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my neighbors neglected the drunkapage corner torn away one of my children died from hunger page corner missing Disease has ceised upon my frame, acorner torn off soon be in my grave but i have flead here to save the lives of the 2 little ones that are left. Go to the State prison and ask its inmates who sent you here? 3/4ths will say alcohol, alcohol. Ask that poor [[insertion]chained/insertion fellow with dark bright downcast eyes, Good friend how came you here, and what means that chain? Ah I was once a prosperous merchant but I loved the social glass neglected my business got involved failed in my business went to the tavern to drown my sorrow and bury my disgrace, I forged a note to supply me with funds was caught and sent here. Once have I escaped, but lo? alcohol wound his chains about me and brought me back. Look in yonder corner at that discontented victim Listen to his history. I says he was a rumseller. At first my conscience reproved me for my work of death but I turned a deaf ear to its warnings till at last I became hardened and it died away in my bosom. I have witnessed the insertiongay and promising/insertion young man coming up to my bar call for a glass of wine, pull of his fine kid glove to receive it, call again deletionthe next day/deletion in 4 or 5 days and then every 2 days and every day and twice a day returning deletioneach time m/deletion continually more and more miserably clad taking whisky for wine and rum for bear. I first saw him the worse for liquor smudgedbef/smudged witnessed the thrill of supprize which ran through the place at the fall of so respectable a man. With an observing eye I beheld the clouds of depradation gather around him, and poverty gradually crawl over him and eat his garments with its moth teeth. His young and beautiful wife, pale with