard.
"'Well, how comes on the whiskey-barrel? I said to him, about a month after, as we met on the road. "'First-rate, was his reply. 'It contains a prime article of good old 'rye, I can tell you. The best I have ever tasted. Come, won't you go home with me and try some? "'No, I believe not." "'Do now come along, and he took me by the button, and pulled me gently. 'You don't know how fine it is.
He smilingly replied, "You see its place? I hang it over the whiskey-barrel. Some time man come to steal a drink. I no see him; he read sign, he laugh, I hear him, I see him." There was no school in the town when we came. It troubled my mother that my brother and sister must be without lessons. Several other small children were deprived of opportunity.
Its black, boarded walls, and bare beams, are enlivened here and there with extravagant pictures of notorious pugilists, show-bills, and illustrated advertisements of lascivious books, in which the murder of an unfortunate woman is the principal feature. Slippery mud covers the floor. Mr. Krone sits on an empty whiskey-barrel, his stunted features betraying the hardened avarice of his character.
"Now for some rare fun!" ejaculated one of the group that gathered around the whiskey-barrel upon which Malcom stood. "This is grand sport!" broke in another. "Take your text, Mr. Preacher!" cried a third. "O yes, give us a text and a regular-built sermon!" added a fourth, rubbing his hands with great glee. "Very well," Malcom replied, with good humour. "Now for the text."
Its black, boarded walls, and bare beams, are enlivened here and there with extravagant pictures of notorious pugilists, show-bills, and illustrated advertisements of lascivious books, in which the murder of an unfortunate woman is the principal feature. Slippery mud covers the floor. Mr. Krone sits on an empty whiskey-barrel, his stunted features betraying the hardened avarice of his character.
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