The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1909-08-11

B. died in a bar room in Sumter.
His father was one of the best men
ever knew. God alone knew his
sorrow.
I. He was a true soldier, sober
through four years Of war, fine
workman. got to drinking, said he
was curse to his friends and his
family. and died by his own hand.
M. never had a betetr friend.
aan never knew a man try harder
to throw off the shackles of whiskey.
1t finally got him. He left his or
phan children and fills a drunkard's g
grave.
F. Drank all his life, tried to give
up drink. time and again, said to me
one day, "Jim. would willingly lay
my right arm on stump and have
1t chopped off If 1t would stop me
from taking another drink" He went
to a drunkard's death.
B. Poor fellow, they picked him
up in baskets on the railroad track,
with broken bottle of whiskey.
j. One of the best hearted men
Sumter County ever had. If he had
an enemy. it was a very poor one
whiskey was his ruin.
d. Poor boy. followed his fathers
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grave.
M. A friend of all, generous and
kind. whiskey was his end.
j. A fine business man, with a
happy home. whiskcy dyed his hands
IL blood-fills a drunkard's grave.
B. My school-mate, true friend
served his country when boy of 16
n the war, drank himself to de1th.
G. Generous hearted, and fine
man. Had all heart could wish in
this world; died from drink in his
prime.
L. was loved by all who knew him.
. FIRE physician, gone before his
time.
w. Died in the bloom of man
hood, sold whiskey for a house III
Charleston, moderate drinker, he
said. 1t carried him to death.
r. When first saw him, was a
lovely, curly-headed, bright eyed
boy; his mother, a widow, and her
only child. ~ 1 heard a gentleman
who taught him when young man
say. he had the brightest mind he
ever saw-commenced to drink,
broke his mothers heart, and fills 4
drunkard's grave.
T. Was a brilliant orator. fine
prospects at the bar, as an attorney,
beautiful young wife, with every
prospect pleasing; the bar rooms Of
'umter were his ruin, and he died ~
the gutter.
w. A fine young physician, with
II loving wife and child. a man Of
Neaith, and fills 4 drunkard's grave
Y. My school, mate. and friend.
Had the finest managed farm in this
;,ction. went to the dogs, and died a
drunkard.
l could go on with this fearful roll
call, but is it not enough to melt
the hardest hearted shylock, who for
the love of money. is willing to de-
strOy his weak brother, and send him
to dreadful doom? And now ask.
can any man of reason say he be-
lieves a just God will not require the
blood of these men at the hands OF
those who sold them the whiskey, or
induced them to drink and become
drunkards, and those who encOur-
aged and upheld the whiskey traffic
What does our final Judge say? "Woc
to him that buildeth a town with
blood and establisheth a city by in
iquity.'"
"Woe unto him that giveth his
neighbor drink. that putteth thy bot
tie to him and maketh him drunk"
/ ask in all reason. IL il is no:
enough. shall this thing go on for
ever. and we continue to pile up the
awful record, and see our best and
brightest go down to drunkards
DEATH and not do all we can to stop
1t. The State has done her part and
closed the doors, and now, the re-
sponsiblity rests on each voter to
say II they shall be opened again.
We have come to that point when
there Is no escaping the responsibility
no one can stand aside, and hands
on "They that are not for me are
against me-" Therefore | charge ev-
cry voter in South Carolina, who ia
EOrS thn calo Of xuh;Slyo,, tLo% L.