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The Drama of Drunkenness. Philadephia: American Sunday-school Union, 1858. 
"Our reason and senses are given us for our protection as well as for our enjoyment and improvement. If a man puts out his eyes, he has nobody but himself to blame if he fall in the ditch or over the precipice or dam. In attempting to reach something, this woman fell with her head towards the blazing fire. The flame catches her clothes. She is too helpless to protect herself. Her husband is stupidly drunk in bed. The flames spread ‘from her clothes to other things. The house is soon filled with suffocating smoke. The fire soon breaks out; the alarm is raised ; and, when the ruins are examined, nothing is seen of the wretched pair but their charred bones!"
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