A girl, whose miserable and emaciated appearance was only to be equalled by that of the candle which she shaded with her hand. The Circumlocution Office2021-02-25T19:03:18+00:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, The Drunkard’s Death|Tags: Appearance (Person), Neglect, Poverty, Starvation| Read More
He had to pass the public-house. He lingered for an instant, walked past it, turned back again, lingered once more, and finally slunk in. The Circumlocution Office2021-02-25T21:27:44+00:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, The Drunkard’s Death|Tags: Addiction, Alcohol| Read More
It is a dreadful thing to wait and watch for the approach of death; to know that hope is gone, and recovery impossible; and to sit and count the dreary hours through long, long nights – such nights as only watchers by the bed of sickness know. The Circumlocution Office2021-02-25T21:37:19+00:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, The Drunkard’s Death|Tags: Death| Read More
Drunkenness – that fierce rage for the slow, sure poison, that oversteps every other consideration; that casts aside wife, children, friends, happiness, and station; and hurries its victims madly on to degradation and death. The Circumlocution Office2021-02-25T21:39:06+00:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, The Drunkard’s Death|Tags: Addiction, Alcohol| Read More
