Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York IllustratedRobinson, Solon
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Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York Illustrated
Robinson, Solon
New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Temperance -- Fiction
"I have suffered so much," said he to me one day, "from the temptation
of these places, where the liquor is placed in our sight on purpose to
allure and whet our depraved appetites, that it is no wonder that the
poor inebriate loses his balance and falls into the abyss. If there was
no liquor in sight, there would be no danger of our falling back into
old habits. I never should think of going to look after it. The danger
is when it is thrust right under my nose. Oh, that these rum shops might
be shut up, or at least, kept out of sight!"
This was the earnest prayer of one who knew the demon power of
temptation which one, who is trying to reform, has constantly to combat
with.
Those who sell liquor know the advantage to them of this temptation. So
they fix up the street corners with all the enticing attractions of
artistic skill. The cool ice water; the free lunch; the ever-burning
light for the smoker's convenience; the arm-chair and easy lounge, and
cool room in summer, or well heated one in winter; the ever open, always
free resting-place for the tired walker, or ennui-tormented genteel
loafer, are only a few of the inducements to just "step in a moment;"
and then the old appetite is aroused by the sight and smell of liquor in
the glistening array of cut glass, and by the influence of a score of
old companions standing before the bar--they will stand before another
bar hereafter--or sitting at the little white marble tables, sipping or
sucking "sherry cobblers" and "mint juleps" through a glass "straw."
Woe to the tired walker who has been tempted into one of these
invitingly open rooms. If he has the power to resist his own
inclination to drink, he may not have enough to resist the persuasion of
half a dozen of his acquaintances, or the force of crazed brains and
strong hands, by which he is dragged up and held, while they merit the
curse denounced upon those who "put the cup to their neighbor's lips."
Perhaps he will be taunted with meanness for coming in to drink water
and rest himself, "and not patronise the house."
From this, those of us who desire to see those places of temptation shut
up, may take the hint.
Let reading rooms be opened, free to all who choose to come in and read
the papers, drink ice water, and enjoy their rest in the shade, or
partake of the comforts of a warm room, for a five cent fee. A coffee
and tea room, strictly so, may be attached. How much better than
drinking such liquor as those who visit all our public places must do,
or be set down as mean. "Let them stay at home," is a common answer to
those who say they fell by the temptations of such places.
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