The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1910-11-10
ETCHINGS FROM EHRHARDT
A BUDGET OF NEWS FROM A
GOOD COMMUNITY.
OUR CORRESPONDENT GIVES
FREE REIN TO HIS PEN.
Discusses Prohibition. That Circular
Letter, a Fox Chase, and Other
Matters-News of Ehrhardt.

rNaILcrS-NS"S VI
Ehrhardt, November 7.-1nvestiga-
ton of the daily AID weekly receipts
of whiskey received at the express Of
flee here, disclosing that to some ex-
tent drinking on the sly is carried on
in this community, and is doubtless
the rule everywhere, is so monstrous
az to place the prohibition law, in so
far as whiskey is concerned, in such
damnable disrepute as to excite feel
ings Of disgust in the minds of all
well-thinking men within Ehrhardt's
territory of trade.
The hope and effort to cure the
drink habit by enactment Of prohibi-
tory laws will prove to be as frank
failure as was ever sustained by a
people since the world began, nor will
such realization become a reality as
long as the world lasts.
On the other hand, the evidence in
this town alone of fostering law so
productive of crime is so great, and
growing with each succeeding day,
that it is hardly extravagant to say
that if other necessities of life were
placed under such a ban the Ameri-
can people would, within hundred
years, degenerate into a race as lewd,
lawless, reproachful and disobedient
as was the house Of judah when
God gave his beloved and chosen
people into Babylonish captivity for
a period of seventy years, the crown-
ing act of meteing out to them de-
served punishment for their sins, and
to save a remnant out Of which He
would build up another race to His
name.
The only way to effectively lessen
the drink evil (you can't destroy it,
is in congressional enactment Of laws,
making it a crime, with severe pun
ishment, for the distiller, the mixer
and the blender to place any other on
the market than one hundred proof
straight goods. 1t is not the whiskey
out it is the poison the tippler i'm
bibes in this day and time that causes
ninety-ive per cent. of the evil ef-
fects of drinking.
Since the failure Of the law has
been so we'll established, If the pro-
hibitionists may still care to accom-
plish lasting benefit upon humanity,
let them memorialize congress as a
body for the enactment of such laws
as has been suggested in this writing,
which, if they succeed in doing, would
soon be looked upon as blessing ten
thousand times ten thousend more
effective than trying to enforce a
law that never did and never will pro-
hibt.
Mr.. H. C. Copeland enjoyed "a fox
hunt a few mornings since that prob
ably approached in enthusiasm The
Chase immortalized in verse by Sir
Walter Scott, the grand old sage
whose pen beautified every subject he
ever wrote upon, in his day.
There was modern bard, a sort
of gallberry-bay pooret, that, unbid-
den, hung on the outskirts of the
chase, and, when opportunity offered,
fired some blank cartridges along the
trail in spite of Nature and all her
protests. His first explosion rang out
on the morning air thusly:
Ere twas dawn Cape blew the horn,
One long, loud and piercing blast,
That swelled through the sleeping
town,
And awoke old crier at last,
Who with Buck, Dash and Palmetto,
Scampered off in dog array,
Prancing shifting and baying round,
Ready for Reynard and the fray.
"By gura,' thought the new bard,
that's a broadside some, you bet
The trail had been struck and grew
hotter when the bard drew some near
er the scene of activities, and, taking
a commanding position few hum
dred yards away, fired his second
charge of what he supposed to be
nrano and canister hit in fact was