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 ‘Alas! (exclaimed he) what have I done! I have committed the worse than beastly sin of drunkenness, and sold my liberty. Ah! how often has my dear Mr. Christian, and Mr. Love-soul cautioned me against fairs and such wicked places, and to beware of bad company. A sin is soon committed, but I find by sad experience that the bitter effects of it are not soon over.—The pleasures of sin are short, but the punishment of it is lasting. ‘God be merciful to me a vile sinner.’

A day or two afterwards he was marched to London; and as he was an awkward clumsy lad, he could not easily acquire the air and gait of a soldier. Many a chuck under the chin did he get to make him hold his head up, and many a knock of the shins to make him turn his toes out. He continued in England for about four years, during which time he experienced the truth of the apostle’s remark, ‘Evil communications corrupt good manners.’ By degrees he forgot the good things he had learned at the Sunday School, and at the church. His conscience, indeed would not suffer him to swear, and sin so shamefully as many of his comrades did, yet he was awfully altered for the worse. Though not one of the most notorious sinners, he was far from being a holy character, as every Christian should be, whatever station of life he may be in.

He was then sent abroad to the continent to fight the French. The scenes of blood and slaughter which he saw, shocked him, and conscience, which had been pretty quiet for some time, now began to disturb him exceedingly; and a thousand times did he lament that he had