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Portrait of Theodore Winthrop Theodore Winthrop,  Edwin Brothertoft — Part III, Chapter XI

“ Mrs. Jierck Dewitt enters the glade. She sees the sleeper. She starts, and approaches cautiously. She stares, and then looks up with a great, bold smile of relief and scorn. For the sleeper is her husband. He lies dead, with a knife in his breast.
“No!” hissed Jierck, dashing away this picture from his eyes. ” I’ll not kill myself to please her.”
“Rum! I must have rum, or I shall go mad. The old man’s jug will be in the old place in the kitchen cupboard,” he continued.
He skulked along rapidly through the woods, like a beast of prey.
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Portrait of Theodore Winthrop Theodore Winthrop,  Edwin Brothertoft — Part III, Chapter XI

“ Jierck felt smitten with degradation. He was utterly miserable, and the old chestnut-tree insulted him with memories of his dead hopes of happiness.
“I must have comfort,” thought Jierck.
When sorrow is too sharp to be borne, and comfort must be had at once, men go to the anodynes and stimulants. Kosmos provides these in great variety. The four of most universal application are,
Tobacco, Alcohol, Marriage, Death.
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