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How a Drunkard feels--an Incident. --A graduate of one of the Universities of Great Britain came to me, shaking and trembling. --He said he had "come to me as he would go to a physician." I said, "You must stop drinking." "I can't." "You will die. " "I am afraid I shall, if I give it up; I can't." My wife and two gentlemen were present. I said, "What good does the drink do you?" "No good." "Why do you drink?" "I must have it." Thinking that, being an educated man, he might give me some ideas. I asked him: "Will you tell me how you felt before you began to drink, and afterwards?" I shall never forget! He stood up and said: "All I can say is, I must have it." "Why?" "I feel as if there were insects in my veins! Oh! it is horrible, horrible! I touch my coat, I touch my hands, and I jump! Oh! I shall go mad — mad — mad! If I could not get it without having a sound tooth torn out of my jaw. bring the instrument and wrench it cut; I must have the drink, you see — so I get it. A<