The Life and Adventures of Ben Hogan, the Wickedest Man in the WorldHogan, Ben (Benedict)
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The Life and Adventures of Ben Hogan, the Wickedest Man in the World
Hogan, Ben (Benedict)
Hogan, Ben (Benedict), 1841?-
And now for the cautious, the moderate and sober drinker--the man who
never exceeds, although he daily indulges in the intoxicating glass. He,
let it be clearly understood, is an infinitely more dangerous person, and
does more veritable mischief than the absolute and confirmed drunkard that
we find rolling about the streets. In the one case we find a man of a
certain temperament and constitution, who has prudence and self-control,
tempting others, who are differently constituted, into the indulgence of
habits that they are utterly unable to keep in check. The moderate drinker
is in this respect a decoy-duck of the devil. He says, "look at me, I
never exceed; a man can take a glass in reason, and fill all the duties
pertaining to him at the same time." This is dangerous logic, but it is
what he is hourly preaching by his example. Does he not know that for one
individual who can drink, or that has the power to drink in moderation,
there are thousands, aye, millions, who in this respect have no control of
themselves whatever. Step into any of your bar-rooms or liquor saloons,
and show me if you can the number who frequent such places and who drink
moderately. There is no such thing as moderation connected with such
people. One glass begets another, until the brain is dulled or maddened,
and the young or the old life blasted for the time being, while at the
same moment time and money flows away unnoted and unimproved. Nay, more,
and I have experience to back the assertion, there is not under the sun
one place that tends to demoralize a youth so rapidly and irrevocably as
one of those dens where bad liquor, bad cigars, and bad everything else
are rife. The gambling table is a horror also, but, as a general thing, it
beggars its victim so swiftly as to paralyze him for some time at least,
and prevent him from indulging in its excesses, because of his want of
means. But in the liquor saloon, for a very trifle, you can indulge in low
habits of intemperance, and so lay the foundation of your destruction as
to place your case in a very short period beyond all hope.
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