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REAL PROHIBITION IN ASHEVILLE.
Story of How the Thing Was Done in the
“Land of the Sky.”
By Wm. H. Richardson.
Prohibition does prohibit—that is, when
public sentiment is behind it. Nine times out
of ten the man who claims that prohibition
does not prohibit does not want it to prohibit
and would not go out of his way to have the
law enforced. A bold statement —but the next
time you see a man who says: “Prohibition is
all right in theory, but it is not practical, it
does not prohibit,” just ask him if he is in
favor of it. If you are in Georgia, ask him if
he voted for the candidate to the Legislature
from his county who stood on the prohibition
platform; if you are in North Carolina and
hear some pessimist make the statement, just
ask him if he helped to make the majority
against liquor in North Carolina 42,000 when
all the people voted on the issue. Nine times
out of ten you will receive a negative answer
after the one to whom you have put the ques
tion has squirmed and evaded. Get him in a
corner and he will have to “’fess up.”
But back to the original proposition. Pro
hibition does prohibit when it has public sen
timent to lean upon for support. A good ex
ample of this is found in Asheville, North Car
olina, where there is not a single blind tiger.
This writer recently visited the Mountain City,
and while there made inquiries as to the true
situation. These facts were gathered:
When Col. V. S. Lusk, the President of the
Law and Order League, took charge last fall
there were found to be in the city of Ashe
ville fifty well-organized blind tigers, doing
business under United States Government li
cense. And by the way, the United States li
cense is a problem. All friends of prohibition
should petition their representatives in Con
gress to do their best to have a law passed
discontinuing the issuance of license to sell
liquor in dry States. There has been one for
ward move in favor of prohibition as far as
the Government is concerned. After prohibi
tion became in force in North Carolina the
revenue officers sold liquor at auction in our
towns —liquor that had been seized; but this
' is done no longer.
But come back to the Asheville situation:
One man, it was found, held Government license
to do a wholesale liquor business. Liquor was
being shipped to him by the carload.
This state of affairs existed in Asheville
when the General Assembly of 1911 met. The
people of the city, together with those of the
county (Buncombe) joined in asking the Gen
eral Assembly for relief in the way of a search
and seizure law to be used as a helper to the
State-wide prohibition law already in force.
The General Assembly passed a search and
seizure law applying to Buncombe, Madison
and Columbus counties. Then matters took a
different turn in Asheville. The officers got
busy, raided blind tiger joints and took the
tigers into custody. Many of the law-breakers
are now serving terms on the chain-gang, help
ing to make Buncombe’s roads better, while
others are fugitives from justice and are not
liable to make their appearance in Asheville
The Golden Age for July 27,1911.
“ANGEL MOTHERS” OF PREACHER BOYS
That tender song, “Tell Mother I’ll Be
There,” keeps ringing in the heart this morn
ing with the coming of
W. L. Walker and
Charlie Davison
Are Bereft.
—preacher and “God’s
nobleman,” has been called from her home at
Charlotte, N. C., to her home with God and
His redeemed.
The tardy pen was ready to pay tribute to
the beautiful life and triumphant death of Mrs.
C. C. Davison, of Greensboro, Ga., mother of
genial Charlie Davison, likewise preacher, gen
tleman and enterprising genius—and now we
find the heart weighted with the kindred grief
of two treasured friends. As a stockholder in
The Golden Age, W. L. Walker put his big,
warm heart close to the heart of the writer
during the eventful days of the “launching
In place of my usual “Memories and
Lessons” for the present issue, I will ask
the Golden Age to kindly publish the fol
lowing “Reflections” on my birthday—
May 25th, 1911.
I am nearing the end of my journey,
The work of my life nearly done,
Beyond are the gathering shadows,
That follow the setting sun.
The years of my toil have been many,
But precious has been His grace;
And He’s promised me when it is ended
That I shall behold His face.
I could wish, did it please the dear Master,
To tarry and toil till He come,
For His word is “Behold I come quickly
To gather my children home.”
It may be that Jesus will hasten,
And come ere the shadows grow dim,
Ephriam returns to his idols—yes, and “the
sow to her wallowing in the mire. ’ ’
The Sow
“Returns to
Her Wallow.”
tually talked of seceding from the State when
Alabama passed her prohibition law. And of
course Mobile, a wide-open, law-defying coast
town was quick to take advantage of the new
while public sentiment is at such high pitch
against illegal liquor selling.
Much of the liquor that was seized under
the new law was emptied into the French
Broad river, while there is still some in the
custody of the law. Think of it —there is not
a blind tiger in Asheville. Let all lands fol
low the “Land of the Sky.”
Raleigh, N. C.
the sad, sweet news that
Mrs. H. J. Walker, the
mother of W. L. Walker
BIRTHDAY REFLECTIONS
REV. H. P. FITCH.
MOBILE’S MISERABLE MESS
Let no whiskeyized anti
boast over Mobile’s voting
by a large majority to bring
back liquor saloons —for Mo
bile is that gay burg that ac-
time,” and now the editor never feels the
touch of his hand or hears the beat of his heart
through tongue or pen that new strength and
purpose do not come. And during the first
year of the life of The Golden Age Charlie
Davison, then a plucky student at Mercer,
proved to be about the “livest wire” who ever
represented the paper in the field, fighting his
way through college and the seminary, and
coming home only this summer with his second
diploma to lay at his mother’s feet.
And now the sainted mother of Will Walker
looks down on her evangelist son, a busy, suc
cessful reaper in fields that are “unto harvest
white,” while the mother of Charlie Davison,
promoted from prayer to praise, reaches out
her hands of benediction over the battlements
of the skies.
Verily, the sacredness of motherhood takes
on new meaning when we see such sons left
to bless the world.
And I, still at work at His coming,
Ascend up to Glory with Him.
Yet I’m willing to follow His footsteps
Though they lead through the shadowy
tomb,
For “His rod and His staff will give com
fort,”
His presence will lighten the gloom.
So I’m leaving it all with the Master,
Just how I shall get to my home,
Whether through the “Dark valley and
shadow”
Or “changed” when the Master shall
come.
But one earnest plea I am making,
Lord, Jesus, oh, list to my prayer—
Oh! wash me in Calvary’s fountain
And fit me Thy glory to share.
Woodward Avenue Study.
liquor option law which the liquor leaders in
the amendment campaign swore before high
heaven that they did not intend to pass.
There are some of the bravest, truest souls
in Mobile we ever saw, but if combative inspir
ation is wholesome in its influence surely these
valiant crusaders will be “canonized” before
very long.
May the Lord have mercy on liquor-soaked
Mobile!
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