The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-06-21

was holding one OF his tent meetings and took
my children with me- had bottle from which
to drown my troubles. sat upon the platform
and tried to take q stenographic report of the
sermon. 1t was that wonderful sermon he
preached here the othor night of conscience,
conscience, conscience, record, record records
He went from there with that sermon on his
mind. He went to the saloon to get rid of the
torments of an awakened conscience He drank
all day Monday, all night and till noon ON
Tuesday, but could getno relief. Then went,s
said he, Ito my library room. prayed for four
long hours tried to gather up my sins, one by
one, and pray for forgiveness. But my sins
were as numberless as the sands of the sea-
shore. At o'clock in the afternoon light broke
on my vision. "Amen" from many voices
God raised me up out of the clay. 1 rushed
down stairs and told my wife and children. They
seemed frightened. My wife seemed to think I
was crazy. led to explain to them. By and
by they una BOD, and my little children cams
and chung
AS Mr.. spoke these words his eyes filled
with tears ne vast audience hung in breath
less silence upon each word. Large numbers
were weeping The tears ran in streams from
the eyes Of DR.. joyce, as he sat upon the plat
form, and the brilliant black eyes of Sam Jonea
were suffused with tears. 1t was thrilling
moment
The speaker continued with his story, telling
how he at once had 5000 circulars printed say
ing he would preach that night in the publid
streets; how the printer thought he was crazy,
and at first refused to print them; how friends
took counsel as to whether he should not be sent
to an insane hospital All this was delivered
with thrilling effect
Mr.. Small then paid his respects in an em.
phatic way to the liquor men. "Onehorse poll
tcians" said he, get up on beer-barrels and
whine about personal liberty and suinptuary
laws. They wouldn't know sumptuary law il
they met it coming down the big road with q red
flag on it. Laughter. God help community
that is ridden by set of politicians that are ths
slaves and whipspaniels of q set sof barkeepers
When the majority says that liquor shall
not be sold then that is the law, and he
who is against it. is an Anarchist, trai
tor, and ought to be expelled. Cheers
When man comes to this country, M
matter where he comes from, let it be under.
stood that he must obey the laws here We
can't give up homes, our children. to the
keeping of the Dutch, the devil and the dun COW.
Laughter, cheers and 'amens1 The agitation
of the liquor question in Ohio is a plan of God
| to show that Trojan horse has been introduced
into our midst filled with our enemies. All OF
the interests Of God are on one side in this fight
and on the other are the interests of the little
pinchbeck politicians and the saloon keepers
s'Do you know what you shall dot Let ms
summon from their graves in your cemeteries
the skulls and skeletons of those who have gone
down by whisky; let me bring them up in cold
phalanx, aud you would say that by the help or
God you would never stop till you had run this
hellish emissary from among YOU Go to your
cemetery and plant rcd flag over the grave OF
every one who has gone down by whisky, and il
will look like field of fire. Let me unca9 he'll
and bring from there the weary. lost souls that
have been flying their flight in eternal damna.
ton, and you would hear their shrll and
agonized voices cry: We are lost forever:
but if you would save your children drive back
these agents of hell. The irrepressible conflict
against liquor will in the end free 50, DOC, 900 OF
people from bondage and damnation. / tell you
prohibition is on the march" An old woman
praise God!"
Mr.. Small concluded with his vision OF the
happy condition of the world when the liquor
traffic should be overthrow It produced pro-
found impression, and he closed amid prolonged
applause. Mr.. Excel sang, with wonderful effect,
| "a Poor Sinner Like Me" and as the beautiful
notes fell upon the ears of the audience the hush
was something inspiring. At tho close Mr..
| Jones and DIR. Joyce shook hands with stream
| ing eyes and "amens, and other demonstrations
were heard from all quarters
| Mr.. Jones then spoke briefly saying he had
| had the same experience as Mr.. Small thirteen
years ahead of him. He wanted all that wers
| willing to lay down their weapons against God
| to stand. Nearly the whole audience stood mp
| After some announcements the audience was
dismissed, many remaining to shake hands With
| Mr. Small