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So the Folks Say

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Apr 18, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 16.

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“So the Folks Say”

By C. B. Besse

The curse of the rumshop no mortal can tell, It robs men of heaven and sends them to hell; And yet there are many—O can it be, pray? Who vote it to license, so the folks say. What, license the grog-shop! do the folks say?
It lightens their taxes, so some of them think, To license this business of selling strong drink; So, along with the barkeeper multitudes stray, Taking bread from the hungry, so the folks say. What, food from the starving! do the folks say?
'Tis a fell institution they each one confess, Cruel wrong in the wine cup and sorry distress; And yet ’mid their praying for peace day by day, There are those who vote whisky, so the folks say. What, vote with the brewer! do the folks say?
“Inasmuch as ye did it,” whate’er it may be, “To the least of my brethren, ye did it to me;” And by this will he reckon in that judgment-day, And not by our praying, so the folks say; By doing and praying! so will all say. — C. B. Besse.