TO THE POOR UNFORTUNATE
DRUNKARD.
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My friend and brother--you are poor and
wretched. A horrid appetite hurnes you on
in the road to ruin. Abroad you are despised-
home is desOlation--a heart broken wife
weeps over you, yet does not iorsake you; she
hopes, she waits for your reform, aud for BET
Ter days. Conscience bids you stop; bu, appe


tie, companions, and custom say, one glass
more. That's a fatal glass you rise but to fall
again, and you feel that you can never reform.
But you can reform; thousands and thousands
around you have reformed, and would not for
worlds 60 back TO drinking. They are happy
at home respected abroad; have no thirst for
the dreadful cup; well dressed; well employed;
they feel for you; they say, 4" Come then with
US, and we will do the good" Come sign the
the pledge Of total abstinence in this is your
only hope; this is certain cure Touch not,
tasle not, handle not rum, brandy, whiskey
wine, cider, beer, or anything that intoxicates,
and you will be a new man, happy man.
Begin now, try it now in the strength OF the
Lord From this good hour resolve that none
of these accursed drinks shall enter your lips.
The struggle may be severe, but it will soon he
over Say then, come life, come death. by
the help Of God, | will be free. W.