The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1895-09-19
WOE UNTO WINSTON. .
TaETWO EVANGELISTS JUMP ON
THE wHISKEY TRAFFIC.
"Woe to Him That Buildeth a Town
With Blood and Establisheth
City by Infquity."-Sam Talks.

4 WOE to Him That Bu1lQetn AOWn
With Blood and Establisheth
City by Intquity."-Sam Talks.
A more powerful arraignment Of
the whiskey traffic was perhaps never
heard in Winston-Salem than the
sermon delivered Sunday afternoon
by Evangelist Stuart.
The warehouse was packed with
women and men. Mr.. Stewart an
nounced his text and began reading it
this Way: "WOe unto WinStOn-Salem,
North Carolina, that giveth her neigh
Dor drink Woe to him that buildeth
a town with blood and establisheth a
city by iniquity."
The text was selected from the
second chapter of Habakkuk, 9th and
18th verses, and the Evangelist said
that he believed the Lord intended
it just as he had read it. In giving
both towns Mr. Jones remarked that
! Salem was excepted as he was glad
to say that the old town has been free
, from the curse long time.
| think l am going to preach the
gospel this afternoon pure and simple,
! said Mr.. Stuart. What helps man
here in this life will help him here after
What is there that makes more
helps the widows and orphans most?
The time to help them is to stop the
traffic Let us begin the fight. If
the ministers of this town were to lay
down everything else for the next
year and drive out the curse it would
be the biggest II months work they
ever did.
"Woe unto the city and nation that
give our neighbors drink"
TO i
is the financial question that is caus-
ing all of the disturbance. There is
1924 900, 900 in silver and 1864, O00.0 900
in gold in the United States. Our
whiskey bill is 1920, 900, 900 for one
year. We drink that much up. Why
don't the politicians handle this ques.
tiOn? The trouble is they have got
into co-partnership with Congress
and the State Legislature.
(Mr. Jones here asked if there was
a member of the Legislature PRESENT.
We could burn all National banks
Whiskey is more than the cotton
market and sugar bounty, with rice
put on top of them. Money is not
money and traffic is not traffic, but the
world is marching to the tune Of a
dollar The great old whiskey devil
is eating US up and nobody is crying
out against it in Winston. (Mr. Jones
schools going without it,
l say down with the traffic and up
with the boys of this country. L am
made of the stuff that will fight it
until / die. God help the citizens of
Winston to turn on the fight.
MIR. JONES TALKS.
The sentiment against whiskey in
this town is mighty low down.
/ have got you on your feet again,
you old, lazy yaller dog, who votes for
whiskey. The barkeeper is gentle
man, christian and scholar by the
side Of you.
Let me tell you. I am now what l
have always been-consolidate con-
centrated, uncompromising, every
thing against whiskey.
You church members have got to
repent or you'll go to hell, you little
puppy you. l would call you a dog,
Bud, but you amt big enough.
Down with the damnable stuff. I'm
waiting for you preachers to jump up
and down. You should raise the
black flag. When can you have the
next election? 1t seems that you
don't keep Up with the devil. They
1.-THE preachers) have laid down too.
(Some one stated that an election
could be held next May)
Mr.. Jones asked all who endorsed
Mr.. Stewards sermon and wanted to
see the liquor traffic put -out in Wins
ton, to stand up. Thouands of men
and women arose at once.
Mr.. Jones then stated that if those
who stood up did not stand by their
action they were low down dirty liars.
l tell you if you don't I'll come to see
you and I'll bring a box of monkeys to
feed you. You can tell the saloon
men to get rid of the liquor they have
got on hand.
Preachers, notify your members
what they are expected to do. Neigh
Dor, let US resolve that no more
next May. You talk about the blind
tigers. Prosecute them.
When l moved back to Gainesville
II years ago and began denouncing
the saloons the crowd blew up my
carriage shed with dynamite. They
also notified me that il didn't let up
on them they would blow up my
house, with my wife and children. l
counseled my wife about this and
asked her if l should keep on going
for them. She said yes, that she'd
just as soon go to heaven by the dy-
Mantle route as any other way. l
then loaded my double-barrelled gun
with buck shot and sent word to the
gang that if they came in my yard
that night / would have the coroner
up next morning to see who they
were. My town is so dry most of the
time that you can't spit. You great
big lawyers, doctors and merchants, l
could put 500 of you in my vest
pocket and would not know you were
there unless you got to riding my
toothpick. You can have prohibition
if you want it.
/ feel sorry for some of you women.
All you need is man for husband.
If was in your place 1 would wean
the baby, take it out of the cradle,
put him in and begin nursing him.
/ am not fighting the saloon keeper.
He is the most decent gentleman of
the two