I remember hearing people say that he had mistaken his calling; that he ought to have been a lawyer.

On the last evening, When he addressed the jury, he became eloquent.

He pictured the terrible effects of intemperance, the ruined homes, the weeping wives, the ragged children.

He denounced King Alcohol as guilty of every known crime--of stealing the bread from the mouths of children, of robbing helpless women of everything they valued most, of brutally shedding the blood of thousands, and of filling the whole earth with violence, until the cries of widows and orphans reached to high heaven.

When he finished, the house rang with applause.