Drink and Work.

"I Drink to make me work," said a young man. To which an old man replied: "That's right; thee drink, and it will make thee work! Hearken to me a moment, and I'll tell thee something that may do thee good. I was once a prosperous farmer. I had a good loving wife and two fine lads as ever the sun shone on. We had a comfortable home, and lived happily together. But we used to drink ale to make us work. Those two lads I have now laid in drunkards' graves. My wife died broken-hearted, and she now lies by her two sons. I am seventy years of age. Had it not been for the drink, I might now have been an independent gentleman; but I used to drink to make me work, and mark, it makes me work now. At seventy years of age. I am obliged to work for my daily bread. Drink! drink! and it will make you work"

Does not this accord with the proverbs of Solomon: "He that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich," and "The drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty, and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags?"