The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1901-01-16
LAUGHTER AND
TEARS MINGLED

better life. I know how it is. You so
down the street, and you are not think
ing of taking drink at all. but you meet
some old cronies, and they rush up and
shake hands, and pretty soon they say,
Come on in and have something with
me- and you, you don't want to be
laughed at or to raise curious questions,
so you just go right along, and the next
thing they have you landed.
!, Il tell you, it's association that does
it. That's what fixes things up. This
treating system, oh that's where the
trouble comes in, and don't you know
they are not bad men that do it, either.
Quite to the contrary; the fellow that
treats is usually generous, open-heart-
ed, cordial, sympathetic fellow! Some
times there is one of another kind gets
among them, but he don't last long. Once
in while you find a man that drinks
lots of whisky but it's all other peoples
He never treats. And when he gets home
he locks up the pepper and salt on his
wife.
Honest and true we are responsible
for about all the trouble we have in
this world, and for the troubles of those
We love and that love us too, God help
them. Think of the happiness of Others
that is tied up in you. 1t may be your
father, your mother, maybe it's someone
dearer than all the world to you, and
maybe she's breaking her heart about it.
Maybe a lot of sorrow and sadness has
come into her life and she's thinking she
would rather be dead than to live, be-
cause the one she loves has gone. God
help heri 1 tell you we shall reap dS
we SOW. 1t is the unrepealable law OF
God with men. I beg of you stop and
think of it. / am going away soon, and
1 will never see you again. because 1 am
going to heaven, God helping me- before
can ever get around here to see you
again. Maybe some day you will read
in the paper that Francis Murphy is
dead. Maybe there will be some of you
who will say, I remember him. 1 hope
so. There are dear ones watching and
waiting for me up there and there are
dear ones watching and waiting for you,
and they are looking upon what you are
doing.
Men, you don't want to get any kind
of religion that you are ashamed of.
Don't do that Let that great religion
of love enter into your hearts, for all
you have to do, is to let it-let it enter
and grow and suffuse your whole exist
ence, and become ingrained and part Of
your character. Just recognize the good
ness and mercy of God in your life.
And, oh fellows, if you don't want re-
ligion yourself, and If you won't sign the
pledge yourself, let me tell you some-
thing. Don't, for Gods sake, don't pull
some poor fellow up to the counter and
make him drink again. There will be
some poor fellow who is trying to break
away from it, thank God, and don't you
drag him up again. Give him a chance,
won't you? / know how it is. / have
been there myself. 1 have tried to break
away and 1 have been pulled back. I'd
have just a little and I'd start home to
my dear little wife, and some fellow
would want to treat, and I'd say, 'Scuse
me, Tom, had 'nuff' QIere Mr. Murphy
illustrated his attempts to get out of the
saloon with his comrades pulling aim
back by the coat; how he got away and
marched triumphantly home, as well ds
he was able, and how he met his wife
at the door) And poor soul, she'd say,
oh, husband and she would feel so
bad! Then I'd have to try all over
again. Oh, let us have fair play don't
let's try to pull fellow back when he
is making an effort to get away from
what we all know is bad for him. Give
him a chance, boys, and don't try to
treat when he don't want to accept it.
''I was going to say / hated the treat
ing custom; but there was time when
I loved it. I knew what sociability It
was, and I knew the pleasure of asking
a fellow that you liked to have a drink.
But now-thirty years between drinks!
What do you think of that, fellows?
Amt that a corker, and there amt bit
of thirst in my throat either! God AL
mighty saved me and I loved it better
than I loved sweet milk. Talk about
your new-mown hay and your Jockey
Club and your sweet clover-why, they
amt in it with the smell of drop to