The following was written for the Columbi-
an Fountain, by young man who has recent
ly signed the pledge, ED.


INTEMPERANCE

.INTEMPERANCE.
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ly signed the pledge ED.


.INTEMPERANCE.


Unhappily for the cause OF virtue, but
small portion Of the bulk of mankind are found
to be people of reflection. Were the princi-
pie Of consideration more prevalent, vast many
OF the misfortunes and vices of men would be
avoided; but some from Incidence, and some
from fear, are unwilling TO examine themselves,
and calculate to what result this course OF con-
duct will lead hence arises The power Of habit,
which having been suffered TO grow and en-
graft itself in our minds, soon becomes sec
ond nature, and seemingly renders it almost i'm
possible to effect change.


Such is the case with respect to the evil OF
intempermce. A person having once become
habi,uated to drink, il very rarely happens, that
ne Is able to refrain from its use, or at least ne
inagines he cannot, and as he increases in age,
so does the love, or should say habit OF drink
ing, extend its power over his soul and body.


There cannot be more disgusting object In
creation, than man in a state Of intoxlcatlon
his body perfectly useless-his mind wander
ing amid a sea Of mental uproar-nay, every
feeling of his soul swallowed up in the pungent
nature, of some destructive drug And all for
what 2 Is ii pleasure Ask that worn out,
decrepid old man TO tell you with candor, the
cause of his feebleness, his look will answer.
Behold his bloated conference.-the n6amed
eyes-his withered frame. Inquire Of yon de-
voted votary Of Bacchus, whose nights are spent
in carousing over the bottle, and whose pale
cheek tells the tale Of corrosion within; ask
him to describe the felicity Of debauch, he
will tell you Of scenes at which the mind o
sensibilIty would scken,. and the heart grow
faint. Bend over the repositories oi the dead
and count the victims OF drunkenness and sen
suaty there you will ma among me Pale ma
tons of the grave, thousands and thousands
who by their own infatuaton and folly, have
been cut off in the bloom of fe--hurrled L
their account by intemperance and dissipation


Moral depravity and disease are the nalura
concomilan,s Of dissipation. II is the destruc
ton and annihilstion Of every principle OF vir
tue, and the complete arrangement OF the mint
from its noblest pursuits. This is brough