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The Golden Age
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WILLIAM D. UPSHAW Editor
MRS. WM. D. UPSHAW .... Associate Editor
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A JUDGE WHO FIGHTS AND PRAYS.
It is a mighty wholesome sign when a judge
on the bench is a praying man —but don’t stop
St. Mary’s
Winning
Combination.
tical practice the law-enforce
ment for which he prays.
We are proud cf his record, for Judge Em
met McElreath, who is both mayor of Kingsland
and judge of the City Court of St. Mary’s, is an
old Cobb County boy, and was for several terms
president of the famous old “Mcßeath Literary
Circle,” which was organized at the bedside of
the editor of The Golden Age during the seven
years when he was a “prisoner of hope” and
while his editorial dreams were yet in a nebu
lous state. It was through the loyalty of such
ambitious country boys as Emmet McElreath
and his plucky associates that this country lit
erary club became the intellectual inspiration
of all that rural section.
The fellowship of those golden days gives a
deeper meaning to the following private letter
which, we feel, is good enough to be shared
with our readers:
Mr. Wm. D. Upshaw,
Atlanta, Ga.
My Dear Friend: I read with great interest
in the columns of The Golden Age of the fight
you are making in the interest of prohibition.
F torn my point of view, the victory for pro
hibition is almost won. I notice a break in the
ranks of the enemy all along the line. “Blind
tigers” are being convicted and punished in
sections of Georgia that only a few years ago
upheld and encouraged them. In my humble
way I am personally and officially trying to
rid this fair county of this great evil. As mayor
of Kingsland, I put two whiskey sellers on the
streets for 30 days each not long ago, and I
have not seen a drunk man white or black since.
Prohibition will prohibit. You have my earn
est prayers for success in the gallant fight you
are making.
Your friend.
EMMET M’ELREATH.
Kingsland. Ga.
We thank Judge McElreath most heartily for
his cordial words about the campaign which
The Golden Age is making for the enforcement
of our prohibition laws —indeed, all of our laws
that make for clean manhood and militant
citizenship. It has always been our purpose to
hold up the hands of cur judges and all other
officers who are trying to be true to their oath
—yes, and thus true to the homes of the country
and the youth of the present and the future.
Here’s to Judge McElreath and every other
judge and officer of the law who believes in
the twofold doctrine of the altar of prayer and
the arena of fearless action.
at praying.
The City Court of St. Mary’s
in Georgia is blessed with a judge
who believes in putting into prac-
The Golden Age for June 19, 1913
Coward? in the land of William Tell!
What a travesty!
We are accustomed to think of all the Swiss
Selfish
Indolence,
Sin and
Death.
once the richest and the poorest
in all Switzerland. And they turned on the
gas in a suicide pact for no greater or less rea
son than that “they found no interest in life.”
What pitiful cowards! We do not mean to
be unkind to the dead, but for the sake of the
living we must be faithful. We can d : scuss and
condemn these self-centered beings as we would
discuss and condemn the folly of “John Lock
land,” the cruelty of Caligula or the spend
thrift defiance of the wanton Louis XV., who,
with his wicked paramour, shouted: “After us
the deluge!”
“No interest in life?” Why, if they had
lived in a Switzer’s cottage, with the meagre
patrimony of a wage-worker, there would have
been room in that cottage for love, and a win
dow through which to look at, and be interest
ed in the world.
“No interest in life?” Why, with their “ten
millions” they could have educated struggling
youth and built schools and churches and hos
pitals and homes and happiness for thousands.
“No interest in life?” Why, if they had
only waited a few weeys they could have looked
in on the GreatWcrld’s Sunday School Conven
tion coming right there to Zurich, where they
found life “an unbearable burden” and surely
among all those eager thousands from all parts
of the earth, they could have found enough
of the unusual to revive interest in life for a
time.
Ah, but the trouble is, they cared not for that
world gathering of Christian workers. They
ONE OF THE FORTUNATE FIFTY.
Going to Quanah, Texas, for a two weeks’
“Tabernacle” campaign beginning June 15,
the editor met on the train in
A Good Mississippi 11 Big Brother Fred ’ ’
Way to Mississippi’s general secretary
Spend Money for the State Sunday School
work. Fie was very happy over
the prospect of attending the World’s Sunday
School Convention at Zurich July 8-15. A party
of Christian business men raised a fund of fif
teen thousand dolars to send fifty state secre
taries, of which Rev. W. Fred Long is one.
He says he hopes to get a greater vision and
be a blessing to his state and our whole coun
try.
What a fine way fcr those Christian business
men to spend their money—sending FIFTY
state secretaries to that wonderful World’s
Sunday School Convention ! Think of the thrill
and the thrall of all they will see and hear, and
how they will come back and distribute it to
“Young America” in half a hundred wide
American fields. Some men and women build
yachts, give champagne suppers, originate and
execute all sorts and conditions of fads in or-
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TWO COWARDS IN SWITZERLAND
as brave —and the Swiss as brave
always. But the daily papers
carry the story of two pitiful
Swiss cowards. They jvere a
wealthy couple—said to be at
cared not for their purposes of unselsh devo
tion —their planning plans of love and labor
to lift the youth of the world toward God.
Yea, the basic tragedy of their life and death
was this —they had left God out!
Their ideal for life was wrong—fatally
wrong!
Pity it is—pity beyond the telling, that men
and women with sense and soulful possibilities,
will get the foolish, fatal idea that unless one
part of the world is standing on its head, an
other part doing hand-springs in the common,
and still another contingent “cutting up di
does” in the middle of the stage for their spe
cial entertainment, then life is not worth liv
ing. And even when all these things and more
are done they are still not. satisfied. Sated
with satiety! And yet they sing, if not too in
dolent to raise a tune:
“We vainly strive for solid bliss
In trying something new.”
If conditions with this wealthy couple had
been hard it would have been cowardly not to
stanch their hearts and grit their teeth and
meet the issue bravely; but with all that money
could buy and heart could wish from a human
standpoint, how much braver, hew much more
sensible, it would have been to realize that
“naught but God can satisfy the soul,” and
then go forth to turn their treasures, their ener
gies and their ingenuities to the fascinating
task of winning humanity en masse and by in
dividuals to unselfish ideals —yea. to salvation
through Christ and satisfaction in His work.
Life to them was a failure; but if they had
laid the foundation of life’s pyramid on the
Rock of Ages, spending themselves and their
money in spreading His victories far and near,
they, could have been living and singing
throughout time and eternity:
“Thou 0 Christ, art all I want —
More than all in Thee I find.”
der to get rid of their surplus money; but here
are these sensible business men taking these
fifty Christian workers by the hand and say
ing: “Go, tired brother —go and refresh your
tired body and enrich your head and heart and
come back better prepared to teach and inspire
millions of boys and girls who need to be first
caught and then carried to the Great Teacher. ’’
Thus to live is Duty and Beauty! We are
glad to announce that Mississippi’s “Big Bro.
Fred” has agreed to write a series of letters
about this trip for the readers of Tie Golden
Age.
THAT OKLAHOMA TRAGEDY.
Elsewhere in this issue we publish the almost
heart-breaking appeal of Rev. B. A. Loving,
the authorized representative of the
You Can Oklahoma State Baptist College
Help to which is in positive peril. Whi'e Tie
Avert It. Golden Age is not a denominational
. paper, we believe so heartily in dis
tinctly Christian education that we are in fa
vor of saving the life of any institution of
any denomination which has the vital useful
ness of thousands wrapped up in its future.
Such an appeal from a school of any evange-