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The Golden Age
(SUCCESSOR TO RELIGIOUS lORUM}
Published Ebery Thursday by the Golden Hge Publishing
Company (Inc.)
OItICES: LOWNDES RUILDING. ATLANTA. GA.
WILL&M D. UPSHfXW, - - - - Editor
A E. RAMS A UR, - - - Managing Editor
LEM G. BROUGHTON - - - Pulpit Editor
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44 A green winter makes a fat churchyard.” —Bal-
timore Sun. Nothing fattens a church yard like
a green prescription clerk.
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44 Oh, for the dear old days when Adam lived and
trousers grew on trees!” —Montgomery Advertiser,
Our tailor is annoying us, too, with that Id tie bill.
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Said a florid individual to me,.says he: “The
trouble with these locker clubs is that when you
turn your key in the lock it brings a gang trotting
like chickens when you scatter corn; and a quart
doesn’t last no longer than a snow-flake in sheol.
It’s a mighty poor scheme!”
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Nelv York ’s "Grand Old Man.”
On January 10th, the 44 Grand Old Man” of the
Presbyterian ministry, if not the whole American
Theodore L.
Cuyler
Has a
Birthday.
Cuyler. If he were living in Aurora, N. Y., where
he was born in 1822, he would be called, 44 The
Sage of Aurora,” but as it is, he is the ‘‘Sage of
Brooklyn.”
Graduating at Princeton in 1841, and at the
Theological Seminary there five years later, he was
ordained in 1848. Beginning his pastorate of the
LaFayette Avenue Presbyterian Church, in Brook
lyn, in 1860, he continued in that devoted and
popular capacity for thirty years, and when old
age rendered it necessary for him to retire from
the trying activities of a large pastorate, he was
made pastor emeritus, in which relation he con
tinues today, living and reigning in the hearts of
his people.
It is not always that a great pulpit orator is like
wise powerful with the pen, but the more than four
thousand articles which Theodore L. Cuyler has
published in American and European periodicals,
and his score of rich and inspiring books, have
proven him a soldier fighting for the truth with
dual blades of power.
A leader in temperance and philanthropic move-
pulpit, celebrated his eighty-sixth
birthday. To the thousands who have
listened to his sacred eloquence, or
followed his golden-tipped pen for
generations, it is hardly necessary to
call the name of Dr. Theodore L.
The Golden Age for January 16, 1908.
ments, this great man has been identified with al
most everything that has made for the moral and
spiritual salvation of New York during the ob
servation of nearly every man now living.
What an inspiring picture! What a commentary
on the meaning of life!
Suppose Theodore L. Cuyler had left God out of
his life; suppose he had viewed life’s ideal from
the despotic throne of Self.; suppose he had com
panied, from the beginning, with the devotees of
commercialism, and had supped in sympathy with
the lewd and the vicious; suppose, in short, that he
had builded life’s pyramid upon the sinking sands
of earth instead of the Rock of Ages? If he had
done this his human life would doubtless have been
worn out with worry and canker long ago, or cer
tainly, now would be tottering out in darkness,
while the countless thousands who now love and
reverence him would not be calling him blessed.
Eight years ago it was the honored privilege of
the writer to speak briefly from the same platform
with this grand old patriarch at the watch-night
service in Hanson Place Church, Brooklyn, when
the famous A. C. Dixon was pastor. Stamped for
ever on our memory is the face, the voice, the vig
orous personality of Theodore L. Cuyler, who began
his address in ringing tones: 44 Neighbors, I bring
you Christian greeting!” And when he had fin
ished speaking we all felt the tonic of powerful
words backed by a powerful life.
We hope this brave old sage, patriarch and
Christian patriot will round out his full hundred
years. His influence for good will live a thousand
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A Great Man ’s Great Mistake.
When a great man makes a mistake his very great
ness puts that mistake into bolder relief and makes
And It Wasn’t
Necessary
To Say It.
good. He has sense enough to be President —to do
anything and be anything within the compass of a
towering intellect and a commanding personality.
But somehow, he never has got straightened out on
the liquor question. His connection with the own
ership of a certain famous, or rather, in-famous,
barroom caused the heart of the writer and thous
ands of other hearts in Georgia more sadness dur
ing the recent campaign than Mr. Smith ever knew.
For we who admired his superb ability sorrowed to
see the lustre of .a great name dimmed —sorrowed
to see countless friends converted by his powerful
influence into unwilling apologists for that sophistry
of position that says a gilded liquor shop is a neces
sity at a high class hotel.
And the Editor of this paper wrestled long with
his conscience, naturally shrinking from what he
knew would be the criticism of thousands, before
writing a protest against the argument which sought
on all sides to palliate the glittering evil. Thous
ands might stop their paper, but that protest must
be written or the writer move out of the house
where conscience stayed.
When Governor iimith was inaugurated, he said
these splendid words: “My idea of liquor legis
lation is to put it where men can’t get it to drink.
I have always voted a dry ticket in local elections,
and if the Legislature brings me a State Prohibi
tion bill 1 will sign it.” We were glad and in an
editorial as strong as we could make it we commend
ed his utterance, expressing our firm faith in our
Governor’s determination to enforce the law.
We saw him sign the bill and were happy to
grasp the hand that had made a law of the greatest
bill ever signed by a Governor of Georgia.
And now so soon we are forced to sorrow again.
The eyes of the world are on Prohibition Georgia
and it was eminently proper for the Governor of
such a state to give out the statement that the law
in his state would be enforced by every power in
the hands of the chief executive. Among other
splendid things in this statement to the Associated
Press, Governor Smith says:
“Over one hundred counties in the state have
had prohibition for years. They have outgrown
counties situated similarly which permitted the sale.
its influence all the sadder and more
hurtful. Georgia has a great Gov
ernor in Hon. Hoke Smith —great in
body, great in mind, and great, we
believe, in his general purpose to do
There is no doubt that prohibition is wise from an
economic standpoint. The overwhelming sentiment
of the white people of Georgia is for prohibition,
and the law will be enforced.”
No friend of prohibition could ask for more than
this.
But after all his wise and timely utterances he
goes out of the way to say something which sounds
like it came from another man altogether. Here it
is:
44 1 do not expect the temperance movement to
produce, as a rule, laws so stringent as the Georgia
laws, but I do hope to see the American standing
bar prohibited nearly everywhere. The use of whis
ky and similar drinks might then be confined to
medicinal purposes, and the light drinks, such as
wines and beer, be used only at the table as food.”
Why, oh, why, this gratuitous prognostication
concerning the temperance movement?
And why, especially, that suggestion about wines
and beer being used only at the table as food?
Doesn’t Governor Smith know that under such
a state of 44 prohibition” (?) almost every restau
rant would become a drinking house and the beer
gardens of continental, Sabbath-desecrating Europe
would reign in revel everywhere?
It wasn’t necessary for our great Governor who
signed Georgia’s Prohibition Bill to say those words
and thus herald abroad to the world his tacit —
if not expressed—disapproval of the great law
which is the pride of Georgia, and the inspiration
of other states now battling against saloons.
It hurts. It was so unnecessary. We wish —we
wish a thousand times, if it would do any good —
that Georgia’s Governor had left off that last para
graph. But what he has written he has written.
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"The Gal’s” Nelv 'Role.
We feel.sure that many of the citizens of our
country are athirst with a desire to know just
Why Not Let
Her Drive?
telry in this city. “Drummer” has written to his
chosen publication for an expression of opinion as
to her occupying a seat on the water wagon. We
are glad to adopt this method of promulgating in
formation :
“It is an honor to receive and a pleasure to ans
wer this inquiry made by a peripatetic philosopher
interested in art as in all other things human:
“ “To the Editor of The Sun—Sir: What do you
think of the “Gal in the Fountain” getting on the
water wagon? A Drummer.
• Atlanta, January 7.’
“For the benefit of foreign students of Ameri
can esthetics who may appreciate imperfectly the
delicacies of the American technical language we
will say that ‘water wagon’ here refers not merely
to the long drought come to Georgia but to the dedi
cation of the temple made radiant forever by the
Hokesmith Victory. Beginning with last Thurs
day a new service .and ritual in honor of Hygeia
is kept in that sane. The serpent, whether of
Esculapius or of Sathanas, bites there no longer;
nor does the adder of Remorse sting. Cocktails,
highballs, sours, straights, all the posse comitatus
of Alcohol has gone. ‘Coffee and light lunches’ have
taken the place of that tumultuous brood:
“ ‘But still the Fountain glitters with the Gal
And clustered Grapes are still her Beauty’s Weed.’
“There she reigns, her eyes clearer in the clearer
atmosphere, yet soft with a sympathy for erring
worshippers of grapes less innocuous than hers, her
bronze veil mottled no longer by ruddy visiting
noses. The grace and glory of the old, temperate
days in Attica or Arcadia or by the banks of the
Eurotas come back to her. She is victorious over
Alcohol as Hoke Smith, her patron, is over the
railroads. For disgraceful years men have treated
her as if she was a sort of female Dionysos. Every
thing passes. Art alone has immorality. The
rum disappears. The ageless, faultless statue of
pure beauty remains. Besides ‘Drummer’ as a
peripatetic philosopher undoubtedly has in his
clothes somewhere a flask of strong water for medi
cinal and other good and sufficient purposes.”
what career has been adopted for
“The Gal in the Fountain,” who
formerly adorned the shrine of
the thirst parlor of a certain hos-
