ODE TO RUM. BY WILLIAM C. BROWN. “Oh, thou invisible spirit of Rum! if thou hadst no name by which to know thee, we would call thee—devil.”—Shakspeare. Let thy devotee extol thee, And thy wondrous virtues sum; But the worst of names I’ll call thee, O, thou hydra monster, Rum! Pimple-maker, visage-bloater, Health-corrupter, idler’s mate; Mischief breeder, vice promoter, Credit spoiler, devil’s bait. Almshouse builder, pauper maker, Trust betrayer, sorrow’s source; Pocket emptier, Sabbath breaker, Conscience stiller, guilt’s resource. Nerve enfeebler, system shatterer, Thirst increaser, vagrant thief; Cough producer, treacherous flatterer, Mud bedauber, mock relief. Business hinderer, spleen instiller, Wo begetter, friendship’s bane; Anger heater, Bridewell filler, Debt involver, toper’s chain. Memory drowner, honor wrecker, Judgment warper, blue-faced quack; Feud beginner, rags bedecker, Strife enkindler, fortune’s wreck. Summer’s cooler, winter’s warmer, Blood polluter, specious snare; Mob collector, man transformer, Bond undoer, gambler’s fare. Speech bewrangler, headlong bringer, Vitals burner, deadly fire; Riot mover, firebrand flinger, Discord kindler, misery’s sire. Sinews robber, worth depriver, Strength subduer, hideous foe; Reason thwarter, fraud contriver, Money waster, nations’ wo. Vile seducer, joy dispeller, Peace disturber, blackguard guest; Sloth implanter, liver sweller, Brain distracter, hateful pest. Wit destroyer, joy impairer, Scandal dealer, foul-mouthed scourge; Senses blunter, youth ensnarer, Crime inventor, ruin’s verge. Virtue blaster, base deceiver, Spite displayer, sot’s delight; Noise exciter, stomach heaver, Falsehood spreader, scorpion’s bite. Quarrel plotter, rage discharger, Giant conqueror, wasteful sway; Chin carbuncler, tongue enlarger, Malice venter, death’s broadway. Household scatterer, high-hope dasher, Death’s forerunner, hell’s dire brink; Ravenous murderer, windpipe slasher, _Drunkard’s lodging, meat and drink_! Well—what are the arguments of the opponents of the “Maine Law!” We have heard them—having been present at the grand gathering of Distillers, Rum-sellers, and Drinkers at Tripler Hall, on Friday evening, the 27th of February. About as precious a set of “jolly fellows” as we ever saw in all our life, were there assembled to listen to the advantages of dying by slow poison. We give a picture, which sets forth the point and moral of the matter. [Illustration: Arguments of the opponents of the Maine law—_illustrated_.]