The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1897-10-29
w. CT. u. COLUMN
CONDUCTED BY MRS. M. l.. HOBBS.
CALL TO DUTY.


Not the drunkard, butthe drunk
ard maker; not the drunkard
shame, but the saloon, is the ques
ton that every one Of us is meeting
because we find out that the saloo
is the boulder on the track, and tn
reason why we do not succeed.
If the saloon is the thing in th'
way, then that must be the thinI
to be struck.
The next question is, where shall
we go to strike it?
4 Now, shall we 60 to the prayer
meeting?
Well, the saloon is not in tn
prayer-meeting; if it WIS, there ar
a good many men in this countr,
that wouldn't find it. for they d.
not go themselves. Is it in tn,
realm of scientific instruction?
Scarcely!
Is it in the realm of the reformed
mems meetings?
No!
When we came to look carefully
into this question, we found ou
that the saloon was in politics, lean
ing up against the solid bulwarks
'of state and national law.
Talk about the saloon being ;
moral question!
There is not shred OF morality
within million miles of the saloon
1t is political inside and politica
outside; it is political upside and
downside; it is political on the Re-
publican side and on the Demo
cratic side, and it is political clear
through.
And any man whose religion il
so sublime, so thin, so heavenly,
that he cannot carry it where it is
needed, and speak for home and
country there from the heights of
conscience, the heights of prayer
and the heights of his Christian
living, he had better be gently
chloroformed and sent to heaven,
for he is of no use here.
Where is the saloon power of
which we complain and everybody
complains?
Does il lie in the number of men
engaged in the business?
Certainly notl
Where then is the power Of the
saloon to-day?
Dear friends, it lies in the wrong
attitude of the government toward
il?
Wherever our flag floats to-day,
il says with the saloon tucked away
unde. its folds: "You can stay
here by law, and the United States
Df America holds for twenty-five
dollars the golden key thet unIocks
he sluice- ways OF death TO the feet
Of our children.
Men call it revenue.
What is the cry of our reform to-
lay?
The men and women stand on the
heights of better thinking and they
ing down in the hearts of our peo-
pie the old cry:
"You can't make legally and
yovernmentally right the thing that
8 morally wrong"
Already the conscientious believe
llready the thoughtful pause to lis
en-.
The hour is at the door when
citizenship and awakened
conscience shall elevate prohibition
n state and nation to the throne of
uccessful majorities, and this evil
will 60 down.
There is not a thing possible to
humanity but what this intelligent
epuhlic with the aid Of God Al
mighty can do.
The morning light breaks over
ur hilltops and the hour Of our de- !
Iverance is near.
What, then, is our duty?
To stand in onr places and do
he thing that God would have us
o from the heights of conscience.
iod doesn't need any political
arty, but he does need menl mem
len!
Men too clean to compromise, too
trong to swerve, too noble to be
adgered out Of their rights.
God doesn't need the Republican
arty; He doesn't need the Demo
ratio party; He doesn't need the
'rohibition party; He needs mem
nat will do His will, and that is all
nat is needed this hour.
Father, that is your duty.
Blue eyes, gray eyes, brown eyes,
, like your own or his mothers.
Read the gospel Of your political