His eyes they were blood shot, his nose it was red,
And I said to myself, as I turn’d from the sight,
“It is clear he was up till a late hour of night.”
Then I said to my heart, “Here’s a lesson for me!
That man’s but a picture of what I might be.
But no, I am cautious in all that I eat;
I mix not my liquors, but take each one neat.”
Judy, September 23, 1874.
The “Special.”
(After “Watts” his name.)