Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1915-01-29


was quiet, he continued:
81 tell you Pennsylvania is the worst
whiskey dominated State in the
Union" Then came another burst of
applause, at the close of which Billy
said; 1.-THE reason you haven't got
laws to prohibit the liquor traffic in
Pennsylvania like you've got to pro-
hibit murder, stealing and seduction,
is because you'vegot a lot of politicians
who are just pawns on the chess-board
of that filthy liquor gang" aud again
there was a cheer.
The preacher ade a strong appeal
to the clergymen and church members
to practice what they preach and to
help bring Pennsylvania into the
"dry" column, $50 that her name
may be cleared of the stain that has
come upon 1t through the liquor-made-
laws.n Standing on the pulpit Billy
waved his arms and declared:
"When I am through with Philadel-
phia you can take me to the Schuylkill
or Delaware and, after tying a,stone to
my neck, drop me overheard. When
the water overs me you can say there
goes a man who wasn't afraid to tell
the truth And 1 intend to keep on
telling the truth so long as God gives
me breath to preach his word.'
Mr.. Sundays phraseology adds great
ly to the interest of HIS sermons. I am
writing a few of his typical sayings.
His sermons are crowded with similar
epigrams:
Better limp all the way to heaven
than not get there at all.
You never heard of a man marrying
a woman to reform her.
The devil hates the church, but he
likes the work some high brows do in
it.
Some of the biggest rooms in hell will
be crowded full of church members.
Sin is a rattlesnake and not a cream
puff.
You put society first. If you put
God at all he has to come tagging after
some beer. wine or champagne-soaked
society leader, aud God has to play
second fiddle aud be a trailer to every
jack rabbit proposition that comes
along.
Of all the contemplate people on
earth, / believe the worst are the wea-
sel-eyed, lantern-jawed, hatchet-faced,
grim-visaged, knock-kneed, hammered
down gossipers.
Do you know that an angel in heaven
couldn't come down and mix with the
people you meet every day, and then
go back to heaven without being fumi-
gated and cleaned with carbolic acid,
formaldehyde and I've.
These are only a few of his "choice''
sayings. He tells his story to common
folks and ministers the same. He does
not hesitate to ''hammer'' anyone. He
is merciless in his decentralization of the
saloon. He marshalls an array of facts
and then deduces from them a conclu.
sion. That the liquor traffic is econom-
ically a loss to the country, as well as an
injury to the human race, he says;
1.-THE saloon is the sum of all villainies.
1t is worse than war or pestilence. II
is the crime of cimes. It is the parent
of crimes and the mother of sin. 1t is
the appalling source of misery, poverty
aud sorrow. 1t causes four-fifths OF
crime, and of course, is the source OF
three-fourths of the taxes to support
the crime. And to license such an in
~carnate fiend of hell, is the dirtiest,
most low-down, damnable business on
the top of this earth.
ssThe saloons fill the jails and the
penitentiaries, the poorhouses and in
saue asylums. WHO HAS TO PAY
THE BILLS The landlord, who
doesn't get the rent, because the money
goes for whiskey, the butcher and the
grocer, and the charitable person, who
takes pity on the children of the drunk.
ards, and the taxpayer who supports
the insane asylums and other institu-
tons that the whiskey business fills
with human wrecks. If all the scum
of the earth could mingle with the
denizens of hell, their combined intel
ligence could not conceive of, and bring
forth an institution which could com.
pare with the open licensed saloon to
down the home and manhood and
womanhood, and business, and every
other goo | thing on God Almigthty's
earth"
There is no question but what Billy
Sunday 'delivers the goods" The
crowds follow him. Neither rain nor
cold, not even a blizz I'd can keep folks
away. Week after week vast throngs
of people wend their way to the Taber-
nacle. What for? "To see a reed