Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1889-03-08
PEE DEE, KY.

W anu uVi uOuice. lHc iaithiui oiu
clock is ticking away the weary
hours. Though hearts may break
she never stops, her busy hands go
round and round needless that our
eyes are oftimes so bedimmed by tears
that they cannot see her face, from
which may beam sympathy in all our
sorrows, aud pleasure when we are
glad. IT'S nearly noon, the conflict
is at its flercest heat, and in few
more hours, in just little while, the
clock will chime the farewell to this
day, SO feighted with the destiny Of a
county and people. o God! what
shall the issue be? Shall victory
perch above our homes, and with
Peace on one hand, and Plenty on the
other, smile down upon those who
having fought the good fight, and
kept the faith will meekly kneel and
give to God the glory. Or, and we
shudder when we think of it, shall
the colors borne by the enemy be
held aloft, testifying that might has
triumphed over right, and that we
may look out for all the evils follow
ing in the trail of:an.army whose men
arc trained, marsbaed and led by
Satan, with all his powers of dark
ness. We can only pray and wait.
The farmers of this vicinity have
organized an Alliance, and are san
guine of success. The order as yet
Is small, but we gather that what
they lack in numbers, they make up
in zeal and enthusiasm.
On last Wednesday night the peo-
pie OF Roaring Springs were enter
tanned by the Lafayette Dramatic
Troupe, (if that is the correct name.)
They came in behalf of the parsonage
of the NJ. E. Church at that place.
The programme consisted of music,
songs, recitations, and as a finale to
what had already been well done
"Pocahontas" was presented in
manner rejecting credit upon all
who, for the time, became the real
characters in the well known drama.
was not so fortunate as to be there,
but have interviewed reporter who
did my bidding and no added COM
ments were necessary after he had
told me that the whole was under
the direct supervision and manage
ment of Miss Emma Cooper, whose
quiet, graceful dignity, coupled with
her superior talent, insures the sue
cess of every enterprise, if il can but
have the talismanic influence of her
presence and her council. Those
who saw her, in her role, recognized
1.-THE perfect woman nobly planned,
to warn, to comfort, and command"
No, did not go 10 the concert, and |
regret it, but fate had in store for me
a far grander, richer treat, yes, al
though a cold, disagreeable rain was
falling, and we could easily imagine
what the roads would be, yet, we
braved 1t all, and at seven o'clock we
started for Lafayette, nine A. NJ, be-
ing the appointment for the speaker
of the day, to meet the people in the
NJ. E. Church at that place. The
roads were go fearfully heavy, and
having distance of seven miles to
come he was necessarily delayed, and
his audience were growing restless
and uneasy. Eager expectation
standing on tip-toe in every counte-
nance present. But, at last, ripple
of delight broke over every face pro
claiming that he comes! Yes, he
came, mine eyes beheld, and mine
ears heard the great, the grand, the
noble, the brave, the Heaven sent
Sam Small. For one hour and fifty |
he held his audience charm.
ed, and enraptured. HIS logic, and
his soul uplifting eloquence convinc-
ing, convicting and converting all
who heard him, unless, there were
hose present who went with minds
20 benighted by prejudice, and
hearts so securely fastened in behind
idamantine CRATES, as to effsctually
md forever exclude everything APP
Desling to the better impulses of
mans nature. While the man of
Tod talked, the ambassador Of Satan
grew smaller and smaller. until at
asst, looking, as me thinks he did,
through a microscope at himself, he
realized how exceedingly small he
y as, and doubtless asked himself the
question chow came Sam Small to
ind me out, how came he TO know
am here p Have we labored in
vain2 The "whisky rAbble" may re-
dice tonight, while we weep, but
our redemption is at hand.
We will teep the banner always lifted,
And our face turned to the foe,
Right shall conquer, Gods word forit,
License and saloons must go.
towards may revile and hate us,
On our heads their curses fall,
Such as this can mover harm us,
God is with us through 1t all.
Taverns and saloons must tumble,
On their doors ITO Let" is gravod,
Virtue, tween the lines, is smiling,
Every mothers boy is saved.
Mrs. GARLAND JONES.