The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1884-10-15

whisky to beat the choice of our
party in the primary election ?
Conscientious men, can yOu sun
port a drunkard, liar, a thief who
has stolen the rights of the East
Tennessee people in their choice of
one of their own statesman to rem
resent them in Congress?-one of
your own loved countrymen. Alf
Taylor? Is it any wonder we are
looked upon by people abroad as
set OF half civilized animals, when
represented by such a man as Petit
bone? Ask the men of the conyen-
ton OF two years ago if Pettibone is
liar. Ask the Rogers bows Of
Claiborne county if he is liar.
Ask the people of GreenevilIe if he
is a drunkard. Ask yourselves if
he is not thief after HAVING stolen
your rights.
| say again, can you, honest Re-
publicans and opposers Of King AL
cohol, support A. II. Pettibone in
November? Can you support the
man, who, while in Congress called
you set of fools, with oilths as long
as tho moral law; called YOU a set
of damn heathens and ignoramuses?
am writing facts my brethren, the
proof is not wanting.
But on the other hand: Is O. c..
King a temperance man? O. c..
King is an upholder of She cause of
temperance, having organized a
Sons OF Temperance lodge at Messy
Creek assisted at the organization
OF similar lodge at Newport, and
is at present member Of the order
of Good Templars.
Our resolve ought to be- 81 can
not vote for a man that drinks; and.
that as intemperance is the cause of
most of the misery and suffering
that affects our fellow men, drying
up and poisoning the streams of do
nestle happiness, it is, therefore,
our imperative duty to exert our
united efforts against the monster
by not supporting the man who
drinks; but, stand shoulder to
shoulder for temperance, offering
the prayer of Almighty God, if it be
thy will that man should suffer;
whatever seemeth good in thy sight
impose upon me. Let the bread of
atfiicti0n be given me to eat. Take
from me the friends of my conf
dence. Let the cold hut of poverty
be my dwelling place, and the vast
ing hand of disease infliet its pain
full torments. Let me sow in the
whirlwind and reap in the storm
Let those have me in derision who
are younger than |. Let the pass
ing away of my welfare be like the
tleeting of cloud and The shouts of
my enemies like the rushing of
waters. When l anticipate good,
let evil annoy me. When | look
for light, let darkness come upon
me. Let the terrors of death be
ever before me. Do all this, but
save me merciful God, save me from
the fate of a drunkard.'
| can not vote for man who
drinks.
Before l conclude, let me urge on
every one, young and old, whose
eye may glance over these lines, to
learn from them lesson of wisdom.
Let him beware of the liquor that
, intoXicates. Poets may sing of the
Circean cup,-praise in glowing
terms the garlands which wreathe
f it, wit may lend it's brilliant aid to
celebrate it, and even learning may
. invest it with charm; but when
the poets song shall have died, and
the garlands withered when wit
shall have ceased to sparkle, and the
lore of ages be an unremembered
) thing, the baneful effects of the IN
, toXicating draught will be felt, and
words of wisdom be awfully verified
t in the miserable doom of the drunk
, ard "Wine is a mocker, strong
J is raging: who hath woe2 who
hath sorrow? who hath conten-
tons? who hath wounds without
cause? who hath redness of eyes :?
They that tarry long at the wine /;
they that go to seek mixed wine.
Look not thou upon the wine when
it is red, when it giveth it's color in
the cup, when it moveth itself
Alright. At the last it biteth like a
serpent, and stingeth like an adj
der"
| Will not vote fol. man who
drinks. A REPUBLICAN.