Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1859-05-05
aDoN'T GIVE UP THE SHIP"

ance men, we might predict, with confidence
and swelling hearts, day of triumph for the
temperance reformation but the luke-Warm-
ness and careless indifference, which, at this
time, brood DER it in some sections with
witheriug fatality, make the hearts, of the
uuwaveriug tew sink within them and treu,
bic for the prosperity Of the enterprise
And why are we indiferent-has the. cause
lest any of its humane elements? Indeedp
it has not. It is the same philauthroPie
movement for the reformornation Of degene-
rate man, which was once glori6ed by thou
sands of the noblest.and best.of our country
as the palladium of our liberties, and the
protecting, sgis of our civil and political
rights. Indifference upon this subject be-
trays in US fearful want of regard for. our
own welfare and that of our fellow beings.
The free sale and free use of intoxicating
LIQUORS, ore ranoorous cancers eating away
the very foundations Of our commonwealth,
and infusing malignant corruption into IFS
entire system. By examining, carefully,
criminal statistics it will be found that four
fifths of the. crimes which our courts are cal.
led.upon.to, punish, have their origin in ILL.,
Temperance. A frightfully large proportion
of the deformed pauperism which condnu-
ally importunespublic charity, isereated by
inteuperapce. andiunmeuse quantities of the
ouerous burden of taxation which draws
heavily upen-the hard earnings. Of the pee
pie, 90 to- support prison houses, peniteh-
tiaries, asylums and aims houses, which have
been erected by this cursed perpetrator of
crime. And yet, we are Indifferent! 80
The hungry wretcheduess Of starving MIL
lions, the degradation of human beings, the
broken hearts, tears and sorrows Of mothers,
fathers and. sisters have SO often been made
the burther Of discourse, that they have be-
come familiar to our senses, and fail to -ex-
cite sympathy or interest: Yet is tale
aboanding in truth. and admits Of no fancy
eJloring het US, for moment, suppose
the free use Of intoxicating liquors was a
thing unknown to thepeeple of this country
up-.e this time then suppose, in our present
state of civilization-this system with al! its
curses should be introduced. What would
the people do? We leave every mans i'm
Imagination to picture out tbe scathing ana
themas which would be heaped sponris by
every tongue The filthy plaques which
cursed Pharoah's Land would grow inslgn 81
cant when compared to it, and there wo1'd
be Simultaneous uprising of the masses to-
crush it from their"midst
1t is an astounding fact that men should
ever become recopcilei to such fell des-
treyer in their social and family circles. -
And not only that, but it is fostered and
protected by them until the area Of its wild
ravages- is broader, at; this 1yarysh6ur, than
it has .>eyer been since its first dark deed,
down to the bloody butchery of the last mid
night. There is not one cheering spot upon
this rum cursed earth which its gorgon form
doth not pollute with its putrescent trail
1t rises with the minister in the sacred desk,
kueels at the family altar, controls the de-
Iiberations of national councils, sits with the
Judge upon the bench, occupies the jury
box, cxpouuds the legal code, and pleads
the private, personal and political rights of
man,
Every newspaper comes to us charged
with accounts of crimes and casualties result
ting from intenpcrance. The rum-driVen
stiletto continually seeks with the warm lie
blood of some driveling outcast who has for
got Heaven and He'll, and bartered his eter-
nal all to plunge into the ribald haunts Of
debauchery. Hourly this merciless messen-
ger of death sends troops of doomed spirits
reeling and tottering into eternity to kindle
the fires of damnation. ..., >
Every breeze comes laden with the pite-
GUS walls of starving families, crying for re-
lief from the scourging iuiquity, yetlke
the marble Hindoo Deities, our ears are deaf
to their petitions; shame and dishonor will
justly rest upon US. Is there no remedy!
1t is no time to be lukewarm fellow-laborers,
for every hour demands of us stronger cxer-
tions. Every now and then some brilliant
landmark is obliterated from our sight
some faithful pilot swept from the main. deck
of our gallant Ship, and soon none Of the
hardy pioneers who first launched, and long
and faithfully steered her upon the precari-
Gus waters, will be left to reef her sails; then
arm for the battle and cry
Death death to the crested serpent.
War! war ! on the cause of Rum!
From mountain to valley the watchwOrd
Repeat, till our lips are dumb.
Follow the trail of the monster
Trail him through forest and glen,
Hunt him wherever lie hideth-
Stab him to death in his den!
Hath he not murdered our mothers
Brought their gray locks to the tomb!
Hath he not murdered cur brothers,
Yet in their manhood's bloom?
Hath he not coiled Oh our hearthstones,
Kissing with Upas breath?
On OH to the warfare. brothers.
Nor cease till he writhes in death.
Arm for the battle Of glory;
Strikes fur the cause of Truth
Fathers with locks so hoary,
Sons in the bloom Of youth
Mothers and sisters and daughters,
With your prayers and blessing come!
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