Life — June 28, 1917 — page 35: what you’re looking at

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Modern Confessions S I write, my hand trembles. f have not dared look myself in the glass for days. I cannot bring myself to face this new state of things. It was not so long ago that I was tappy, joyous. I sang at my work, I was free. This thing has come upon me grad- wally. I know now how it has come; in the most insidious manner. It de ceived my better self by catering to it. ‘And before I knew it, I was going down the bitter path, { cannot go back; I have tried, but it is uscless. And I, too, am a good man, and wish no harm to anyone. Maybe it will do me good after all, Over 103,000 Cars Stolen Here in 1916 Powersteel Autowlock Could Prevent This Astomobile thievery has reached a Gar thieve y and town, a gr. se thousands of fts could have been Jif the cars had only been Powersteel Autow- AASLINE AUTOWLINE, a teeny Lane lives anywhere. Bag from your Accersory Deal Licerature om request. HODERICK & BASCOM ROPE. CO. ‘St Louis New York Mawsfocturers of celebrated Yeilow Strand Wire Rope ¥ te wire rope purchasers specity MR. & R. cables LISTERINE The Safe Antiseptic Prevents infection of cuts and wounds. It is also a refreshing toilet lotion for use after shaving. to confess what I am; maybe as a kind of self-torture, I should shout it out to all the world. This, then, is my confession. Little by little I have become a prohibitionist. It is horrible, I know. I can plead no excuse, except that I was innocent of my danger until it was too late. I remember the first thought of prohibi- tion I had. I put it away from me. Instinctively my better nature asserted itself. Then I met a prohibitionist. His manner was pleasant. I did not realize how narrow-minded, how utterly lost to all sense of human proportion, he was I consorted with him. His subtle ways confused me. I be- lieved in temperance, and gradually, little by little, he persuaded me that prohibition was—temperance I struggled against it, but fate willed otherwise. Now I am a small-minded picayune- souled prohibitionist. Why, the other day I went up to a stranger and ac- tually asked him— But I cannot go on. It is too horri- ble. I am lost, lost, lost! HE Granite Monthly, published by the Granite Monthly Company of Concord, N. H., Volume XXXII, for November, 1902, Number 5, contains a very interesting article concerning the Rev. Isracl Evans, A.M., Chaplain of the Revolution, 1776-1783; Concord’s second minister, 1789-1797. Said article is by John Calvin Thorne. It is said that in one of his petitions, offered just before the army engaged in conflict, he prayed as follows: “O Lord of Hosts, lead forth Thy servants of the American army to battle, and give them the victory; or if this be not according to Thy sovereign will, then, we pray Thee—stand neutral, and let flesh and blood decide the issue.” JF x08 crave sight and sound of surf; if you long for hills and woodland; if you yearn for quiet and pastoral surroundings; if you desire lakes, brooks and quiet waters; if you want a vacation place that takes in every pleasure of the great outdoors Long Island is the Place Just across the river from New York City, It Ie they ‘Summer vecation place of millions, A Send fem seats to the General Passenger A book which tells the whole story, . ™comicbooks.com