Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-05-24
Sundays Famous
Booze Sermon
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kicking it out. The Masons and the
Odd Fellows and the knights of Pyth-
las and the "A. o. U. w. are closing
their doors and are saying to the
whisky seller:
Get out. and don't wiggle your
dirty, sinking carcass into our
lodge"
Saloon Statistics.
mo, sir. Hear me a minute, boys
There are $4,000 saloons in the United
States. Allowing fifty feet frontage il
would make a solid street from New
York to Chicago.
Five million men, women and chill
dren go daily into the grog shops OF
this country for a drink. Marching
Tor them to pass this tabernacle
hve abreast it would take 81 days
marching twenty miles day. They
would reach $50 miles.
In Year.
"On the first day of January $780,
600 of the young men of the country
went into the grog shops and began
their public career as drunkards.
"All right! Let that damnable old
hell-soaked macerator, known as the
saloon, grind and chew and spit GU,
and l will come back and say:
Hey! Mr.. Whisky gang! The
American sovereign people gave you
last January 100000 of our young men
l come as representative of the
mothers and the churches and the
schools. Give me back my boys!
What have you got? One hundred
and siNty-f1ve thousand puking, vom-
iting drunkards rolling in their own
excrement. I say:
March them out. Let me count
them and they come out.
You are 10000 short. Where are
they?
"One hundred and ten thousand men
die drunkards every year, twelve per
hour, 300 per day.
One man will throw his hands to his
head and life will go out like a burnt
match.
"Aonther will cry: Mother. Mother
and stagger into hell.
Another will leap in front of a
train; another will leap from a bridge:
another man will turn the pistol on
himself; and stab his own heart with a
dagger; and the body will lie in the
snow, and in the spring the buzzards
will find the body.
"On goes the damnable trail of in
fanny and iniquity.
A Funeral.
What is that music that hear? A
funeral procession.
1t is 5000 miles long. One hundred
and ten thousand hearses in it, and in
each hearse the body of man that
died in America last year-a drunk
ard
To license such a dirty incarnation
of rot is the dirtiest thing this side OF
hell. You can't make me believe that
the manhood of Marshalltown and this
township are such fellows that they
won't rise up in the name of the church
and manhood and womanhood. You
can't make me believe it.
In the Name Of Deceney.
Come on, whisky gang, defy you
I stand in the name of wife and chill
dren and in the name of my country's
flag and with the blood of as good a
soldier going thru my veins as ever
lived and 1 defy your cussed gang to
come into the clear and fight me.
The Cost.
Do YOU know what it costs to make
a gallon of whisky? 1t costs 90 cents
to make a gallon. Sold at 10 cents a
glass it will bring 81 A barkeeper
said:
why, the way they dilute the damn
able stuff it will bring nearer S."
believe that one cause flor the in
crease of crime in this country is the
damnable peisons that they put in the
whisky, which makes a man want to
murder and to kill 1t costs 90 cents to
make gallon Of whisky-not counting
the licorice and tobacco and cochineal
ard potash and strychnine, nor the log
wood and the absinthe and fusil OF.
and dirty, sinking stuff.
1t costs 20 cents to make a gallon of
whisky and that gallon sold at 10
cents glass will bring "a.
Who gets the 20 cents? The farmer
for his apples, corn and rye.
Who gets the rest of it? The United
States government for revenue and the
big corporations to pave the streets.
Blood in the Streets.
Did You ever think how much of
your blood Is down in those stones
that have paved the streets?
You say: eve paved them with the
revenue from the Saloons"
Who pays the revenue for the sa-
looms? You did, you poor cuss. 1t was
not their money. They took 1t from
you, you fool. You pave the streets.
You are a fool to do that
tell you, will show you some-
thing this afternoon. Where does ii
60?
Where II Goes.
1t goes to the velvet handed gam
bier!
I know man who has taken his
stand for Jesus and the whisky gang
are making ali kinds of threats against
him. say: 'You go to hell"
know cigarmaker that they are
trying to browbeat and a clothing
man!
You fight the trusts. tell you the
biggest trust in the United States to-
day is the whisky trust. They have
their clutches on everything, and they
are the worst enemy of the working
men and the labor union on the face of
the earth.
Now, sir. the cry is Money! Mon
cyl" am going to show how we
burn it up. You won't need half sense
to understand and if you don't, just
keep still and nobody will know the
difference.
Colonel Politics on House.
Now 1 go and say Colonel Politics,
what is the matter with the country
"Mr. Sunday, it is the free silver
bugbear. We have slipped an eccen-
trio, we have gone off on a tangent.
We are not at the right basis of equil-