Telegram-herald., 1890-07-28

Again We VIII contend against fheSe
evils b tryIag - persuade tie respeetSels
classes Of society 10 tie baalzAasas of
alcoholic beverage Iou Vac move IN
elegant and refined associations, you who
6rnk tae sest liquors. you WHO never
drink until yea iose year bsizaee. let Is
look oach ether IN TIE iEce en- teis subject.
Yoa have under God ia your power lie
rvaeDDtion of thIs land frem drunkenness.
Enpsy your cellars &Ea wine elossts of the
beverage and then come out and give Us
your land, your vote, your prayers, your
sympagkies. Do that Sad / VIII promise
tbree things: First, That yoa VIII 6nd III
spezkable happiness ia having done .Our
duty, second. yea wiz probably save souae-
body-pSrhAps your own child; third, you
viii not in your last hour regret that you
made tie sacrifice, II sacrifice it os.
p0y'T MAKE pEIsKIS9 RESPECTABLE
As long a. yoa MAKE drinking respect
able drinking customs will prevail. and
the plowshare OF death. drawn by terrible
disasters. wall so On turning up this whole
continent from end 10 end with the long,
deep, awful furrow Of drunEards' graves.
Ont how this rum hend would like 70 80
and hang up skeleton IN your beautiful
house, so that when YOU opened the front
door 20 20 in you would see it in the hall;
and when you sat at your table you would
see il hanging from the wall; and when
you opened yoor bedroom you would hnd
10 stretched upon your pillow; and waking
at night, you would feel It's Geld hand pass
ing over your face and pinching al your
heart.
There is no home so beautiful bat It may
be devastated by the awful carss IL throws
its isrguQ into the sweetest harmony W hat
was i; that silenced Sheridan, the English
orator, and shattered the golden scepter
with which he swayed parlislnents and
courts, What foul sp-ite turned the sweet
rhythmn o. Robert Burns into tuneless
babbleG What brought down the majestic
form Of one who awed the American senate
with his eloquence, and after a while car
ried him home dead drunk What was it
that swanped the noble spirit OF one Of the
heroes Of the last war, until, in drunken
ft, he reeled from the deck OF western
steamer and was drowncdi There was one
whose voice we all loved 70 hesr. He was
one Of the most classic orators OF the cent
ury. People wondered why man of 50
pure heart and 20 excellent life should
have such a sad countenance always. They
call upon those who are guilty Of these
indulgenccs 10 quit the path Of death. Oh,
what q change il would make in your
home Do you see how everything there
is being desolated? Would you not like 10
brink back JOY to your wife's heart, and
have your children come out TO meet you
with IS much confidence as once they
showed? Would you not like 10 rekindle
tinguished, 1t is not TOO late TO change.
1t may not entirely obliterate from your
soul the memory Of wasted years and q
ruined reputation, nor smooth out from
your anxious brow the wrinkles which
trouble has plowed. It may not call back
unkind words uttered or rough deeds
done: for perhaps in those awful moments
you struck her. 1t may not take from your
memory the bitter thoughts connected with
some little grave. But it is not too late 10
save yourself, and secure for God and your
family the remainder Of yourfast going life.
LET YOUR BETTER NATURE SPEAK.
But perhaps you have not utterly gone
astray. | may address one who may not
have quite made up his mind. Let your
better nature speak out. You take one
side or the other in the war against drunk
enness. Have you the courage 70 put your
foot downright, and say to your companions
and friends, Il will never drink intoxi-
eating liquor in all my life, nor will
countenance the habit in otherSf' Have
nothing 70 do with strong drink, It has
turned the earth into place OF skulls, and
has stood opening the gate to lost world
70 let in its victims, until now the door
swings no more upon its hinges. bat day
and night stands wide open 10 let IN the
agonized procession Of doomed men.
Do l address one whose regular work in
life is to administer to this appetite, FoI
Gods sake get out OF that businessl IL a
woe he pronounced upon the man who
gives his neighbor drink, how many woes
must be hanging over the man who does
this every day and every hour Of the dayi
Do not think that because human gov
ernment may license you that therefore
God licenses you. | am surprised to hear
you men say that they respect the orig
inal package" decision by which the su
preme court Of thu United States allows
rum to bo taken into states like Kansas,
which have decided against the sale Of in
toxicants. / have 10 respect for wrong
decision. care not who makes H. The
three judges of the supreme court who
gave minority report against that decision
were right and the chief justice was wrong
The right of state to defend itself against
the rum traffic will vet be demonstrated,
the supreme court notwithstanding. High
er than the judicial bench ut Washington
IA the throne Of the Lord God Almighty
No enal nent, national, state or munici
pal, can give you the right to carry on q
+ business whose one effect is destruction.
COPS AWFUL LIST.
God knows better than you do yourself
the number OF drinks you have poured cut
You keep a list, but = more accurate list
has been kept than yours. You mag call il
burgundy, bourbon. cognsc, HeidsiecS,
sour mash or beer. God calls - strong
drink. Whether you sell il in low oyster
cellar or behind the polished counter Of :
first class hotel, the divine curse j. upon
you / tell you plainly that you VIII meet
your customers one dat when there viii n
no counter between you. When yoar work
ia done on earth. snd You enter the reward
OF your business. all the souls of the men
whom you have destroyc1 will crowd
around you and pour their bitterness into
your cup. They viii show you Their
wounds and say. "You made them. and
point to their anqusBchsble thirst and say.
''You kind - it, y s1d rattle their char
snd ssv. "You forged t." Then Their
united eroans viii snits your ear. and
vifh The hands ont e which voa onos
picked the sixpencss and the dimes tbsy
will push you OF the verge Of great preci
pioss. while rolling up from beneath ard
breaking among the cra1s of death vii
thunder, Woe 70 hin that giveth hl.
rsiehboT drink
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