The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1895-09-19

can now afford to preach to some rea
stingy folks. You folks that take the
best seats generally pay the least. L
he wasn't going to give something he'c
roost further back.
The committee thought you'd divy
and settle the bill tonight. But he
didn't. Your Uncle Jones has Travelled
If there's anything he enjoys it is tC
make you stingy devils turn loose a
nickel. Some women say, my huS-
band pays for me-" The old dog
/ don't pay for himself. The fellow
that comes to meeting and won't pay
| is the cOmmonest kind of dog. II
| he had four legs and tail, he'd suck
eggs.
The collection is to pay expenses.
Don't go away and say Sam Jones
took a collection for himself. He
don't have to, thank God. There's
| lots in not having to.
| MAKES THE FUR FLY.
Mr.. Jones took as his text the last
| verse of the ninth chapter of Ecclesi-
astes: Wisdom is better than weap-
| ons of war, but one sinner destroyeth
much good"
From this text he preached red
hot sermon, turning loose canon,
the fur fly from all classroom editors
down to lawyers and preachers.
The preacher dwelt mainly upon
the last clause of the text: zone sim
ner destroyeth much good" Who's a
sinner? What's a sinner? The liar
is the man that tells lies; the drunk
ard is the man that gets drunk:
the thief is the man that steals. In
this world custom and habit is such
that we make distinctions. If a mig
ger steals chicken he's thief and
goes to the penitentiary; but if a
fellow steals million it is called
misapEropriation and he's dubbed
Colonel. The tune of America is set
to the dollar. If man has money
he's gentleman. God don't make
such distinctions.
Did you ever hear of a man being
turned out of the church that was
preacher said, no. Bless your soul,
nelghbor, they don't turn them sort
out.
Write the word "wrong" on piece
of paper. Place s. bill over it. Do
you see any wrong now? All a fell
lows got to do with his deyiltry Is to
cover it up with money.
You've got the liquor business COW
cred with money. Fourteen saloons
in Winston; tax $500; about $1,000 in
habitantS-about so cents head.
That's what the liquor crowd pay for
debauching your town and damning
your people. A hog brings S12 and
folks sell at so cents head. A whole
family wouldn't bring as much as
sucking pig. inston-Salem, with
all it's boasted refinement and educa-
tion, says to the liquor men, give US
so cents a piece and you can go ahead
ana debauch our town. That's all
you get. Expect you get all you're
worth.
No amount of money will cover up
sin in the eyes of God. The drunk
ard is a drnnkard, the gambler a
gambler, etc, whether he be mil
lionaire or a bum. Some of you say
Sam Jones is indecent, but he never
saw the day he'd sell out for so cents.
This was dry town once. He had
some sort of respect for a town that
had never voted whiskey out, but
those that have had it out and then
vote it back are the lowest down set
he ever met. You say they'll have
blind tigers and we can't enforce the
law. That's lie. You can enforce
it, if you have anybody to enforce it.
All that is needed in any town is one
man. You've got lots of pieces
here, but they don't fit. Parkhurst
shown that law can be enforced.
The fact that you commit sin
proves you are sinner. You can't
convict more than one in ten before
jury. He would bring them to the
bar of their own conscience. Are you
a sinner before God? The preacher
sailed into the lawyers that defeat the
ends of justice and then says he did
it as an attorney.
newspaper than they are of God and
the final Judgment. Sam Jones amt
afraid of editors. They can't hurt a
fellow that's lived right. But if
they've got the drop on you, you'd
better git. He had respect for decent
newspapers. They are great moral
force.
There you are sitting out there, you
dirty scoundrel, and member of the
church, and voted for liquor. II you
voted for whiskey, you've got to re-
pent and be forgiven or go to hell
for it.
Turning to the preachers, Sam ask
ed: Gam / preaching right? Speak
out !" Yes, "came in response. ''Why
didn't you do it before l got here,
then" Great laughter.)
He was here to uphold all that is
right and denounce all, that is wrong
| drunk, you dirty scoundrel. 1t amt
what Sam Jones says, but tie truth
of what he says that gets there. If a
fellows clean and decent and serves
God, it won't hurt him. But If
you're dirty you can't stand it. God
gets no higher than innocence. The
devil gets no lower than guilt. Are
you guilty?
He wouldn't take the record of a
I saloon keeper and go to the judgment
| of God with it for all the money in
the world. They are as decent as the
| town. They are manufactured by
| the town. You've got fourteen
| fellows licensed and protected to do
more damnable work than Rube
! Burrows.
The preacher asked all to stand up
who thought that whiskey- selling
was worse than train robbing
The response was not very large.
town. Not only dominated by liquor
men, but you are afraid to speak your
sentiments. If ] was going to sell
/ liquor, I'd move to Winston-a nice
| old town where / could buy 'em up
for so cents head.
There are hundred boys here that
If they don't change their course,
there's going TO be some broken
hearted mothers. Boys, I'd go to the
gates Of hell and pull you back.
If one sinner can do much evil, what
will one Thousand turned loose on q
community do?
| One consecrated, good man can de
/ stroy much evil.
He never mentioned money in com
ing here. He had one object. He
wanted TO do some good in the town
He wanted to put God and the right
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