There were, every year, families broken up and destroyed, and fine fellows going to the very devil, with this thing; and so we made a movement to form a temperance society.

I paid lecturers, and finally lectured myself.

At last they said to me: 'It's all very well for you rich people, that have twice as fine houses and twice as many pleasures as we poor folks, to pick on us for having a little something comfortable to drink in our houses.

If we could afford your fine nice wines, and all that, we wouldn't drink whiskey.

You must all have your wine on the table; whiskey is the poor man's wine.'" "I think," said Lillie, "they were abominably impertinent to talk so to you.