People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1896-10-02

1iNougu ner DOuy. one called ner boy
to go after the doctor. He stood by
her side as her life blood ebbed away.
She said: doctor, we'll never say good
bye in heaven. There'll be no rent,
rent, rent, to pay there, doctor" And
her life slipped away. Brethren, that
is going on every night, and every day,
in the United States; and, still, we
Christian men stand up and suffer it.
God Almighty, help us to come to the
rescue of the suffering womenl pro
longed applause).
am going to get you some machines
here. -Four machines, Watch them
This is a saw mill There is the grist-
mill. There is a paper-mill; and there
is gin mill. Hello, saw-mill! What
your power?" Power, steam and
water" Turn her on!" and you hear
the wheel fly and the buzz of the saw.
What your material?" Sawed logs"
Make lumber from sawed logs?"
Yes, sir; and make some thing out Of
it." So it takes its place in the indus
tries of the country. What is your
grist-mill power?" Power, steam and
water" Turn her on, and on" and
you hear the creaking mill, Maggie!
What you manufactured" ''Flour,
flour" ''We will keep you supplied
with bread "What your paper mill
power?" Steam and water" "What
is your raw material?" "Old rags. :"
What your product?' Paper, paper"
Paper made from old rags?' Eyes,
sir" "Good institution; keep your
place."
Gin mill, ''look, herel l haven't
much confidence in you. You say you
are gin mill?" "Yes, Sir" what
is your power?" The votes of the
Methodsts and Baptists of the coun-
try" "Shut your mouth! (Applause).
Eyes, Stewart, that is right. You ask
some Of these men. The very day all
the Methodists and all the Baptsts, to
say nothing of the other churches, quit
voting for me- that day L stop still,
never 10 go again" Is it not so? ZAP
plause). Any man doubt it? If so, I
will prove it, Is it so? Answer me.
ANSWERS from the audiences: "Yes, yes,
yes.') Every one that says it is so, say
yes" eyes, yes, yes" from all parts
of the alternately had to get a good
deal of evidence to believe that, you
know: but they have put it down on
=
and Baptists! What is your raw-ma-
terial? Calls three boys to the stage,
saying: Come here, boys l won't
hurt you.O What is,yourIraw-material?
American boys! Throws his arms
around the three boys before HIM.
Whose boys? Your boys and my boys
Tear them from our homes and our
bosoms. Listen! A man was shot down
in Atlanta. He was drinking. In his
pockets was found list containing the
names of eighty-five young men; on the
paper was written: "These young
men, to my knowledge, during the last
few years, have come to their graves
by liquor in Atlanta, Georgia." Give
me the boys! "What's that?' l hear
mother say: "Oh, Mr.. Stewart, not
those boys" "Why not?" "They are
my boys" "Well, who are you?" Don't
the American mothers have to furnish
the American boys? Give me your
boys. Ihear a father say: "They are
my boys-not those boys-they are
mine" Why not? This American in
dustry has to be run Give me your
boys! When l made this speech in Aus
tin, Texas, when Brother Jones and
were there. Doctor ----- said:
George Stewart, whose ooys did you
have up there?r II don't know" You
had the boy of the booll-keeper of the
biggest wholesale liquor dealer in this
town" Didn't l get close home? That
night, Brother Jones preached. I saw
man crying like a child. l said tc
him: ''Brother, are you a Christian?'
, so, my, my, it was my boy you had on
the platform today" 'You are not q
Christian?" 'No!" Don't you want
to be-" Yes 1t makes much diff,
ference as to whose boys they are
Grind these boys up-heart, soul, mind
and body-grind them up. Ground tip
What the manufactured article? Three
poor old druukards, What good for?
There is your raw-material.
What is the man-ufacturec
article? Drunkards. What good
foro Railroads don't want them
merchants don't want them nothing
wants them, but politics-and they are
mighty rotten stuff in politics Zap
plause).
Come here, drunkard; get up. Z"
can't stand up" Come here, I will lif
you. Drunkard, what made you? "Tha
> saloon made me-" Saloon, what mad,
you? Law made me-" Law, whit
E made you? "Lawmaker made me.
Lawmaker, who made you? "Tha
Baptist deacon and Methodist steward
made me- Saloon made drunkard
, law made the saloon; lawmal1er a. ad,
the law; Methodist stewards and Bap
fists deacons made the lawmalzer. Pu
them on chain togetehr. Now, comi
to the lower end of it. "Drunkard
where are you going?' Going to hell.
How do you know?' Old drunkart
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