Mexico weekly ledger., 1888-05-24


think me crazy? OF course you
would. Isn'tit just as reasonable
to say, SOW bar rooms and whiskey|
and reap noble, upright men IS to-
say, SOW corn and reap potatoes ?
II ! were to put that question to
this little boy he would look up at
me with blue, opened-eyede aston
ishment and say: 6 You'd reap
drunkards, of course" tell You,
my conntrymen, you win soon have
q right in this town to say what we
shall reap. Tramp. tramp, tramp
the boys are marching,n 1900 a
year into hell. You have reaped,
oh, such a harvest of drunkards in
this town, and every saloon keep
er and bartender will say it is SO.
Sow whiskey, reap drunkards. +
can tske you to a housezin Mexico
and show you-fhe miserable home
Of a more miserable family. We
will look upon the poor, ragged,
unkempt children and then upon
the poor mother. We will get her to
talk of her condition. She will
tell you of her husbands first
drinking how it didn't amount to
much when he commenced. But
soon, she will say, he became a
drunkard. She will tell you how
he went down until he committed
the crime that landed him in the
penitentiary. After she tells you
all this you will go up to the poor
woman and put your ear to her left
breast. There you will hear the
blood-drip, drip, drip. And this
in our own town. The preachers,
the church members and the man
who pretends to be good, who do
not fight whiskey belong to the
devil from their hats to their heels.
THE PREACHERS CATCH IT.
What is a preacher for7 What
is he for? God says that he places
him on the watch tower, and if he
| warns them the blood is on their
own skirts, but if not the blood is
on the preachers skirts. The
preacher occupies a perilous posi-
ton. The man who is too nice,
too delicate to do his duty is not a
man; he is simply a preacher
preacher, "a minister of the
Gospel" Why, I can put him III
my vest pocket and not know he is
there except when 1 feel for my
toothpick. Pm a nan-99 per
cent. man and per cent. preacher,
and that is just what God intended
I should be. Apreacher is a very
important factor nowadays, es-
pecially one largely made up of
man.
CHARACTERISTIC TALK.
Some ofthese blab-mouthed old
scoundrels have been talking about
me. Why, you old sinner, I'll pay
your way clear to Gainesville and
defy you to find a ma who stands
higher with his neighbors than I
do. Will you agree to leave town
If I prove you don't stand as well
here as | do in my town? No,
| guess not; ifyou do, I'll just have
to ship you tomorrow.
Some of you mean, worthless
wretches will go along the streets
swearing terrible oaths and at home
your poor little wife is afraid to
send her little boy down the street
after a spool of thread for fear his
heart and very soul may be black
ened with sin delivered by you foul
mouthed scoundrels. The rail-
roads r mighty accommodating
nowadays. They have smoking,
eating, sleeping and drawing room
cars all they lack to complete the
arrangement is a cussin' car; and /
don't believe one of you fellows
would have nerve enough to S it.
OTHER VICES ROUGHLY HANDLED.
Do you want to know something
of the evolution of dude? Well,
all you have to do is to SOW parlor
dances and then come the round
dances and a whole army of other
dances and pretty soon you have
the dude and dudine. Sow the
dude and dudine and you will
have a thimbleful of Calls foot
FL FL The society, dancing people
to-day are whirifiiGgg along to hell.
Why, these round dances are nottfr=
ing but hugging set to music. I'll
tell you of the girl who wanted a
boy to dance with her. They got
out on the floor and the girl gave
her partner "the grip" He stood
a minute and the girl said, Ego it,"
he said, "This is about as far as
I've ever gone"
At the Confessional in New York
the other day a Catholic Bishop
said: 81 find that nineteen out of
twenty girls who have lost their
character commenced their down.
fall in a ball room" And this
from a Catholicl It's time you
Protestants were waking up. sour
preacher don't object to dancing, !"
you say. Pooh wouldn't let my
little dog go to hear such apreacher
as that. If he did I'd kill him be-
fore he got back into the yard.