Mexico weekly ledger. (Mexico, Mo.) 1855-1956, 1886-10-28

tell you, my friends, that the
altar of the old Aztec war, God on
which the quivering hearts of thous-
ands were laid, was q shrine Of beau.
ty compared with this modern de-
mon OF destruction--the rum hole.
And we men stand by and see it;
nay, we vote against the right and
take the assassin of virtue by the
hand and treat him as our equal.
The annals Of human history furnish
no parallel of stupidity and mon
strosity.
1 tell you, my friends, there is but
one way to treat this unspeakable
crime; hundred years Of modera-
tion has proven it. Treat the GRIM
inal as he deserves; put him in the
caiprit's dock, which is the only place
to which he is entitled; carry him
from the dock, by sentence of law, 10
the feions cell, or to the gang Of
striped convicts, who are his fit as
sociates- Let the process be the
most summary possible; let the law
take hold of him on simple evidence
of his business; let the evidence of
criminal intent be the presence of the
article; put it under ban of right of
fsearch when its presence is suspect
ed; deal with 1t precisely as we deal
with theft, murder, abduction and
cases of crime that grade with it,
but are far below it in atrocity.
Thank God the legislation of this
land is controlled by universal suf-
frage. Now, if half the voters have
not sunk below the level of men, it
cannot be long until we shall be de-
livered from this insufferable shame.
Thanks be to the Highest that the
Christian women of the land are
being thoroughly aroused. Dispair-
ing of us, her husbands, fathers and
sons, to avenge her wrongs and the
wrongs of her offspring, she is COM
ing to the rescue; the avenger is
abroad to-day; nothing can stay him;
the slayer shall be slain and human
ity will breathe free when his loath-
some. carcass is hidden in shameful
grave.
A few days before 1 was appointed
to the pastorate of this church, the
father of one of the brightest young
men in the town where / lived, came
to me, his countenance livid, his
heart breaking, and said to me, "Wiil
you go and tell the proprietor of that
whisky drug store not to sell my boy
any more whisky?" went. In the
conversation we held told him il
he ever sold my boy whisky the town
would not.be big enough to hold him
aud me at the same time-one or the
other must get out. Some told me
then that I was excited. Well,
should be ashamed before God and
man if were not. / saw more in
one house in Mexico during the las,
week, where death, degradation, and
woe reigned in consequence of whisky,
than all Paul saw in Athens. In my
ministry I meet the horrid fruits oi
these whisky shops. l see men and
women perishing in these pitfalls
The number OF the victims is &C
great that it overwhelms me; my
brain is burning; my heart is break
, ing. The church and the world ar.
} asleep and hugging each other
must cry out: / would rather bt
thought singular by men than unfaith
ful in the judgment Of God.
!. L believe that voice the sentiment
, of the majority to-day. This senti
ment must be vocalzed until 1T com
/ pels legislation of such charaete
J that a rum seller will no more dar,
open his house of death among vi
J than would dealer in smallpox ant
: yellow fever, until he, like other mis-
creants,of which there are none great
| err, hide himself in the dens ant
{ caverns of night, from the vengenc,
of hot pursuit. Brand felon on hi
brow; huddle him with co-fellows il
! the criminals dock; drive him will
; the gang in striped garments. Th,
? business will then cease and the esrtl
> will be delivered from his devilisl
sorceries.