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millions of dollars would establish 16,500 young families in our new settlements, on the same number of farms, at an average cost of 2000 dollars. Or, finally, if expended in the great and good work of christianizing the heathen, one half of it would support 25,000 missionaries in foreign lands, and the other half would purchase from 15 to 20 millions of bibles.

We have said, that upon a very moderate computation, 80,000 gallons of ardent spirits are consumed yearly, in the western district of this country; and that the average cost cannot be less than one dollar a gallon. 80,000 gallons, then, costs 80,000 dollars, of which Fairfield pays according to the present estimate, 14,118 ; Norwalk, 9,905; Stamford, 15,240; Greenwich, 12,179; New Canaan, 5,345; Ridgefield, 7,197; Weston, 8,960; and Wilton, 5,914 !

Now what would be thought, what would be said, if these towns were required to pay one fifth part of this sum, for public service? Why, every man would cry out against the burden as intolerable. Your tax-gatherers would be mobbed at noon day in the streets.

And if there was no other way to get rid of paying such unheard of taxes, would you not abandon your establishments, sell your farms, and remove to some distant region ?

Brethren, and friends, we invite you to calculate for yourselves. Take 80,000, or even 40,000 dollars annually, and think how much good might be effected, by expending it in public improvements, within our own limits, or by devoting it in a wider field, to the advancement of arts, sciences, and religion. Then reflect, that so far from doing any essential good, as now laid out for ardent spirits, it actually goes to buy gout, apoplexy, fevers, consumption, and a host of other fatal diseases, together


with shame, poverty, stupidity, distraction, death, and perdition.

Let us pursue this train of reflections a little further. How many thousands of families are literally reduced to beggary, by intemperance! Business neglected, shops deserted, windows patched and stuffed with rags, buildings decaying, long court dockets, crowded prisons, children crying for bread, and shivering with cold. These, these, are some of the unimpeachable vouchers for the truth of what has been advanced. These distressing facts show from whence a very large part of the revenue of Bacchus is drawn. It is money which should feed the hungry, and clothe the naked; which should educate poor children, support the institutions of the gospel, disseminate religious books, and spread the light of divine truth throughout the dark places of the earth.

5. Intemperance is the parent of every crime. It is when men are heated with strong drink, that they are prepared for deeds of wickedness, at which they would shudder in their sober moments. It is then that they set their mouth against the heavens, and make the air ring with the most outrageous profanations of God's holy

It is in fits of intoxication, that many are hurried on to blasphemy, robbery, rape, manslaughter, and murder. Judge Rush, in one of his excellent charges to the Grand Jury of Pennsylvania, solemnly declares, that he does not remember a single indictment before him for manslaughter, and very few for murder, which were not occasioned by intoxication.

6. Intemperate drinking is the high road to perdition. It is a fiery stream which empties into the bottomless pit. All who travel on this road, or embark on this flood, are in danger of hell fire. Though here and there a drunk


ard has been reclaimed, now and then a brand has been snatched from the burning, it is agreed on all hands, that the case of the babitually intemperate, is all but hopeless. How fast is this single enemy filling the world of woe. The scriptures declare, that drunkards shall not inherit the kingdom of God. And how dreadful, how overwhelming the thought that so many thousands of immortal beings should stagger into the grave and into hell, under such a load. How amazing, that rational creatures can consent to make brutes and maniacs of themselves, and thus prepare with terrible activity and perseverance, for the blackness of darkness forever.



We hasten to inquire, what can be done to check the torrent that is sweeping us away, and dry up the streams by which it is fed? If any thing can be done, benevolence will certainly prompt to important sacrifices for effecting a reformation.

But before we venture to propose remedies, it seems necessary, to investigate the nature and causes of the dis

Whence is it then, that the drinking of spirits bas become so common, and the number of intemperate people so great ?

Multitudes learn to drink, we are persuaded, first moderately, and then to excess, by using spirits as

a medicine. Persons out of health, says Dr. Rush, especially those who are aflicted with diseases of the stomach and bowels, are very apt to seek relief, from ardent spirits. Let such people be cautious, how they make use of this dangerous remedy. I have known many men and women of excellent characters and principles, who have been betrayed by occasional doses of gin and brandy, into a love of those liquors, and have afterwards fallen sacrifices to their fatal effects.'

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Domestic trials, hypocondriacal affections, worldly disappointments, produce sorrow and despondency in the minds of many. Under these circumstances, instead of seeking relief in the consolations of religion, where alone it can be found, not a few madly attempt to drown their sorrows in the wide, troubled sea of intoxication ! How many thousand times worse is the remedy than the dis

It is as if a man should set fire to his own house, to divert his mind from a slight tooth-ache ; or, should pluck out both his eyes, to rid himself of the momentary sight of some painful object ;—or should lie down in a bed of glowing embers, to allay the heat of a fever.

O let all who are in trouble, beware how they move a step, towards the yawning and bottomless gulf of intenperance.

Let them watch and pray that they enter not into temptation. Let them resist the devil and he will flee from them.

To the great and increasing numbers of taverns and dram-shops, may be traced many of the evils of interperance. They are at once, causes and effects of these mischiefs. Their very existence proves, that the thirst for ardent spirits is already insatiable ; and while they strongly indicate, they greatly increase the disease. That houses of public entertainment are necessary, we readily admit. Every town should provide the stranger and the traveller with a home; but surely, it is not necessary or safe, to licence half a dozen taverns in one small village. It cannot be safe, to provide so many facilities for hard drinking.

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'Pass where we may, through city or through town, Village, or hamlet, of this merry land, Though lean and beggar'd, every twentieth pace Conducts the unguarded nose to such a whiff

Of stale debauch, forth issuing from styes
That law has licenced, as makes temp?rance reel.
There sit involv’d, and lost in curling clouds
Of Indian fume, and guzzling deep, the boor,
The lackey, and the groom: the craftsmen there
Takes a Lethean leave of all his toil;
Smith, cobler, joiner, he that plies the shears,
And he that kneads the dough; all loud alike,
All learned, and all drunk! The fiddle screams,
Plaintive and piteous, as it wept and wail'd
Its wasted tones and harmony unheard:
Fierce the dispute, whate'er the theme; while she,
Fell Discord, arbitress of such debate,
Perch'd on a sign-post, holds with even hand
Her undecisive scale. In this she lays
A weight of ignorance, in that of pride ;
And smiles, delighted with the eternal poise.
Dire is the frequent curse, and its twin sound,
The cheek distending oath, not to be prais'd,
As ornamental, musical, polite,
Like those which modern senators employ,
Whose oath is rhet'ric, and who swear for fame.
Behold the schools in which Plebeian minds,
Once simple, are initiated in the arts,
Which some may practise with politer grace,
But none with readier skill! 'tis here they learn,
The road that leads, from competence and peace,
To indigence and rapine; till at last,
Society, grown weary of the load,
Shakes her incumber'd lap, and casts them out.'

As for those unlicenced grog shops, that are every where to be met with in this country, no language that we can command, would express half the abhorrence which they ought to excite in every mind. Whenever we pass by one of these public nuisances, we can scarcely help fancying, that we hear the cries of a multitude of half starved and half naked children, from its gloomy interior; and that within are fevers, and consumption, and mortgages, and constables, and auctioneers, and broken


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