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THE SENSATIONS OF DRUNKENNEss.-
The New Orleans Picayune contains the
" confessions" Of man who was 'never
drunk but once" and never "means to be
SO again. In describing the sensation, he
says, I" the street seemed to be very steep,
and ] lifted my feet at every step, as if !
was getting up stairs. Several cart wheels
were making revolutions in my brains, and
| at one time fancied my head was a large
turning establishment, the lathes Of which
/. was keeping in motion with my feet.
couldn't conceive what was the reason the
town had turned into such an enormous
hill and what made ii worse was, that il
seemed all the time to be growing higher,
and threatened to pitch over on me. Stop,
stop, said |, and I'll head this old hill yet
or at least, it shan't head me. | turned
round TO 90 down and get at the bottom
tell me if the town didn't turn right
round with me, heading me all the time
and presenting the high bluff in front o.
me. Well, sure enough, the ground flew
up and struck me on the forehead; and
as soon as the stars cleared away, com.
menced climbing with my hands and
knees, The next thing ] saw was big
brick house coming full split round cor
ner, and. believe it run right over me,
for don't remember any more"