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VOLUME TIVE
NUMSEH 7W ENIY EIGHT
FLOEIUA COLLEGE SOYS EIGHT SALOONS
Gallant Stetson Quartette Sing Stirring Songs and Make 'Eloquent Speeches in Hot Campaign in "The Land of Tflotoers. n
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AY down on the Swanee River,” and
lots of other rivers in Florida —amid
her orange groves, pine forests, dimp
ling lakes, growing cities and beautiful
savannas, the battle against “John Bar
leycorn” is waxing fierce and hot.
The election for Saloons or No Sa
loons will occur on Tuesday, Novem
ber Bth, and the St. Augustine corre-
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spondent of the Savannah News (the source and the
outlet are considered mighty “wet”), says it is gen-
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ARTHUR F. MILAM.
Baritone.
erally conceded that the State-wide prohibition
amendment will win.
But the enemies of the legalized saloon are tak
ing nothing for granted. Under the vigorous lead
ership of C. L. Collins, superintendent of the Florida
Anti-Saloon League, and his fighting compeers,
Thompson and Lambert, the good government
forces are solidly organized in every county in the
State, the musketry has begun to rattle and now,
with the coming of September, the cannonading has
begun.
College Boys Stir the People.
The most unique and doubtless the most effective
agency entering the field of battle thus far is the
“College Student’s Campaign Quartette” —stalwart
young fellows from Stetson University, at DeLand,
who, with stirring songs and yet more stirring
speeches, are attracting' great, crowds and winning
votes on every side.
ATLANTA, GA., SEPTEMBER 1, 1910.
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FRANK WIDEMAN,
Second Bass.
I had been spending a delightful week with my
golden-hearted friend, Rev. E. T. Moore, at historic
old Indian Springs church, near picturesque Lake
Muccosukee. After a gracious meeting in which
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DOYLE E. CARLTON,
First Tenor.
notable conversions and glorious reconciliations had
occurred we closed with an old-time camp-meeting
day—two services with dinner on the grounds.
1 was just ‘itching” for that last service—for I
took ’em by surprise, declaring to the crowd of
hatless women and coatless men who were doing
their best to keep cool while I was trying to “warm
them up,” that I couldn’t let that meeting close
without speaking “agin licker.” Honest but hither
to misled “local optionists” generously said they saw
the point and would go to the polls and vote, not
,sir V
H. C. GARWOOD,
Second Tenor.
for local (liquor) option, but to drive saloons from
the State.
But to those Stetson boys! I had heard about
their inspiring “stunts,” and learning that they were
to perform in Monticello that night, I indulged in
the luxury of a royal brother-in-law’s automobile
and dashed to Metcalf (a mighty fine Calf, by the
way), and caught the train just in time to reach the
Monticello meeting. The lights were gleaming in
the magnificent new Temple of Justice —the most
beautiful courthouse I have ever seen in a town of
three thousand people. The churches had united
in a great union service, and the white-ribbon clans
were already gathering. When I got in, the crowd
had piled to the galleries, and everybody standing
on the tiptoe of expectancy, wondering what a
quartette of “booze-fighting” college boys would be
like, and do like when they got turned loose on that
defenseless crowd.
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