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•4 1H E*fe — .--x i^ito)®W*^Hl ! ®l&' =— _ ■ iN T»1& Vol. VIII—No. 43. FIRST FRUITS OF AMERICA’S MIGHTIEST CONVENTION “COMMITTEE OF ONE THOUSAND” APPOINTED BY NATIONAL ANTI-SALOON LEAGUE CONVENTION AT COLUMBUS, 0., MOVES ON WASHINGTON, TWO THOUSAND STRONG AND MEMORIALIZES CONGRESS FOR NATIONAL PROHIBI TION-SENATOR SHEPPARD AND CONGRESSMAN HOBSON SELECTED TO LEAD THE VICTORIOUS CHARGE. T 0 be here is inspiration!” wrote Addie Kathleen Verdery, a gifted Georgia girl, when she stood for the first time on the historic summit of Lookout Mountain, And searching my exuberant wits for an adequate sentence to serve me now — a sentence to do full justice to the two mar velous mountain-peaks of patriotic vision and victory—the recent National Anti-Saloon League Convention in Columbus, Ohio, and its speedy and wonderful fruitage on December 10th and 11th in the nations capitol, I “fan the air” in vain, as the baseball boys declare, and when somebody who drank in the full ness of both those gatherings stumbles upon this story he will doubtless lay down the pa per and say: “The editor of The Golden Age has ‘struck out’ ” “Columbus Discovers Washington.” In his breezy, striking speech before the Whiskey Fighters’ Convention in Columbus, Hon. Don McMullan, the heroic prohibition leader of Florida, declared: “We learn from history that Columbus discovered America, but when the results of this great convention of patriots are all gathered in, it will be given to the history of our regenerated nation that America has ‘discovered Columbus.’ ” There were a dozen memorable “climaxes” in that mighty Columbus gathering —the first when Wayne Wheeler, the genial, resourceful leader of the Ohio League, welcomed the amalgamated “booze fighters” of America to the snow-haired trysting place of counsel and coming conflict; then when Edwin C. Din widdie, the argus-eyed legislative superintend ent in Washington, declared that the politi cal underbrush of years had been largely cleared away and that Washington was ready for the final charge; again, when Mrs. Mary Harris Armor, called by The American Issue, “The Georgia Whirlwind,” followed the stir ring contest of young collegians ,and stam pedd the convention with an hour of unap proachable woman oratory; and yet again when Dr. P. A. Baker, the statesman-superin tendent, gave his ringing report and received HO! FOR NATIONAL PROHIBITION—HOBSON DID NOT “ATTACK” UNDERWOOD—Page 4 ATLANTA, GA., DECEMBER 18, 1913 the day following suich a notable ovation of vindication in face of the liquorized anath emas of Ohio’s “boozecratic” governor; still another time—two times—came when Robert Cairus of New Jersey and Clinton Howard of New York bankrupted the English language in telling them untellable iniquities of the sa- OR: | O jHi | fl .<<BBBBBB ... w HON. RICHARD P. HOBSON, Who led the fight in Congress. loon! it was another mountain peak when Richmond P. Hobson appeared to denounce the effort of a Columbus paper to misrepresent his attitude in the Baker-Cox episode, and By William D. Upshaw, Editor. when, fired by the resolution of Don Mc- Mullan, the great convention, several thou sand strong, sprang to its feet and called on Alabama to send the great prohibition Dem ocrat to the United States Senate to help Mor ris Sheppard and the other prohibition sena tors to lead the constitutional amendment to victory; an hour that can never be put into words crowned the moving, masterful message of ex-Gov. Malcolm R. Patterson of Tennes see, telling of his recent conversion while men and women cried for joy, and calling for the national destruction of the devilish thing that had come so near destroying his body, his soul, his party and his state; but the unde scribable hour of deathless dynamics and holy enthusiasm came when Governor Frank Han ley of Indiana read with rich, electrifying voice the “second Declaration of Independ ence,” declaring that we break forever with all liquorized leadership of whatever creed or party, and pledging to this secred purpose “our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor.” r / > Heaven Kissed the Scene. / I The patriotic throng stood up and / ang “My Country, ’Tis of Thee,” and why they yet stood this “man from Georgia” waning on his crutch, stood by Bishop Anderson and said: “When the storming of the Bastile was announced in Parliament, you remember how the Great Commoner of England arose and said: ‘How much is this the greatest day that Liberty has ever seen!’ and standing here in the presence of this matchless, deathless hour I wans to say: ‘How muchc is this the greatest day that prohibition reform has ever seen!’ Let us say to the world that in the name of our God do we lift up our banner! Coming from Georgia, the pioneer state in the South to drive bar rooms from her borders —com- ing from the “solid south” itself which, I believe, will present a solid front in the rati fication of a national prohibition amendment, I feel like I want to call on our presiding officer, Bishop Anderson, to ask the help of (Continued on Page 7) ONE DOLLAR AND FIFTY CENTS A YEAR :: FIVE CENTS A COPY