Word: drunkenness
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...sits down by the river side and scrapes herself with the rough potsherds of disease and violence. Hence the need of a Morgue. Here is brought the man who slipped while working on the quai, and fell in and was drowned. Hither comes the remnant of the drunken sot who reeled from the bridge at midnight and went down with a sullen plunge into the cold, dark waters which rush beneath the granite arches. This man was lured by his deadly enemy to a quiet place at a quiet hour and murdered. Can we not picture the sudden grapple...
...gallant Harvard sophomre distinguished himself recently in a way that has given him much honorable, but rather unpleasant, fame about the college. It seems that, while escorting a young lady to the theatre one night last week, a drunken ruffian attacked him on Boylston street, at the same time insulting the lady. The student, though much the smaller man, knocked the fellow down, as it happened, into a stairway which led from the street into the celler of a store. The man struck his head against a stone step, was knocked senseless, and, with the aid of a policeman...
...Methodist Church and show their contempt for it because there were ministers on board the train. One of them pointed to the rear of the car and said, 'there is the bar.' If these young men had been drunk, we would have supposed that they were on a drunken carousal and when they got sober they would be ashamed of their conduct, but as they appeared to be sober we supposed that it was a premeditated attempt to ridicule the ministers on board or their church...
...riot took place at Fayetteville, N. C., last evening, during which over 100 persons engaged in a fight, in which knives were freely used. Twenty of the combatants were wounded, some of them fatally. A man named Underwood was fatally shot. The riot was caused by a party of drunken men, who attacked several citizens in the street...
...days I lodged in the first story, counting the ground-floor as one. Just beneath me, a man lived who one evening begged me to take some wine with him, as the night before 'he had been forced to get drunk all alone.' I lived in terror lest this drunken fool might set his room on fire. If he had, for me, I knew, there was no escape. I must be content with pointing out the peculiar dangers from fire that thus threaten our colleges. I noticed them when I was myself an undergraduate, but my attention has been again...