Ten Nights In A Bar Room
Ah! is this you? said he, as I came near to him, speaking thickly, and getting up with a heavy motion. I now recognized the altered person of Simon Slade. On looking at him closer, I saw that the eye which I had thought only shut was in fact destroyed. How vividly, now, uprose in imagination the scenes I had witnessed during my last night in his bar-room; the night when a brutal mob, whom he had inebriated with liquor, came near murdering him.
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Review: Ten Nights in a Bar-Room and What I Saw ThereUser Review - Tom Rowe - Goodreads
3.5 stars. Read full review
Review: Ten Nights in a Bar-Room and What I Saw ThereUser Review - Tim Kruse - Goodreads
It's your typical late nineteenth century writing, not my favorite, but quite descriptive and to the point. Maybe old school for some, but the transcending truths of the lifestyle surrounding drinking should make people think twice before indulging in a needless practice. Read full review