On a pleasant Sunday afternoon an old German and his youngest son were seated in the village inn. The father had partaken liberally of the home-brewed beer, and was warning his son against the evils of intemperance. “Never drink too much, my son. A gentleman stops when he has enough. To be drunk is a disgrace.”
“Yes, Father, but how can I tell when I have enough or am drunk?”
The old man pointed with his finger. “Do you see those two men sitting in the corner? If you see four men there, you would be drunk.”
The boy looked long and earnestly. “Yes, Father, but—but—there is only one man in that corner.”—W. Karl Hilbrich.
