I beg you do not vote for stills and open bar-rooms in the county.
In the first place I remark that no human law is perfect in its construction or execution.
The people of one county can not be indifferent to the welfare of the people in another county.
There is an eternal conflict between the school-room and the bar-room. The school-room makes men, the bar-room destroys them.
The school-room sends men to the Legislature, to the bench, and the executive office. The bar-room sends them to the scaffold and hell.
We have seen the evil of the manufacture and sale of intoxicating liquors in our midst; let us try prohibition and see what this will do for us.
I beg you to look at the promising boys and beautiful girls in your homes and in your communities, and then you will not put these temptations in their way.
I use the term bar-room to represent every means for the sale and traffic in liquor, and I earnestly appeal to the people to put an end to the traffic, no matter under what name or guise it may be carried on.
Men even contract the dirty, filthy habit of chewing tobacco, and when the habit gets a good hold upon them they are never satisfied except when they have a wad of the stuff in their mouth. So with drinking. It is largely a habit.
Yes, it is worse than thrown away, because every fair minded man must admit that the expenditure of this sum of money in the county for intoxicating liquor creates lawlessness, makes criminals, wrecks homes and brings trouble to innocent women and children.