THE laws of the country prohibiting stealing do not entirely prevent stealing; but nevertheless, I am opposed to licensing stealing, providing that all theft shall be restricted to certain authorized thieves, who can steal only between the hours of six A. M. to eleven-thirty P. M., except Sunday, when no stealing shall be done except by stealth, and entrance be made in all cases on that day by the back door, and at the thief's risk. I believe in laws that absolutely forbid theft at any hour, on any day of the week; and on the same ground, and just as positively, I believe in prohibition of the liquor traffic.
I do not know one good thing about a saloon. It is an evil thing, that has not one redeeming thing in all its history to commend it to good men. It breaks the laws of God and man; it desecrates the Sabbath; it profanes the name of religion; it defiles public order; it tramples underfoot the tenderest feelings of humanity; it is a moral pestilence that blights the very atmosphere of town and country; it is a stain upon honesty, a blur upon purity, a clog upon progress, a check upon the nobler impulses; it is an incentive to falsehood, deceit, and crime.—Bob Burdette.
If a tiger were after my boy, I would rather have a blind tiger than one which could see. Wouldn't you? If a tiger is blind, you must look it up. If it can see, it can look you up.
"YOU shall not press down upon the brow of American homes the crown of thorns plaited by the hand of the liquor traffic; you shall not crucify man upon a cross of high license."
