FrOmtle Water Buck
THE DRUNKARD'S BIBLE.
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'Mr President" said short, stout man, with a
good humored countenance, and forid complex
ion, rising the last speaker took his scat, II
have been tavern keeper"


At this announcement, there was movement
through the whole room, and an expression of in
creased interest


eyes, Mr. President" he went on, 81 have
been tavern keeper, and many glass have
sold TO YOU and to the Secretary there, and to doz
eus of others that l see here"


"'rhats fact, broke in the President, ''many
a gin-toddy and brandy punch haveL taken al
i your bar. But times are changed now, and we
have begun to carry the war right into the enc
mys camp And our war has not been altogeth
er unsuccessful, for we have taken prisoner one o
the rum-sellers' braycst generalsl But go on
friend W, let US have your experience


"As to my experience, Mr.. President" the ex
tlyern keeper resumed, sin rum-sellng and rum.
drinking, for have done good deal of both in
my time that would be rather too long story to
tell to-nig ght-and one that would rather forget
than relate. 1t makes me tremble, and sick at
heart whenever look back on the evil that |
have done. | therefore usually look ahead with
the hope ofdoing some good to my felIow-men


aBut there is one incident that will relate-
For the last five years, hard d-working mechanic
with wife and several small children, came req.
ularly almost every night to my tavern and spent