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The Golden Age
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HATS OFF TO QUEEN MARY!
The new Queen of England must be “all
right.” She is determined to put a premi-
A “Distress
Gem” From
the Coronation.
escapades have caused
them to be separated from their husbands.
She recently turned down two high-flying
American women who had bought empty
titles with their pyramids of gold—snubbing
one in Hyde Park and leaving the other, the
Duchess of Marlborough, off the list of
those invited to the coronation ball. Now
as a matter of fact, we don’t see the need
of a big ball in order to properly usher in
the coronation festivities, but we do re
joice in the coming of a Queen in our mother
country who means to keep scandal-mak
ers and mongers out of the royal court.
An international news dispatch, after de
scribing the refusal of Queen Mary to rec
ognize the millionaire princess in Hyde
Park, goes on to say:
“The contrasts between the costumes of
the two women was most striking. Mrs.
Astor was a perfect picture of modern
“smartness,” the queen wore one of the se
date British gowns, of which she seems so
proud.
“Mrs. Astor’s black satin gown clung to
her so closely that one wondered how she
contrived to sit down without something
happening. The neck of her corsage was
cut very low, revealing a dazzlingly white
throat. Her black hat was enormously
large; perhaps its size explained the fact
that she was alone in the automobile. Her
dress was opened at the foot to allow freer
movement in walking.”
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Sakes alive! Such ultra ultraism— such
“fawning sycophancy” make us want to go
off to a summer resort—not to Newport,
thank you, but away up in the mountains
somewhere where the cool, pure breezes
will blow away the miasma of such self
displaying social folly.
Oh, that wealthy American girls would
have some sense! And those that are not
wealthy would quit aping those who are!
Meantime, hats off to England’s new
Queen!
Mt. Olive, Miss.
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The Golden Age for June 22. 1911.
BLASPHEMY OF TEXAS LIQUOR MEN
At the mammoth meeting of booze-drihk
ers and booze voters at Ft. Worth, Texas
And This
In The
Home-Town of
Editor Clarence
Owsley.
gering ranks of those who vote with, and for
the lawbreaking, debauching saloon.
In order to give their liquor rally the sem
blance of respectability the liquor men
brought a “Minister (?)” three hundred
miles to open the meeting with prayer. They
could find no preacher in Ft. Worth so far
abandoned as to do such a shameful thing;
and the liquor leaders had often smarted un
der the eloquent charge of Judge Garrett
that at the Liquor Convention at Houston
“no voice of prayer was lifted and no wife
or mother was there to bless.” So the liq
uor men were determined that this charge
could not be made concerning the Ft. Worth
meeting.
But what of the man who “prayed?” He
claimed to be a “Christian preacher” it is
said, but his name could not be found in the
year book or minutes of those noble people.
But listen: That night this ministerial blot
was seen drinking in one of the prominent
bar-rooms of Ft. Worth. Colonel Cope, a
sterling young lawyer hurried immediately
for Rev. Frank Norris, pastor of the First
Baptist Church, and that stalwart, eagle
eyed preacher-citizen carried with him two
other prominent citizens of Ft. Worth, and
together this fearless quartette watched the
bibulous wretch swing booze time and again
in the midst of a bacchanalian revel until he
staggered out to a street car, was not able
to board it, but finally caught another car,
and in that maudlin condition was lost in
the hooting crowd who had been measuring
his silk hat amid the revelry of the saloon
and congratulating the poor wretch on his
A COUNCIL THAT’S “SOME ACCOUNT”
When there are so many sleepy council
men and spineless town marshals it is posi-
tively refreshing to find a munic
ipal aggregation like we hear
about down at the splendid new
town of Rentz. That enterpris
ing burg is one of Georgia’s new-
And a
Marshal
Fit to
Keep.
est towns, but if she keeps up her
present “lick” the people far and wide will
soon know she is on the map.
Read the following letter from one of
Rentz’s prominent citizens:
Rentz, Ga., June 14th, 1911.
Editor Golden Age:
We wish you would insert in your next is
sue the attached clipping. We feel like the
marshal of our little town should have some
credit for helping bring about this ruling. It
seems to be a very late ruling and that the
Express Company did not give the matter
much attention until recently.
About forty days ago our marshal had
the town council to pass an ordinance rela
tive to this very matter, and after this ordi
nance was submitted to the Express Com
pany their counsel came out with this ruling.
We don’t claim that our marshal and town
council should have an the credit for this
ruling, but we do claim that they deserve a
great deal of credit for the improved liquor
condition in our town; and if all the marshals
and town councils in Georgia would wake up
to their duty and enforce the law as they
have taken oath to do, Georgia would be re
lieved a great deal of the liquor curse.
We congratulate our marshal and town
the other day a shameful,
blasphemous thing occur
red—something so sicken
ing and horrible, it would
seem, as to drive every
decent man in Texas for
ever away from the stag-
successful ministerial “stunt” of that black
day and the saloons everywhere were packed
with the “local option” crowd. And this,
ladies and gentlemen, in the home town of
Editor Clarence Owsley, of The Forth Worth
Record, that brilliant, charming writer who
was one time a teacher of youth—teaching
them the evil effects of alcoholics—and
now poulticing his conscience for being on
the liquor side in this great Texas fight be
cause he saw certain violations of the Prohi
bition law in Georgia. What pathetic folly!
As if he did not know that there could be no
violation of a prohibition law anywhere un
less there were a liquor town somewhere to
supply the liquor to dry towns.
How on earth a man like Clarence Ows
ley can stay with—and write and fight for
such a crowd of whiskey drinkers, beer guz
zlers, law-breakers and blasphemers is be
yond all comprehension!
That such gifts—such influence should be
prostituted on the altar of such debauchery
of the individual, the home, the church and
the state, baffles all understanding.
The world is forced to but one conclusion
—that he stays there because he wants to
stay!
We devoutly hope he will see his pitiful
mistake and come out in defense of the
Home against the Saloon before the sun of
July 22d goes down on his fatal folly.
Anyway, Frank Norris wffio, as editor of
The Standard in Dallas, turned the light on
race track gambling in such away as to
arouse all Texas and drive the debauching
disgrace from the Lone Star State, knew how
to handle evidence with sanity and safety,
and the following Sunday from his unmuzzled
pulpit he read affidavits to the shameful truth
about the disgraceful doings of that liquor
ized ministerial mess and countless honest
men who had hitherto been misled are now
flocking to the spotless banner of Statewide
Prohibition.
con ncil on the stand which they have taken
against liquor and hope they will practice
“final perseverance.”
Liquor Dealers Will Be Up Against It Af
ter 14th.
Savannah, Ga., June 13.—Tomorrow is the
last day the Southern Express Company will
permit dealers to ship liquor over its system
to points in Georgia. A liquor dealer is go
ing to have a hard time supplying his out
of-town trade under the ruling. It will not
be so hard for a man to ship an occasional
half pint or even a quart as merchandise or
books, but the dealer is going to find his
habitual shipments barred. This is under a
new ruling of the attorneys for the Southern
Express Company, which has just been pro
mulgated in Savannah. The dealers are very
sad in consequence.
Hats off to Rentz and the honest, wise,
gentlemanly counsel of the Southern Ex
press Company! When you come to think
of it, any public corporation or common car
rier that is permitted to operate in a State
and then encourages the violation of lavz by
shipping liquor into territory where the sale
of the devilish stuff has been outlawed —
well such an agency is a menace to good gov
ernment and is unworthy of protection.
One by one the coils of death are tighten
ing about John Barleycorn and the plucky
town of Rentz deserves the thanks of all
Georgia and every other decent State and
community that is trying to be brave and
clean.
