The Canon City record with which is consolidated the Canon City cannon., 1913-12-04

ankle deep In Bawdust at the rear ana
look across half block OF male heads
to the platform at the other end. The
Tabernacle-for SO It Is called-is
rectangular and implanted. 1t Is du-
plicated precisely in each succeeding
town and planned to be just as big as
Billy Sundays voice. IL Is filled full
OF uncomfortable wooden benches. and
today they are filled with 5000 men.
One will hardly find 5000 men so
democraucally jumbled together any
where else in this land OF the paid ad
mission. Even the base ball game.
democracy's national sport. has its
boxes and Its bleachers. But there
are no boxes here. Those who occupy
seats do SO because they come before
twelve o'clock and sat in them: the
service was scheduled for two. The
president OF the First National bank
sits tight pressed between two sooted
miners. The mayor Is on the platform
. -pcrhaps-that is. II he happens 70
be choir singer. Otherwise he takes
his chances with his masters. the com
mon people. On n chair. behind pine
pulpit. n tall. weli-formed man stands
coatiess and coilarless. waving an
American nag.
Come on. boys" be shouts. you've
got n chance now 10 show your man
hood want every man of you. In the
name Of your pure mother. in the
name OF your manhood. in the name
OF your wife and the pure. innocent
children that climb up into your lap
and pu, their arms around your neck.
TO climb up here on the water wagon
with me. want every man OF you to
say; God helping me. I'll nsht that
dirty. Etinking. dAmnzble business un-
III It's knocked into hell How many
OF you will say that Stand up II you
will; that's right; stand mp; be men.
stand up
And quietly. detcrminedly. In one
vast movement. the whole 1900 rise to
their feet II ia n dramatic moment.
perhaps the most dramatic moment
tha, comes In Billy Sundays meet
ings. IL Ia the closing appeal In his
sermon on Booze. or Ert on the Water
wAEon-the Sermon that Gives the
Devil Pneumonia
Mourners' Bench-Sans Mourning.
For fun tense moment he stands
looking out over the crowd. sweat
rolling down his temples. though this
Is a winter day. Then suddenly his
eyes shut tight Lord. I'm nearly
dead" he says. and il isn't until he
has added another sentence or two
that you realize he is praying. Gee.
but I'm tired. It's n fne bunch OF
men. though. isn't IL. Lord A dandy
bunch. You know. Lord. Nc pretty
nearly preached our head on this af-
ternoon. But it's worth Il. Lord. Look
at that crowd-all lined up 20 fight
the saloon, Great. isn't IT.
And. Lord. you know we've got
nothing against the saloon keeper.
We'd do anything for him that VIC
could. We'd help him-but not his
business. Lord. You can damn his
business just as soon as you want TO.
And the brewer. Lord; bless the brew
er But don't bless his business. n
know you wouldn't. Lord. but just
thought would mention H. Lord.
anything can do: any little sacrifice
can make to blot out this curse. this
destroyer of the home and the church
and OF decent business and OF boys
and girls, you know I'll do H. don't
you. Lord, I'm standing here waving
the flag. and the blood OF my father
is running through my veins. And he
fought 10 save the old flag In 's1 and
my grandfather fought for II away
back before that And I'm fighting Its
batties. too. Lord for the fIar and the