this disease, "Yes, my ancestors drank the
liquor and I foot the bills." In 1834 the Parliament of the British
House of Commons made a report of intemperance in which they stated that
the evils of alcoholism "are cumulative in the amount of injury they
inflict, as intemperate parents, according to high medical testimony,
give a taint to their offspring before birth, and the poisonous stream
of spirits is conveyed through the milk of the mother to the infant at
the breast; so that the fountain of life, through which nature supplies
that pure and healthy nutriment of infancy, is poisoned at its very
source, and a diseased and vitiated appetite is thus created, which
grows with its growth, and strengthens with its increasing weakness and
decay."
A tendency to commit suicide seems to be a marked bequest of an
inebriate parent to his children, and it is well to state that in the
opinion of medical men who are dealing with all forms of inebriety, the
evils resulting to the children may be transmitted by parents who have
never been noted for drunkenness. Continual moderate drinking keeps the
body so constantly under the influence of alcohol that a crowd of
nervous difficulties and disorders may be transmitted even more surely
than from the parent who has occasional sprees with long intervals of
sobriety between. It is not only through the drinking father that injury
is done to the children, but the mother may have a vitiated inheritance
from her father and transmit it to her children.
When we recall the fact that one hundred thousand men fall into
drunkard's graves every year, we are appalled at the thought of that
vast army marching on to death and destruction. As we listen, we can, in
fancy, almost hear the tramp, tramp of that "mighty host advancing,
Satan leading on." In the front rank comes the one hundred thousand men
who shall fall into drunkard's graves this year, and behind them the one
hundred thousand men who are to fall next year. They come with sound of
revelry and song, and close beside them press a crowd of weeping wives
and mothers and little children, starved, crippled, and murdered, who
are to be fellow victims with the drunkard. Not very far back from the
front row come one hundred thousand young men in the very prime of
young, vigorous life, just beginning to drink their first glass of wine
or beer, with no intention of ever standing in that front row, yet
having started on the way. Back of them, one hu
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