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months, looked like a pig, and was uncomfortable from
shortness of breath. It then occurred to me that after
one was all smelled up with beer nobody could tell
what had been drunk, so I began to fortify my beer
with straight alcohol. Of course, the result was very
bad, and that ended the beer experiment.
About the time of the beer experiment I was thrown
in with a crowd of people who attracted me because
of their seeming poise, health, and happiness. They
spoke with great freedom from embarrassment, which
I could never do, and they seemed very much at ease
on all occasions and appeared very healthy. More
than these attributes, they seemed to be happy. I was
self conscious and ill at ease most of the time, my
health was at the breaking point, and I was thoroughly
miserable. I sensed they had something I did not
have, from which I might readily profit. I learned that
it was something of a spiritual nature, which did not
appeal to me very much, but I thought it could do no
harm. I gave the matter much time and study for the
next two and a half years, but I still got tight every
night nevertheless. I read everything I could find, and
talked to everyone who I thought knew anything
about it.
My wife became deeply interested, and it was her
interest that sustained mine, though I at no time
sensed that it might be an answer to my liquor prob­
lem. How my wife kept her faith and courage during
all those years, I’ll never know, but she did. If she had
not, I know I would have been dead a long time ago.
For some reason, we alcoholics seem to have the gift
of picking out the world’s finest women. Why they