The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1883-08-02

When David prayed God to mete out justice
to his enemies it was because they hated, per-
secuted, reviled him. There were perhaps no
enemies of Gods servant in those days SO
sneaking and so murderous as the enemies of
Gods cause to-day. There were no murderous
scoundrels secretly planning the destruction of
families and communities for the sake of OBJ
tanning, without honest toll, the money of their
victims, after the manner of the doggery- keep
ers of to-day, yet because of their meanness,
David prayed God to "add iniquity unto their
iniquity, and let them not come into thy right
eousness."
How much more earn estly ought Gods people
to pray, to-day, that the wrath of the Most
High be visited upon the enemies of His king
dom-the doggery- keepers. 1t would hardly be
possible for Him to ''add to their iniquity.'
When a man makes up his mind to open a dog
gerry, he becomes, from that time until he shall
determine to forsake the infamous business, an
enemy to society, an enemy to the public peace,
an enemy to humanity. He browns all the
nobler impulses of humanity in his whisky
barrels and his beer kegs. Falsehood, degrada-
tion, cruelty, seem to take full possession of
him, his heart is steeled against every form of
human misery, and he is lost to every motive
save the one of killing better men than himself,
| for money, and compelling his victims to pay
the bills.
Let the reader of this who resides in the town
uf Jackson, if he be man of middle age, ask
OF himself how many deaths have occurred
here during the past twenty five years, the di-
rect result of the liquor traffic. II you count
them over carefully you will find nearly, if not
quite an average of one every year for the past
twenty-five years. whose death came directly
through the liquor traffic. One death per year
from liquor alone! This does not include deaths
which may have come indirectly from the
traffic, through its accursed evil influences.
Then there must be taken in to account the suf-
fering, the misery, the broke hearts, the desi-
tute children the disgrace to the community
all brought upon the community by these
DEVILS Agents.
Why is 1t that there are never any drunken
brawls, disturbances of the peace, in the
store of the merchant the shop of the mechan ic,
or the office of the professional man? Simply
because these Len do not turn their places of
business into dens of infamy, by selling poison.
Here is a young man who has a family; he
frequenfs the dens for few weeks or months,
when he becomes abu-ive to mis- family, the
peace OF his bome-life is all sone and he stands
perjured before the woman he has sworn to
cherish and project; here is man who is rails
ing family of boys; one of these boys by some
means gets beer from the Devils Agents, and
becomes drunken; he goes on from bad to
worse, until, in the payment of fines to get him
out OF prison, his father is almost ruined; mere
is an old citizen, one of the best and most valu-
able citizens of the town, q man who takes
pride in the town. pride in his business. and
pride in his boys. He furnishes his family
with everything ne. dful for their welfare and
happiness. While he is loving his boys, the
doggery-keepers trying to destroy them, for
money, and this honored and respected citizen
is compelled to see the money he has earned
going into the tills of the miserable scoundrels
who are destroying his boys. until at last, the
tie of parental affection n-tha' grandest tie this
side of Heaven-can bear the strain no longer,
and. broken-hearted, he sees one of his sons
dragged off TO prison. Let us look at the pic
ture again: The family are compelled to see their
loved one dragged into the courts; they witness
the relentless workings of court machinery
hear the abuse of the attorneys see their loved
one standing at the bar of human Judgment,
pleading to an arraignment for crime against
his fellow man; they watch through the anx-
ious hours while the jury are celebrating; they
are startled by the loud sound of the Court
House bell; it has an ominous, unearthly, start
ling sound now, like the call of Fate; they sit in
the sitting atmosphere of the court room and
hear the dread sentence equity, charged IN
the Indictment fall from the lips of the fore
man of tie jury; they behold their loved one
standing before the human judge, and, while
their tears well up from broken hearts, they
hear the sentence pronounced which sends
their loved one away in shackles. And why is
all this? Simply that the doggery-keepers of
Jackson may get little of somebody else's
money without working for it. Is not this a
pretty picture for a civilized community? Oh,
it seems to US that the angels must weep over
such q scene this! And this dear friends is
an actual occurrence, in the town of Jackson
and not an ,oated case, either.
Has not this reign of crime and ruin gone far
enough in this comm unity? Search the history
of any doggery in Jackson, and you will utterly
fail to find one good act or one good infuen ce,
connected with it in any way. Nothing but
crime, misery, ruin. Then in the name of JUS
tice, in the name of humanity, in the name of
God, let all strike one blow at this horrible
curse by voting for the second proposition,
only,