Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-02-01

10 sllp into hell on, on. u goes. say
ist me- summon the wifehood n the
motherhood and the childhood and gee
the tears rain down the upturned races
People. tears are too weak for that hell
ish business. Tears are only salty pack
water and well up at the bidding OF an
occult power. and I Will tell you there
are SO5,0co whisky orphan ehildren ~ 'n a
United states, enough in the world 10
belt tho globe three times around, pune
tured at every fifth point BY a 5
widow.
Young Hannibal eternal enmlty against
Rome, so / propose to perpetuate the teuu
against the liquor traflc until the white
winged dove Of temperance ouilds her
nest on the dome OF the capitol at WASH
Ineton and spreads her wings OF peace,
sobriety and Joy over our and Whlch l
love with all my heart.
WHAT DOLLAR WILL DO.
81 hold a silver dollar in my hand.
Come on. we are going to a saloon. We
will go into n saloon and spend that dol
lar for a quart. 1T takes 20 cents TO
make a gallon OF whisky ana a uollar
TO buy a quart. You say to the saloon
Keeper. Give me n quart viii show
YOU, II you wait q minute, how she Is
up. Here I am John, an old
drunken bum with a wife and SIX KIDS.
(Thank God, it's all a lie.) Come on, |
will 20 down to a saloon ana throw
down my dollar. It costs 20 cents TO
make n gallon of whisky. A nickel viii
make a quart, MY dollar will buy a
OF booze. Who gets the nickel?
The farmer, for corn and apples. VINO
gets the gS cents? The United states
Government, the big dlstillers, the big
corporations. l am John, a drunken
and I will spend my dollar. |
have worked a week and got my pay.
[ go into a ~grogshop and throw down
my dollar. The saloonkeeper gets my
dollar and / get n quart OF booze. Come
with me. I stagger, and reel, in
my wife's presence, and she says: Hello,
John. what did YOU bring home?'
az quart
what will n quar- dor It will burn up
my happiness and my home and fill my
with squalor and want. So here
Is the dollar. The saloonkeeper has 1t.
Here is my quart. There you get the
whisky end of It,. Here YOU get the
.worklngman's end of the saloon.
But come on; 1 will 20 to a store and
spend the dollar for a pair OF shoes. l
them for my son, and he puts them
on his feet. and with the shoes TO pro-
tect his feet he goes out and earns an
other dollar. and my dollar becomes a
silver thread in the woof and warp OF
happiness and JOY, and the man that
WINS he building gets some, and the
clerk that sold the shoes gets some, and
he merchant, and the travelling man.
the wholesale house gets some, and
the factory, and the man that made the
shoes, and the man that tanned the hide.
md the butcher that bought the calf,
the farmer that raised the calf, and
he little colored fellow that shined the
and my dollar spread itself and
nobody is made the worse for spending
he money.
81 join the Booster Club for business
ind prosperity. A man said: L will tell
'ou what is the matter with the country,
is overproduction.' You lie; it is under
consumption.
WHISKY GETS 1T ALL.
Say, wife, the bread that ought to he
n you stomach to satisfy the cravings
II hunger is dow yonder in the grocery
tore, and your husband hasn't money
TO carry 1t home. The meat that
,ught to satisfy your hunger hangs in