The Son of My Friend by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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us from the consequences of our own acts. So far we stand alone."
"But if society bind us to a certain line of action, what are we to do? Ignore society?" "If we must ignore society or conscience, what then?" His calm eyes were on my face. "I'm afraid," said I, "that you are magnifying this thing into an undue importance." He sighed heavily, and dropped his eyes away from mine. I watched his countenance, and saw the shadows of uneasy thought gathering about his lips and forehead. "It is always best," he remarked, "to consider the probable consequences of what we intend doing. If we give this party, one thing is certain." "What?" "That boys and young men, some of them already in the ways that lead to drunkenness and ruin, will be enticed to drink. We will put temptation to their lips and smilingly invite them to taste its dangerous sweets. By our example we will make drinking respectable. If we serve wine and brandy to our guests, young and old, male and female, what do we less than any dram-seller in the town? Shall we condemn him, and ourselves be blameless? Do we call his trade a social evil of the direst character, and yet ply our guests with the same tempting stimulants that his wretched customers crowd his bar-room to obtain?" |
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