The penalties on drink are various.

I mean those which affect the body, exclusive of those which affect the mind.

There are great red swollen noses, very disagreeable both to the wearer and his acquaintances; there are morning headaches, awful to be thought of; there are sick stomachs, by which means the offender escapes through a speedy purgatory; there are sallow cheeks, sunken eyes, and shaking shoulders; there are very big bellies, and no bellies at all; and there is delirium tremens.
For the most part a man escapes with one of these penalties.

If he have a racking headache, his general health does not usually suffer so much as though he had endured no such immediate vengeance from violated nature.

Young Aby when he drank had no headaches; but his eye was bloodshot, his cheek bloated, and his hand shook.