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Updated: October 17, 2025
But he says he 'ad sunk so low in them days, pushed along by Grand, that there wasn't anything too mean for 'im to do. He told me he stole your pocket-book and a lot of other cruel nasty things he did besides. But he said it was whiskey and I believe 'im. You see, David, I knowed 'im when he was as straight as a string, and a manly chap he was, too even if 'is father was an old scamp.
The frequency with which different individuals knelt on the ground, to scent an odor that is always so pleasant to the red man, would of itself have given a clew to the general character of the discourse; but the significant and expressive gestures, the rapid enunciation, and the manner in which the eyes of the speakers glanced from the faces near themselves to the spot consecrated by whiskey, pretty plainly told the story.
There was a ray of hope in the action of Friday night's primary, but what the result would be he did not dare to anticipate. The whiskey forces were organized, alert, aggressive, roused into unusual hatred by the events of the last week at the tent and in the city. Would the Christian forces act as a unit against the saloon?
When I was about 9 or 10 years old I went from the cabin to the big kitchen to make the fire for my mammy to get the breakfast and I saw ole man Billie Cleveland standing looking up in the sky. He had been dead about 3 or 4 years; but I saw him. The white folks looked after us when we were sick. Used dock leaves, slippery elm for poultices. They put polk root in whiskey and gave it to us.
Mannering had seen him before during the day, but noticed at once a change in him. He was pale, and looked like a man who had received some sort of a shock. "Come in, Fardell, and sit down," Mannering said. "You look tired. Have a drink." Fardell walked straight to the tray and helped himself to some neat whiskey. "Thank you, sir," he said. "I I've had rather a knockout blow."
Let me pass, Dolly; I must look after the barrels this instant." While the wife gently detained her eager husband, the bee-hunter quietly asked to what barrels he alluded. "The whiskey casks," was the answer. "There's two on 'em in the shed behind the hut, and whiskey enough to set a whole tribe in commotion. I wonder I should have overlooked the whiskey!"
And I took the decanter and poured a lot of the whiskey out of the window, which I left open; and I put a soiled tumbler on the floor. And we broke the door of the cabinet where the box had been, and then we went up to bed, and I took the box with me." Teddy stood up. "You perfect brick!" he cried; "I feel like cheering!" She smiled the ghost of a smile.
Joseph A. Slade A Man with a Newspaper Reputation Bad, but Not as Bad as Painted Hero of the Overland Express Route A Product of Courage Plus Whiskey, and the End of the Product.
An' the man put in the wather a good dhrop o' whiskey, an' he says, says he, 'Now ye'll see the effect on animal life, says he. An' Sheela looked in again, an' she seen the snakes all doubled up, an' kilt, an' murthered an' says Sheela, says she: "'May the divil fly away wid me, says she, 'if I ever touch wather again till I first put in whiskey to kill them fellows!
Here we are with twenty-five men from Laggan to Beaver keeping order among twenty-five hundred railroad navvies, not a bad lot, and twenty-five hundred others, the scum, the very devil's scum from across the line, and not a murder all these months. Whiskey, of course, but all under cover. I tell you, he's put the fear of death on all that tinhorn bunch that hang around these camps."
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