“Sorrowful sight for Christian eyes!  A man in the prime of life, of powerful frame of high rank in the army, is carried furtively home, because he cannot stand upright, and travel on his own feet.  A man who ought to be a terror to our enemies is a laughing stock to the lads in the streets.  He is smitten down by no sword—slain by no foe.  A military man, in the bloom of manhood, the prey of wine, and ready to suffer any fate his foes may choose!  Drunkenness is the ruin of reason, the destruction of strength; it is untimely old age; it is, for a short time, death.