The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1895-09-03
IMPASSIONED LOGIC.
A SECOND SPEECH TO CHRIS
TIAN ENDEAvORERs.

ley, Pours Forth More of His Soul
Stirring Denunciations of the whis-
ky Curse.
We reprint the following partial re-
port of a second speech delivered by
John G. Woolley at the Christian En-
deavor convention from Boston daily
paper:
Music hall was crowded with mass
of men and women yesterday afternoon.
They went there to hear the great and
impassioned temperance orator, John G.
Woolley of Chicago, speak upon "Pa-
triotism Versus Partyism. His address
was not dissimilar to that which he
made last Thursday evening in Tent
Endeavor upon Christian Endeavor
Versus the Saloon" This is, in fact,
his singular aud all pervading tocsin-
crush out the liquor traffic. The crowd
began flowing into the hall as early as
10 80 o'clock, although the hour for the
meeting was announced as at O'Clock.
By 80 o'clock the seats were occupied,
with the exception of few in the gal
leries, but half an hour later that por-
ton was filled up. Then the people
crowded in around the wall spaces and
in every door, and there were "crushes"
on the outside AS no more could get in
the exercises were begun before the
specified time, opening with prayer,
followed by singing.
When Mr.. Woolley arose to speak, he
was given quite a reception. He said in
part:
Whatever we do we do to the glory
of God and in the name of Jesus Christ
When you see a man go to the polls
with saloon keeper at his side and
brewer behind him and brothel keeper
in his company and vote the same
ticket, it is exactly as if that man went
to the polls and prayed Almighty God:
Dry up the saloons, but don't let them
be dried up at the expense Of my party
or by the fanatical interposition of the
third party; dry up the saloons, but let
us down by the Scandinavian system.
When a man votes he prays. When 1
staggered up against Jesus Christ and
got a glimpse of glory I found that there
was place where drunkard could find
rest and a condition that would stop
drunkenness, and that he could make
his way through this drink cursed
country. No saloon keeper troubled me,
for bear in my body the marks Of the
Lord Jesus Christ. Applause.
"From that morning said, SO help
me God, will vote no ticket at any
election that does not mean death to the
saloon. [Great applause.
"When my Quaker friend says he
will use any of the political parties, I
part company with him. will use no
dirty thing to serve my Saviour with.
1 will use no soiled, goddess thing to
honor Jesus with. Applause. There
is much good in them all, but when you
come to take the political machines by
which to express Christian citizenship
in opposition to the saloon the Repub-
lican party is contemplate, and SO as to
all the other things am ready to take
off my hat to them all, but if you mean
to kill the saloon and the liquor traffic
you must let them alone and hope that
in time they will become prohibition
parties. Applause. l say when that
time comes I will 60 back into the Re-
publican party, out of which I came
but while the Republican ticket means
license of any sort, so help me God, I
hope my hand will wither before put
such ticket into the ballot box. If
that is heresy, cannot help it. lap
plause and voice, at is not. ,"
II have got to stand as straight as a
church spire for God or else go back to
the slums. When church spire bows
over to take the arm of a saloon keeper
on election day, to go to the polls, that
church spire is out of plumb.
whats the matter with the country?
Men say the trouble is the demonetiza-
ton of silver or the Mckinley law per-
haps. The matter is not money, tariff
or lack of it, 1t is the lack of confidence
in the people who do the politics of the
country. 1t is the general spirit of dew
iltry in the land. Applause. Ninety
five per cent of the voters are teaching
their sons that it is not good politics to
be dead square with Jesus Christ on
election day. Applause.
Whenever man prays down with
the saloon and votes against the saloon,
then we will begin to have prayer an
swered. There are too many kinds Of
Christians-a kind for election day, for
Sunday and for other days-but there is
only one kind of truth and Chr istianity
Applause.
sit is like the dog taken into the
woods to find lost child as playmate,
but which went after a rabbit, chip
munk and pheasant according as he
scented them, and of which the master IS
servant said: I'VE can't depend upon
him. There are too many kinds of dog
in him. Laughter and applause. ]
That's tho matter. There are too many
kinds of Christianity. Let us speak one