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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 20, 1906

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 83, No. 38.

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Opened His Eyes

A YOUNG man entered the barroom of a village tavern and called for a drink. “No,” said the landlord, “you have had too much already. You have had the delirium tremens once, and I can not sell you any more.”
He stepped aside for two young men who entered, and the landlord waited upon them very politely. The other stood by, silent and sullen, and when they had finished, he walked up to the landlord and addressed him as follows:—
“Six years ago, at their age, I stood where these young men are. I was a man with fair prospects. Now, at the age of twenty-eight, I am a wreck, body and mind. You led me to drink. In this room I formed the habit that has been my ruin.
“Now, sell me a few glasses, and your work will be done.
“I shall soon be out of the way; there is no hope for me.
“They can be saved; they may be men again. Don’t sell it to them. Sell it to me and let me die, and the world will be rid of me; but for heaven’s sake sell no more to them.”
The landlord listened, pale and trembling. Setting down his decanter, he exclaimed, “God helping me, that is the last drop I will sell to any one.” And he kept his word.—Ram’s Horn.