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“THE EMPIRE STATE” IS NO MORE.
We hailed with joy the recent birth of ‘The
Empire State,” Hon. Jesse Mercer’s stalwart
Jesse
Mercer
Deserved
To Win.
“The Empire State” has consolidated with
Frost’s brilliant monthly magazine, “The Call
of the South.”
Mr. Frost is indeed fortunate in making
such an acquisition, for Jesse Mercer’s con
nection with his magazine will be a decided
asset. Jesse Mercer is worthy to be governor
of Georgia. He is a superb gentleman and
one of the most trenchant writers in the
South.
HOGE’S GREAT WORK IN NORFOLK.
During the editor’s recent visit to Norfolk,
it was a source of great pride and thanks-
giving to see the really great work
being done by Rev. B. Lacy Hoge,
the beloved pastor of Spurgeon
Memorial church, and editor of the
Sunday School Lessons isi The Gol
den Age. Dr. Hoge is a recognized
leader in every movement for the
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community’s betterment, and is es
pecially strong as a wise, forceful fighter for
civic righteousness and as an opponent of the
politcal encroachments of Romanism. When
he spoke sometime ago to “The Guardians
of Liberty,” the Majestic Theatre was piled
from pit to dome, and it was declared that
fifteen hundred people failed to hear his ad
dress on “Peter and the Pope.” Mrs. Hoge is
essentially an ideal wife for a leader and their
work at Spurgeon Memorial church is bring
ing a great blessing to one of the largest
congregations in Virginia.
Paul and
Timothy
It is a singular coincidence that
our Sunday school editor was bap
tized by our pulpit editor when “Col.
Hoge” was a lawyer in Roanoke, and the
now world famous Dr. Broughton was pastor
there. Thus there is a “cable of hearts” laid
from Norfolk to London and from each point
to Atlanta, and these spiritual magnets send
the electric thrill of their uplifting influence
through The Golden Age to eager thousands
from week to week.
God bless these great, unselfish preachers—
Paul and Timothy—and give them more and
more a platform of increasing power.
NEW GLORY FOR THE OLD DOMINION.
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DUTY, regardless of political consequence—
that is the hero-spirit that has marked every
step of the way for this real bona fide young
statesman —but mark my words, the grateful
people of Virginia will take care of the con
sequences.
Too Funny Not to TelL
The story goes, the liquor fellows say, that
the Enabling Act, passed by a fluke, and that
Mapp put the fluke on the map.
The whiskey leaders formed a vote inex
pertedly, thinking they had two of three ma
jority. Mapp’s eagle eye was on every man.
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Georgia weekly. It “did run
well” for a time and was making
a fine impression everywhere —
but lo! as one of the “appurte
nances appertaining” to war-time
the announcement comes that
THE GOLDEN AGE FOR WEEK OF OCTOBER 1, 1914
The editor of The Golden Age, while up in
Virginia the other day, ran across the follow
ing searching letter which a Christian “Trav
eling Man” wrote to Virginia’s governor on
the question of the state-wide prohibition of
the liquor traffic. Maybe it will help some
body else besides a “local option” governor:
On Train in Virginia,
August 16, 1914.
My Dear Governor Stuart:
I want to congratulate you on the vigorous pro
test you have made against the use of your pic
ture and your position by the liquor leaders of
the state.
I was just preparing to write you my protest
against your allowing such a shameful prostitu
tion of your personal and official influence.
I don’t blame you for bfeing “as mad as fire”
about it.
Now, if they were using the Governor of the
State to help save Virginia homes and youth, it
would be all right. That’s what you are supposed
to stand so to use you to help perpetuate
bar-rooms in the state in which you are looked up
on as a leader of morals as well as politics, is
nothing less than a tragedy.
But, frankly, the trouble is, Governor, you have
“laid yourself liable.” You ought not to be voting
with the bar-room crowd, and deep down in your
heart you know it. You worked against saloons
in your own county years ago—you said during
the campaign that you had “always voted dry,”
and the people |of the state who love homes
and boys better than they love saloons and poli
tics, are unspeakably disappointed in you.
You know that the state is the unit in the crea
tion of the law— you know Virginia has the su
preme right to say whether she shall be dominat
ed by liquor-drinking, law-defying cities that flood
with liquor the counties that have voted to be
free. The votes of a free people will retain bar
rooms or banish bar-rooms. That is the question.
He saw that two “wet” senators had not yet
voted, and the vote would stand 17 to 19. In
order to “move to reconsider” he changed his
vote to “No.” Thinking they would have an
other chance to placate the saloon leaders the
two “wet” senators thought of their ‘Mry”
constituents and suddenly drawled out “Aye.”
Mapp saw his opportunity like a lightning’s
flash and changed his vote back to “Aye” be
fore the result was announced. The clerk
called “A tie” and before anybody could “say
Jack Robinson,” the president of the senate
had broken the tie by voting “Aye,” and the
bill was announced “Passed.”
Consternation reigned supreme in the whis
key ranks. They tried to move this and that,
but there was “nothing doing”—the vote had
been declared, and Mapp, with a halo of smiles
around his head as big as a wagon wheel
waved toward the floor leader of the opposi
tion and said, “The fire is- out 1”
Thus they say Senator Mapp voted three
times on the same bill and every vote was
legitimate. Anyway, it is universally agreed
that the Hon. G. Walter Mapp, calm, cool
and “collected,” is some floor leader.
Strangely enough, Mapp says he does not
like politics personally—and besides, it is an
expensive luxury to a busy lawyer who finds
time to be president of a couple of banks. But
his people will make him go back to the sen-
“A TRAVELING MAN” TO A GOVERNOR
Which side are you on? What does your con
science say?
Good men make mistakes. You have made one—
a mistake beyond all moral computation. If I
were you, I wouldn’t run with a crowd and vote
with a crowd of whiskey leaders who have no
more respect for your wishes and for common
decency than to use bar-room money to exploit
the picture of Virginia’s Governor for the sake
of boosting the bar-room cause.
You know that this gang will corrupt all poli
tics, garble any statistics, defame any character and
buy any election to keep saloons on top. They
say the saloon is not the issue. They lie when they
say it —they know they lie, and you know they lie
when they say it.
God help you to shake loose from the grip of
such a crowd.
In their hearts they would think far more of
you if you were to come out and repudiate them
and their cause in toto —while the good people of
the state, the praying mothers and fathers, would
“sing the doxology” and rise up and call you
blessed.
If you will just come out and say that you have
been honestly mistaken, but that, as you approach
ed nearer and nearer election day you feel that,
as a citizen, patriot and governor, you cannot af
ford to march to the polls under the same black
banner with every saloon-keeper, rum, gambler,
bawdy-house owner and liquorized politician in
the state, and that you cast all fear and former
pride of opinion to the winds and take your place
under the white banner that waves over home and
youth and church of the Living God.
Governor, if you will do this, it will guarantee the
complete overthrow of saloon politics in the state
you love. Your responsibility is awful. God help
you to see and act like a true, brave man.
Time and eternity are awaiting for your answer.
A TRAVELING MAN AND A FATHER WHO
PRAYS FOR YOU.
ate long enough to fix up the new prohibition
law and make it sweepingly effective. And,
anyway, again, I have already begun to plan
my lecture dates (Selah) so I can be in Rich
mond a few years hence when G. Walter Mapp
is inaugurated Governor—thus adding another
gleam of “new glory for the Old Dominion.”
“On to Washington!” will be a stronger slo
gan than ever now in the ranks of the con
quering prohibition patriots —for Virginia, “the
mother of presidents,” victoriously ‘dry,’ will
form a new citadel of vantage and power from
which to storm Washington and drive the
liquorized money-changers from the temple
of pure Democracy.
EHRLICH LEADS GREAT REVIVAL.
Rev. Louis Jacob Ehrlich, the converted Hebrew,
recently closed a gracious revival of eight days at
Chamlee, (Ga.) Baptist Church, of which Rev. J.
P. McConnell is the beloved pastor. There were
about twenty-five conversions and the meeting
closed at high tide with many enquiring the way
of life. This gifted evangelist who is superinten
dent of the Jewish Christian Mission in Atlanta,
has decided to give himself almost wholly to
evangelistic work. He can be addressed in care
The Golden Age, Atlanta, Ga., and we are sure he
will bring a blessing, under God, to the community
where he may be called.