The Opelousas courier., 1894-10-20
w. G.. r. u.

President, Miss Stella Truman.
V,-Pres. and TT. Mrs. r. r. Settoon.
Rec. Secretary, Mrs: s. T. Crawford.
Cor. Miss Florence Truman.
PLEDGE.
hereby solemnly promise, God help
ing me, to abstain from all alcoholic IL
qaors as a beverage, including Deer,
wine and cider, and that l will employ
of and traffic in the same.
The following remarks from the noted
evangelist Sam Jones, speak for them
selves and more %eloquently than any
thing we could write:
With malice towards no man, but
with a benevolent wish for all men,
declare it to be my boneI conviction
that there is nothing this side OF he'll
and nothing inside of hell so corruptlng.
so debauching, SO infamous, SO vile, sc
| God-dishonoring, SO soul-damnlng as a
saloon. There is not a species OF mean
ness that earth can cOncoct or man can
accomplish that whisky won't help and
saloons do not foster.
Whatever may be the resolutions and
requests of the st. Louis Liquor Deal
ers' association, however much taxes
they may pay, however law abiding
they may be in their own estimation
yet, the facts stand forth that every
| saloon is a menace to the morals and
ruinous to the reputation of its citizens
I don't suppose that against any other
thing has the human language been 81
exhausted for epithets and ~adjectives
as it has been exhausted in denuncla
ton of the saloons.
Men run the saloons simply and only
for the money that is in it. 1t il
but an expression of the avarice which
stood under the dripping curse Of Jesus
Christ and stripped the garments from
His suffering body and stood there ant
gambled for them in His dying pres
ence. 1t is but an expression OF thu
avarice that watches the destitute or
phans crying for bread unmoved. 1t i
but an expression of avarice which
nerved the arm Of Rube Burrows AM
j. A. Murrell for their deadly work. |
is but an expression of avarice that rob
God, filches from the poor and with
holds from the needy.
They are in it for the money that j
in it, so was RUDE Burrows. l regard
ed Rube Burrows job the most respect
able. He would flag down the eDgi
neer with a red lantern when the trail
slowed up and stopped in the midnigh
hour in a lonely place he would say t
the engineer: eff you touch that throt
tie until l tell you to I will blow a hol'
through your body" The engineer re
piled: II obey your order"
Rube then steps On the train, pushe
his gun into each passengers face an,
says: "Give me your money" whic|
Of course they do. When he had rob
bed every passenger on board the trail
he stepped to the door of the car an
said "Good night, gentlemen; l wis
you a pleasant Journey" He steppe
onto the ground again and waved til
engineer ahead.
Rube was after the dollars; be onl
got the dollars of the unfortunate pas
sengers; he didn't touch their reputa
ton or character !; he didn't unfit theI
for making more money !; he didn't de
bauch their souls, but simply robbie
them of the little cash they had on thei
person en- route; but the saloon-keepe
robs the wretch of his last dollar an
pauperizes his family, incapacitates tb
poor drunkard from earning NOR
money and damns the poor wretch bot
soul and body in hell forever. IT thes
are not cold facts, then | wouldn't kno'
a cold fact if / we're to meet it in til
road.