NOW-A-DAYS,

if a man in the same position were to get drunk once a year he would be

superseded. No matter how brilliant he may be, the drunkard at once

sinks to the bottom. The "fat jobs" are filled by men as steady as

clock-work. How has Society done this wonderful thing? Hard to tell. She

has constantly tempted the steady man. In fact, she inclines to treat

him a shade the better if he can drink some stimulant each day without

unbalancing himself--some alcohol, some coffee or some tea--but

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