{"newspaper_name": "Litchfield enquirer.", "edition": "01", "page": "p2", "byline": ""}
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Young .Men, Bescare !-Mr. Potter, of Yale College, in temperance address lately at New Haven, says: "My heart bleeds as I remember the fate o, three of my early companions who started in life with myself One of them possessed the fin est mathematical mind ever knew. He would take the Ledger and go up,with three columns at a time with perfect ease He was the first man in America that beat the Automaton Chess Player, and he told me that he had every move in his head before he entered the room. That man fills a drunkard's grave. Another, who was an excellent accountant, and could command almost any salary, met the same melancholy fate. Another, possess ing the same brilliant capacities, has gone down, not to the grave, perhaps, but he is sunk clear out of sight, amid the mire and filth of intemperance" "