AN OUNCE OF WHISKEY.

Globe, Volume IV, Issue 394, 16 September 1875, Page 4

AN OUNCE OF WHISKEY.

An old Highlander, noted for his love of whiskey most of Ids life, was induced to sign the teetotal pledge. After abstaining for some time, not feeling quite so well as he used to do, he thought he would consult the doctor. Meeting the man of medicine on his way to another patient, Donald, stopping him, told him how he felt, and asked his advice. The doctor said, “ I believe, Donald, Sou have been used to a little spirits now icn in your time?” “That I have, sir, and too much at odd times,” “Well, Donald, take my advice, and take a little each day.” “But, sir, ye ken, 1 am a teetotaller now, and dare not take whiskey.” “ Pooh ! pooh !” said the doctor, “ It is no violation of your pledge to take it as a medicine,” “And how much should 1 take at a time, sir?” “Oh! about an ounce.” Donald, on his way home, wondered how much whiskey went to an ounce. When he got into the house, he got his eye on a little fellow, a grandson, who was just come home from school, and said, “Johnny, just take your slate and count up to me how much whiskey goes to an ounce. ” The lad turned pp one of his tables, and bawled out, “ Sixteen drachms make an ounce.” The old man knew well how much went to a dram of Whiskey, but sixteen of them as medicine was a staggerer. However, he very prudently Considered there was little use asking advice if it was not followed; so off he sent Johnny at once for the medicine, shouting after him to be sure and call at old John McDougal’s on his way and tell him he wanted him immediately. When old John and the whiskey arrived, the two worthies sat down and had a jolly evening over the doctor’s medicine.