From Wealth to Poverty; Or, the Tricks of the Traffic. A Story of the Drink Curse
Author: Austin Potter Genre: LiteratureFrom Wealth to Poverty; Or, the Tricks of the Traffic. A Story of the Drink Curse
s able to stand it better, for they did not get drunk. I think it is a disgrace to this county to have a drunken jedge and sheriff. The idea of the judge setting on the bench and tr
ey are condemned by the jedge, though he helpe
ho hold offices of trust and grave responsibility should be patterns to the community, and above reproach. Especially should this be the case with a judge. He should be a man not only of the highest
at volubility, and so has a Billingsgate fishwife. He may even have considerable legal acumen, and yet be narrow and coarse. A man to be a judge, as you just remarked, should be of a broad, judicial mind, able to look at a case in all its bearings, to sift evidence, balance probabilities, and, being above prejudice and every outward influence, should decide a case on its merits. And I believe with you
as a candidate to the local legislature, with the understanding, no doubt, if his efforts were crowned with success, that he should receive his reward. By low cunning, and resorting to means that no honorable man could employ, he succeeded
becomes vacant, they do not appoint the man who is best qualified to fill it, but the one who has done the most for his party. And in some instances when they have not places for those who have been their subservient tools, they make them by removing, on some trivial pretext, those who are the occupants of the position, utterly regardless
in his views to make principle subservient to party. He had a party, and believed that it was necessary in the government of a country that such should exist; but he would not be a mere tool and follow his leaders, even though he could not endorse their policy. He said he would not vote for a man whom he believed was unprincipled, even if his party, through the caucus system, di
tt and Sheriff Bottlesby, I will give a sketch of Charles Dalton
s, and was chosen, because of his superior intelligence, as reeve of the township in which he resided; but he had become a poor, besotted victim of strong drink, and driving home from Bayton one night, while in a hel
he was a child of quick parts: he seemed to master in a short time, with consummate ease, lessons that would tax the brains of others for hours; and he had a prodigious memory. He was also a general favorite, because of his
medicine for his profession. He first took an Arts course in Toronto University, and then ente
ven a glass that contained it as he would from a rattlesnake. But visiting one day at an old friend of his mother's, who was at that time residing in Toronto, a glass of wine was placed before him; and as all the rest drank, he, through fear of being laughed at for being sing
me, Charley, let us go into Frank's and take a glass of ale;" and, since he had taken the wine, it strangely presented itself to his consciousness as a reason why he should not refuse to take the beer. Thus Satan leads us on by first tempting us to transgress, then making our first sin an argument to sweep away all objections
she was sitting in her easy chair one day, she was suddenly seized with a pain near h
d from her husband's death. She has never recovered from the shock; and though she has liv
h, I think I am dying; tell Charley my last thoughts were of him." And then, looking heavenward, she murmured, "God bless and guard my own dear boy," and in another moment she was dead. But "the silver cord was lo
t, until he had taken his diploma-he remained perfectly sober; but in the banquet that he and the rest of his class held to celebrate that event he again fell,
ess; for she was a true woman, and loved him with all the strength of her deep, sensitive nature. He, after taking his medical degree, had started to pr
actice that he met with the adventure of whi
meful conduct," said Aunt Debie. "'Pears to me that the words of Scripter is come troo in his c
ry, and so she is to be excused if she d
f she had known how it was-and if she had lived a little longer she would have been sure to have found out-it would have broke
to do all I can to save the boy. I heard from a lady friend the other day who is very intimate with Mary Fulton, and she said that the latter was experiencing deep grief because of Charley's utter fall; for she holds herself partially responsible, because she, in her innocence and thoughtlessness, tempted him to tak
I should feel bad, too, if I had coaxed the man I thought more of
ensuring her, just remember that she has been accustomed to see wine on her father's table ever since she