Liquor at the present day.
--Some ten or fifteen years ago the intemperate man was only known by his rubicund nose.
Then as he continued to indulge his appetite, the nasal organ first assumed a suspicious redness, that gradually grew brighter and brighter, until the carmine tints corrugated into spots and assumed the growing brilliancy of rubles; then Nature, in her profuseness, threaded these splendid settings with azure veins, and the nose, once so comely and pale, projected out in front as a beacon light, informing all men that its owner carried the sign of a consumer of good liquor; and when said nose was gathered home to its fathers, it warmed up, as with a ray of sunshine the surrounding pallor, and even to the last shed a genial glow over the use of the social glass.
But now, how changed!
In these degenerate days the intemperate man, however much he may try to hide the habit from the world, is known by his sunken eye, his attenuated check, his shrivelled up and contracted nose, that, by its very death like look, shows too plainly of the ruin going on in the system.
The reason is, not that human nature has changed, but that ardent spirits have; and what was once a thing that made "the heart glad," is now a slow but sure poison.
What once made the face glow with health, now prepares it with the expression of the grave.