The Old Soak ; and, Hail and farewell . me oldchurch deacon getting hold of it and getting rich MORE EVILS OF PROHIBITION 31 off of it and me wandering the streets in destitutionwith the rain running down often my beard and theend of my nose because you and the children cast meinto the street. Well, she says, where is that thousand dollars thatmy uncle Lemuel willed to me and I give it to you forone of them inventions nearly thirty years ago andnever seen hide nor hair on it since then. Well, I says, that thousand dollars is gone and itwent the same way as that money I loaned to yourcousin Dan
The Old Soak ; and, Hail and farewell . me oldchurch deacon getting hold of it and getting rich MORE EVILS OF PROHIBITION 31 off of it and me wandering the streets in destitutionwith the rain running down often my beard and theend of my nose because you and the children cast meinto the street. Well, she says, where is that thousand dollars thatmy uncle Lemuel willed to me and I give it to you forone of them inventions nearly thirty years ago andnever seen hide nor hair on it since then. Well, I says, that thousand dollars is gone and itwent the same way as that money I loaned to yourcousin Dan when he failed in business and would ofstarved to death him and his family if I hadnt comeacross with the cash that is where that thousanddollars is. Well, thats the way it goes, until I get tired oftrying to make her see any sense and sneak out towhere my stuff is hid and fill me a pint bottle formy hip pocket and go and find a friend somewheres. And in just that way Prohibition is breaking upmillions and millions of homes every Chapter NinePreparing for Christmas /CHRISTMAS, said the Old Soak, will soon be^^ here. But me, I aint going to look at it. I aintgot the heart to face it. Im going to crawl off andmake arrangements to go to sleep on the twenty-third of December and not wake up until the secondof January. Them that is in favour of a denaturized Christ-mas wont be interfered with by me. I got no grudgeagainst them. But I wont intrude any on them, can pass through the holidays in an orgy of so-briety, and Ill be all alone in my own little room, withmy memories and a case of Bourbon to bear me up. 32 PREPARING FOR CHRISTMAS 33 I never could look on Christmas with the nakedeye. It makes me so darned sad, Christmas the kids ... I used to give em presents,and my tendency was to weep as I give them.*Poor little rascals, I said to myself, they thinklife is going to be just one Christmas tree after an-other, but it aint. And then Id think of all t
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