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4 The Golden Age Published Every Thursday by The Golden Age Publishing Company (Inc.) OFFICES: 13 MOORE BUILDING, ATLANTA, GA. WILLIAM D. UPSHAW Editor MRS. WM. D. UPSHAW .... Associate Editor MRS. G. B. LINDSEY Managing Editor LEN G. BROUGHTON, London, Eng. . Pulpit Editor H. P. FITCH Field Editor Price : $1.50 a Year. In cases of foreign address fifty cents should be added to cover additional postage. Entered in the Postoffice in Atlanta, Ga., as second-class matter. 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- LOOK AT YOUR LABEL—DON’T FORGET. $1.50 (Year’s Subscription to THE GOLDEN AGE) is a small matter to you, but if two or three thousand, who, like you, have overlooked their date, will send a check TODAY it will mean a GREAT DEAL TO US! SEND THE $1.50 TODAY and we will send you our “THREE IN ONE” offer of THE GOL DEN AGE one year, a handsome 10x12 Engraving of Dr. Broughton, and “SKETCHES BY THE WAYSIDE,” a splendid 252-page cloth bound book full of good things in song, recitation and story that will help active Christian workers. 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-