George Barrell Cheever: Deacon Giles' distillery (1844)

The Deacon had to turn a vast quantity of liquor into the streets, and burn up the hogsheads; and his distillery has smelled of brimstone ever since; but he would not give up the trade. He carries it on still, and every time I see his advertisement, "Inquire at Amos Giles' Distillery," I think I see Hell and Damnation, and he, the proprietor.