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THAT “NEAR BEER” RESOLUTION
“A BREEZY INCIDENT"
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spread interest in the subject beyond the con
fines of Georgia, we give our readers both ver
sions and the resolutions in full:
A Breezy Incident.
About the breeziest incident of the day came
as the result of a resolution offered by Wm. D.
Upshaw, editor of The Golden Age, condemn
ing the liquor business in every form, and call
ing on the present legislature to pass House
Bill No. 2, or some similar bill, effectually clos
ing the so-called “near beer” saloons, which are
now such a blight to Georgia’s reputation
abroad.”
W. T. Anderson, business manager of the
Macon Telegraph, was presiding temporarily
for President A. S. Hardy. Some one moved
to table the Upshaw resolution on the ground
that it was a political matter. Without putting
the motion to table, Chairman Anderson ruled
the resolution out of order on the ground that
it was a political question.
At this point the Johnson game law resolu
tion was passed.
Then Upshaw was on his feet and his crutch
es, fire flashing from his eyes and “something
doing” in the air. He protested that if a reso
lution looking wisely to the preservation of
birds and animals was in order, “in heaven’s
name, why may we not call for legislation pro
tecting our boys and our girls, our ideals and
the very foundation of our civilization.”
By this time the speaker’s voice was being
drowned by applause, the ladies present lead
ing with enthusiasm. Just then an electrical
storm began to rage, with thunder claps shak
ing the house and lightning playing vividly
about. “Well, said the speaker, “if I had to
go to the skies right now, I would just as soon
Cartersville and Rome Capture Editors
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Kentucky prohibition orator who is now super
intendent of the Georgia Anti-Saloon League,
plus the editor of The Golden Age, spoke at
a double-header law and order, anti-booze and
beer ralley at the Airdome. Despite the
weather we had a good crowd and a live time.
The ever faithful J. B. Richards and Superin
tendent Page, the new leader of the Mississippi
League spoke at different churches that morn
ing and the home-city of the eloquent Seaborn
Wright, that boasts not a single beer saloon,
showed a commendable altruistic interest in
other afflicted communities.
Sunday night it poured down rain—then it
rained again—and then it rained “another
’gin,” but despite it all over a hundred folks
came out to the Fifth Avenue Church—just
fixed up pretty as new —where A. B. Metcalfe,
the “Apostle John” from Sand Mountain is
doing a remarkable work.
It was the closing of a gracious meeting
and the occasion was honored by the presence
of Him
“Who plants His foot-steps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.”
Such a family of wise, consecrated children
has Metcalfe! How they help their father to
preach and to lead! In the topmost story of
the Cherokee Inn, in full view of Rome’s im-
NDER the caption “A Breezy In
cident,” The Rome Tribune-Herald
gives a very different version from
The Atlanta Constitution concern
ing the “near beer” resolution
which was offered by the editor of
The Golden Age at the Georgia
Weekly Press Convention at Car
tersville. Because of the wide-
The Golden Age for July 27,1911.
go on the bosom of flame as any other way,
while pleading for the salvation of Georgia’s
youth. ’ ’
Mr. Upshaw appealed from the decision of
the chair, the appeal was sustained and the
resolution passed with cheers.
—Rome Tribune Herald.
Upshaw Resolution Passed.
Prom Atlanta Constitution.
Editor Constitution: In your issue of July
16 I find a statement concerning the proceed
ings of the Georgia Weekly Press Association,
which is so far at variance with the facts that
I am sure you will be glad to make the correc
tion. Your Cartersville correspondent says:
“At this point ‘Earnest Willie’ Upshaw gain
ed the floor and tried to inject a prohibition
resolution into the proceedings, but the resolu
tion was regarded as politcal and was ruled out
of order by President A. L. Hardy.”
To begin on —I would be mighty glad for The
Constitution from now till the judgment day
to disregard any correspondent who may call
me “Earnest Willie” Upshaw. That is not my
name. I protest once more, that it is high time
that that sobriquet applied to a boy on a bed
and a rolling chair should be divorced from a
man who has become the husband of one wife,
the editor of one paper, and a daily wrestler
with the problems of citizenship and humanity.
But to the Cartersville resolution. The fact
is that the mover of the “law and order” or
prohibition resolution was not ruled out of or
der by President A. L. Hardy. W. T. Ander
son, business manager of The Macon Tele
graph, was temporarily presiding. He ruled
my resolution out of order on the ground that
it was “political.” Judge Berry T. Moseley
read that plank in the constitution of the as
sociation showing that we were organized, not
only for social pleasure and mutual benefit, but
for the material benefit of the state; and, in
appealing, in all good humor, from the decision
of the chair, I asked, why it had just been “in
order” to pass a wise resolution about the pre
servation of game, but was “out of order” for
perial throne of hills where breezes blessed and
landscapes charmed the last business session
of the Press Convention began. Mrs. Editor
of The Golden Age “made a speech” about
preserving the South’s grandest scenic triumph,
Tallulah Falls, and “took all the shine off”
of her Editor-husband, and then rushing to the
royal Van Hoose’s waiting car we sadly turn
ed from our beloved editorial party toward
proof sheets and editorials and the dear “doll
house” at home.
To vote for Claud Methvin, the brainy edi
tor of the Eastman Times-Journal, for presi
dent would have been a delight; to have cov
ered Rome and the famous Berry school cam
pus in an automobile would have been inspir
ing; to have partaken of that sumptuous
“Coosa Club” luncheon that we heard so much
about, served by Captain and Mrs. J. Lindsay
Johnson, would have been both filling and
thrilling—while that steamboat ride down the
rippling bosom of the Coosa river would have
been “plumb romantic,” but Mrs. William D.
Upshaw was compelled to return, and the ed
itor was determined that such a winsome, won
derful wife should not travel home alone!
Here’s to Cartersville! Here’s to Rome! And
here’s to St. Simon’s and “Old Neptune” and
to Gotham that we just had to miss! But more
than all, here’s to the royal fellowship of Geor
gia editors —their wives and sweethearts, their
the association to express itself about the pre
servation of boys and girls, peace and order,
homes and happiness.
The appeal was overwhelmingly sustained,
and the resolution passed with enthusiasm.
And to further show the temper of the week
ly editors, who neither advocate beer saloons
and locker clubs, nor advertise liquor, they
went further on Monday morning at Rome, and
so amended the resolution as to ask the legis
lature to abolish the booze-dispensing locker
clubs as well. W. D. UPSHAW.
Atlanta, Ga.
The Resolution as Amended.
Whereas, the Supreme courts of the State
and Nation have united in branding the saloon
as a public nuisance, with no common law
rights to exist, and
Whereas, the saloon, which has been out
lawed by the State of Georgia, is making a
desperate effort to get back into the State,
through the corrupting agency of the paid
representatives of the breweries and distiller
ies, and
Whereas, the so-called “near beer” saloons
now operating in many communities in Geor
gia are the forerunners, friends and abettors
of the liqour saloon—after sheltering “blind
tigers” and producing not only drunkenness
and idleness, but a general defiance of all law;
therefore, be it
Resolved, That we congratulate the Georgia
Weekly Press Association that not a single pa
per in this Associatin is advocating the liquor
traffic in any form, and we as the conservators
of good citizenship, law and order, do hereby
call on the Legislature now in session to do
everything possible to strengthen our present
prohibition law by fighting back the encroach
ments of the liquor business in Georgia, and
we especially urge the Legislature to pass
House Bill No. 2, or some other bill that will
effectually close the “near beer” saloons and
locker clubs, which are now such a nuisance
to the State at home, and such a blight to
Georgia’s reputation abroad.
sons and daughters (and even their devils!)
here’s to the editors now and forevermore!
W. D. U.
A SUMMER SHOWER
We have received a new
lot of those magnificent
reprint, oil pictures,
16x20 inches in size.
They are truly handsome.
As long as they last, we
will give them free with
renewals to THE
GOLDEN AGE. Send
remittance today.—sl.so
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