"'Have you tried Graves' new drink, yet?' he asked of him about eleven o'clock, while he was under the influence of a pretty strong thirst. "'No, what is it?' he replied, with a feeling of lively interest. "'Sub-Treasury,' replied his friend. "'Sub-Treasury! That must be something new! I wonder what it can be?' "Into this feeling of interest in knowing what the new drink could be, I infused a strong desire to taste it. "'Suppose we go and try some,' suggested his friend. "'There'll not be the least danger,' I whispered in his ear. 'You can try it, and refrain from drinking to excess. The evil has been your drinking too much. There is no harm in moderate drinking. This decided him, and I retired. I knew, if he tasted, that he was gone.' "Down he went to the Harmony House;--I was there when he came in. It would have done your hearts good to have seen with what delight he sipped the new beverage,--and to have heard him say, as I did, to Graves;--'I had half resolved to join the temperance society this day,--but your Sub-Treasury has entirely shaken my resolution. I shall never be able to do it now in this world, nor in the next either, if I can only get you in the same place with me to make Sub-Treasury.' And then he laughed with great glee. One, of course, did not satisfy him, nor two, nor three. Before dinner-time he was gloriously drunk, and went staggering home as usual. I could not resist the inclination to see a little of the fun when he presented himself to his wife, whose fond hopes were all in the sky again. Like a bird, she had sung about the house during the morning, her heart so elated that she could not prevent an outward expression of the delight she felt. As the hour drew near for her husband's return, a slight fear would glance through her mind, quickly dismissed, however;--for she could not entertain the idea for a moment that his newly-formed resolution could possibly be so soon broken. "At last the hour for his accustomed return arrived. She heard him open the door--and sprung to meet him. One look sufficed to break her heart. Statue-like she stood for a moment or two, and then sunk senseless to the floor.