Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-02-10
NO HATCREIS IN HEAVEN
says MRS. CARRIE NATION.
THE KANSAS JOINT SMASHEE
MAKES A TRIUMPHANT TOUR
THROUGH IOWA.
REAR PLATFORM RECEPTIONS
VISITED SALOONS IN DIES MONIES.
BUT MADE NO EFFORT TO
SMASH THEM.

feature anu was III the SENSE d lEIum-
phal journey for the little Kansas sa-
loon smasher. She made a dozen adj
dresses from the platform of a Rock
Island passenger train in the towns
she passed through to come to Des
Moines to deliver a lecture.
In the afternoon she visited four sa-
looms doing no damage, but drawing
such big crowd on the street that the
police were compelled to stop the cru
SADIE. In the evening she addressed
1000 people in the Y. M c. A. auditor
ium.
The journey from Council Bluffs to
Atlantic was made quietly, the hour
being too early for many people to see
the crusader. At Atlantic the first Wis
itors swarmed on the train and as
Mrs. Nation saw them coming down
the aisle, she cried out, jubilantly:
Hello, boys, glad to see you; shake
hands; God bless the boys and the
young men, i tell you l just love you
ALL"
The first large crowd of the day was
encountered at Anita, where Mrs. Ma
ton was reused, a window opened and
hands grasped through the opening.
Fully hundred persons were gather
ed on the platform and as many as
could surged up to the car and shook
hands with Mrs. Nation, who started
for the platform but the train pulled
out too suddenly for her and the Anita
ties were left behind.
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and Mrs. Nation
! Rushed to the Front Platform
of the car and after the crowd had
cheered and yelled, she grasped hands
! and then in response to the clamors
made a short speech.
| God bless you you are all saloon
smashers; l can see it in your faces
We must all work together to down rum
| and the Devil. Here's some little
boys; come up, my dears, and shake
| hands with me. Yes, I'm Carrie Ma
/ ton. You don't need to doubt II
I'm the saloon smasher. Don't look
! like it, do I? But did it with my lit
/ tie Ratchet. God bless you, my boys
! look at that sweet baby; you are lit
tie saloon smashers, amt you? Now
4 want every one of you to fill youI
| pockets with rocks and so out ano
smash saloons and joints. Good bye
| The largest crowd along the first hal
of the journey was encountered a
! Stuart. AT Casey the crowd shoot
| hands and clamored for a speech, bu
| there was not time. At Stuart the plat
form was literally covered with people
and after the customary handshake
| Mrs. Nation said:
You see l haven't my Ratchet will
me-"
Throwing back her shawl: Il CUES
| | won't need it here in this State. w
must all work together and smash tn
| saloons and joints and save ourselves
and our fellows. God bless you, AM
you ali look as if you would like t
help me. Be good and do what yol
can and meet me up inheaven."
| No Hatchets There.
| "Will YOU have your Ratchet there?'
cried out a witness.
| 'lNo; l wont need it there retortet
Mrs. Nation and the chorus or roar
| evoked by the sally were lost onl.
when the train steamed out OF sight
Large crowds were at the station a
Dexter and Earlham, while De Sot
and Bonneville turned out respectabl.
well, considering the size of the towns
| Mrs. Nation did not show any symp
| toms of fatigue. but continued as effe
| yescent and jubilant as ever.
At Valley Junction fully two hun
bred laboring men were present, man.
| of them railroad hands employed il
the Rock Island shops. There Mrs
Nation shook hands with eyerybod
within reach, especially the small boys
| and then singled out red-nosed coun
| tenanced man as her victim.
There a man that needs a salool
| smasher all right. | can tell him b,
| his looks. Come up here my friend
and shake hands with Carrie Nation
don't be afraid
The crowd roared, but the ma
simply Redeemed in the face and refus
ed to bulge.
you are one of the smashed, erie
| Mrs. Nation. u guess I'll have TO g
out there after you
Fiji Pockets With Rocks.
The crowd gave way, but Mrs. Ma
| ton laughed and the man sulked.
We've got a couple Of joints her
| in town." cried another man
Smash 'em, smash en- cried Mrs
Nation.
Turning to those nearest her, she call
ed:
Fill your pockets with rocks an
| smash the hell joints. Don't be afraid
| God will take care Of you"
Then, as the train started TO pull on
| on the last stage of its journey to De
Moines. Mrs. Nation called out as
benediction:
Its just like this trip; we're onl
passing through the world and maxim
brief stops, but see TO it that we al
meet again in heaven"
at Des Moines there were fully 800
| people cheering and yelling at the de
pot when the train pulled in. AS Mrs
Nation walked out Of the car and go
a glimpse OF the vast throng she brok
loose in childish glee, saying:
Just look at IL; just look at II
dears; may God bless every one .
After hak an hours work on tn
part of the police way was mad
through the crowd for Mrs. Nation +
reach carriage that had been provid
Continued On TentA Pags.