The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-05-30
JONES TO THE WOMEN.
Continued from Tenth Page,

a@N
he devil once gets his foot on womans |
hreast there is no chance for her again. |
and l want to tell you the modest wo-
4 man buttons her collar around her throat |
Every time. God save me from the mod
arn society woman that buttons hers |
around her waist.
.sTalk about women blushing at what
Sam Jones has said at these meetings
well I've stood up here before you every
night and l haven't seen any of them
blnsh l don't believe it and I've been
iooking right at You all the time. 1 can
+sIl a woman's blushing if I'm looking
AZ her. can't I? Huh?
And If I'd seen one of them blushing
a. what 1 said 1 would have rebuked
law bless you, sis, this amt the
nIoee to blush. This amt even the place
- turn up your nose and you know if
a woman don't like what's going on that's
ne first thing she'll do. She'll kick up
her nose"
Rapidly the preacher sketched some of
+be evils he had attacked during his stay
IN savannah, stressing gambling and
shrinking There are gambling heils on
every side of you; there are go saloons in
savannah, where is being poured out
every day and every night stuff that is
soating your boy to hell Why don't you
hush and turn up your nose at these?
.oThis isn't the place for it. Not here,
u,here for two weeks we have Illuminated
AGAINST and denounced everything that
ever ruined a boy or wrecked home
THE beer-swigging women, the wine
drinking society women, are afraid to
come here-afraid they will hear some
thing that will overturn their conceit or
sbatfer their vanity. But you good, old
mothers, you Cody, Christian, praying
u-o,nen. have come here and sat here
everv day and every night, and some of
YOU have come early and gone to roost be-
fore SHUTDOWN"
Somebody asked me once what had
n do with society, why 1 was always
talking against society's doings and So
cietv people. 1 told him that once when
I came back from a long and hard trip
and asked my wife what was the great
est trouble she had to bear, she had told
mo # was having to refuse our children
nernission to do those things that were
permitted by the parents of their young
friends and that sometimes they felt
hurt at her and felt she was not treating
them kindly, when she would not permit
them to do things regarded as harmless
by those they knew.
/ That's what I've got against society.
You society women, so called have been
IN the way of every good mother In
Georgia, and I'm going to lambaste you
every chance l get
you woman who will send your daugh-
4 ter to the corner grogshop to buy buck
Of of beer for your dinner! Sister you
/ ought to have been dead and in hell be-
fore a daughter was born at your house.
Drink! Drink The rich drink champagne
and the poor drink beer, and you niggers,"
/ said the evangelist, turning to the colored
4 norton of his feminine audience, drink
anything you can get.
"Oh you needn't to get mad at me.
It's not the first time you've been mad,
and you don't worry me a bit. If your
husband would tell the truth, he'd say,
Law me- Jones, that's just train a-pass-
& ing She does that half the time
"Modesty. Teach your girl to be mod
est in her dress I'll tell you that since
the girls in the towns have begun to cut
off their dresses ait the top for the ball
room and at the bottom for the bicycle,
I'm getting uneasy about them 1 am
4 There was story to illustrate the crav
Ing of the average man and woman, who
accumulate money, to enter society and
| the ruin and disgrace that sometimes
follow. 1t had the ring of truth and sin
certify and it was skillfully told. Its finale,
of mingled tragedy and pathos, and hu-
I man sin and human weakness, caused
many a handkerchief to creep stealthily
to many an eye in every part of the TAB
ernacle.
You women sit out there and say, 4
never could see any harm in dancing, o"
card playing or drinking a glass of wine
4 You fool you. Look around over your
town and see the lost and ruined women,
who are blight on womanhood; look
at the gambling hells that are enticing
men and boys to their doom; look at the
hundreds of saloons, which are floating
4 your husbands and your sons to ruin.
4 Amt you got no sense, sister?
Sit back there and shipper and say:
never could see any harm in dancing in
my life Sister if you're honest, you're
weakminded. You ought to get your nog-
gin examined. Il never could see the harm
IN glass of wine or beer Sister, you
are a good old thing, but you're foolish.
You can't see anything"
God pity the wife who's lost her grip
on her husband. God pity the mother who
has boy who'll get drunk or a girl she
i can't trust
You never will know what your girl is
worth until she stands on the floor to get
married. Then she thinks she's going to
get value received and you can kinder
inquire out what she's worth by what she
Gets. know there must be many a wo-
man who has repented her of her bargain.
haven't some of you wished a thousand
times you had lived and died an old
mad? l mean some of you. You know
VINO mean, don't your"
don't believe in divorce but l can
understand how some of you would be
n anAAls to get rid of your husbands Men
eouldn do the thousands of mean things
Aey DO every year in this country if it
"aSh so. l am sorry for woman who
ras married a pusinanimous rascal, and
iots OF you have done H.
Ana God pity the man who has married
aIusslng wife. can understand how the
pOor fellow could sing with oyerpowering
oOlNiction, the old song that begins: I
A WOULD not live always" There was a
vIeht Amen" from a seat near the
pIauorm, where sat Rev. ]. A. Smith,
Aiiu Mr. Jones, looking over and spotting
sle author of the response, said: Brother
'ulith says Amen Everybody laughed.
III l. what great force a woman is! Your
1ushter can be a load on you that will
Sgur you 70 earth, or she can be a pair of
"lnss that will lift you towards the
ep'es or heaven. 1t does look as If some
"uleh jump out of their cradles and
II a'l straight on the road to hell, but
tsl OF them get their first training in
rt F homes God pity the mother who
ea'nKs she cannot run her home without a
PACK Of cards.
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