The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-01-23

MANY the whisky of Scotland,
the ale of England, the all-drinks of Amer
lea are doing their best to Stupefy, lname
dement, impoverish, brutalze and Stay the
human race. Human power unless REIN
forced from the heavens can never extr-
pate the evils I mention.
Much good has meen accomplished by
the heroism and fidelity of Christian re-
formers but the fact remains that there are
more splendid men and magnificent women
this moment going over the Niagara abysm
of inebriety than at any time since the first
grape turned into wine, and the first
head of rye began to soak in a brewery.
When people touch this subject they are apt
to give statistics to how many millions
are in drunkards' graves, or with quick
tread marching on toward them. The land
is full of talk of high tariff and low tariff
but what about the highest of all tariffs In
this country, the tariff Of $500, 100000 which
rum put upon the United States in 1891, for
that is what it cost You do not tTemble
or turn pale when l say that. The fact is
we have become hardened by statistics and
they make little impression. But if some
one could gather into one mighty lake all
the tears that have been wrung out of or
phanaee and widowhood; or into one organ
diaDasOn all the grOanS that have been
uttered by the suffering victims of this
holocaust; or into one whirlwind all the
si-hs of centuries of dissipation or from
the wicket Of one immense prison have look
upon us the glaring eyes of all those
might perhaps realize the appalling
desolaton But, no. no, the sight would
forever blast our vision; the sound
would forever still our souls. Go on with
your temperance literature; go on with
your temperance Platforms go on with
your temperance laws. But we are all hop
ing for something from above. and while
the bare arm of suffering and the bare arm
of inValidism. and the bare arm of poverty,
and the bare arm of domestic desolation,
fIny, ly-I4i oh b9t sleeves
lifted up in beggarY and suppication and
despair, let the bare arm of God strike
the breweries, and the liquor stores, and
the corrupt politics. and the license laws.
and the whole inferno of grog shops all
around the world Down, thou accused
bottle, from the throne! Into the dust,
thou king Of the demijohn! Parched be
thy lips thou wine cup, with fires th&t
shall never be Guenched!
But ! have no time to specify the mani
fold evils that challenge Christianity. And
l think / have seen in some Christians, and
read in some newspapers, and heard from
some pulpits, disheartenment as though
Christianity were worsted that it is
hardly worth while to attempt to win this
world for God and that all Christian work
would collapse, aud that it is no use for
you to teach Sabbath class, or distribute
tracts, or cNhOrt in prayer meetings, or
preach in a pulpit, as Satan is gaining
ground. To rebulle that pessimism. the Cos
pei of smaehup, / preach this sermon, show
Ing that YOU are on the winning side. Go
ahead! Fight on What | want to make
ont today is that our ammunition is not
eXhausted; that all which has been accom-
plished has been only the s!lirmishing be
fore the great Armag eddon; that not more
than one of the thousand fountains Of
beauty in the Kings park has begun to
play; that not more than one brigade OF
the innumerable hosts to be marshaled
by the rider on the white horse has yet
taken the field; that what God has done
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