NOVEMBER 1, 1912 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



go\enimeiil, not only to gi\e time and 

 money, but to stop and even consider the 

 death and ruin that come from the saloons 

 or the beer traffic, Uncle Sam puts his 

 hands in his pockets and stands mum. Taft, 

 Roosevelt, Wilson, none of them dare make 

 mention nor even whisper in regard to the 

 rum traffic. The cigarette business is 

 following in close wake, because there is 

 money in it — yes, jDaltry dirty nickels — 

 mainly nickels — in the business of selling 

 cigarettes to children or giving them to 

 children, to create an appetite. Our great 

 Uncle Sam stands with his arms folded or 

 looks the other way. Of course there is 

 some legislation against cigarettes. 



This same Plain Dealer has made men- 

 tion many times of the three-cent dance 

 halls, and has sjaoken encouragingly of 

 having more such dance halls established, 

 even under the auspices of the city itself; 

 but the clipping says that heretofore, if 

 not just now, these lost girls were using 

 the dance halls as a jDlace for "soliciting." 

 Have they never read that closing verse of 

 the seventh chapter of Proverbs, "Her 

 house is the way to hell, going down to 

 the chambers of death"? 



You will notice in the above the expres- 

 sion "golden ruled" is used several times. 

 Do you know what "golden ruling" means? 

 I will tell you. It means letting criminals 

 go scot free after they give some sort of 

 feeble promise to "be good." Some time 

 ago the Anti-saloon League, after the ex- 

 penditure of considerable time and money, 

 caught three men red-handed selling liquor 

 in dry territoiy. They were both proved 

 guilty, fined, and sentenced to imprison- 

 ment. While they were in prison a golden- 

 rule officer reviewed the case and turned 

 them loose to go back to their reg'ular busi- 

 ness. The only excuse he gave was that 

 the punishment was "excessive." I sup- 

 pose golden ruling means as a rule to say 

 to a criminal, after he is caught, something 

 like this: 



"My friend, the golden rule admonishes 

 us to do unto others as we would have oth- 

 ers do unto us. Therefore I set you free." 



What sort of philosophy is that"? And 

 it is, without question, the sort of philoso- 

 l^hy that accounts for the tenible increase 

 in crime and wickedness throughout our 

 land. 1 said in starting out that we might 

 rejoice that something had been done; but 

 Superintendent Rutledge, of the Anti- 

 saloon League in Cleveland, tells us the 

 above reports are very much exaggerated, 

 although he rejoices, as I said, that some- 

 thing has been done. He further reports 

 to the Cleveland Press the fact that mem- 



bers of the (hainber of Commerce own 

 property in the tenderloin districts is one 

 great reason why this hellish traffic has 

 been allowed to go on unrebuked and 

 unpunished. 



Let us now consider another phase of 

 this "clean-up." These vile people, men 

 and women, have only been sent "out of 

 town." They have not been punished by 

 tine or imprisonment. They are simply 

 admonished to go somewhere else to ply 

 their trade. To make sure they really did 

 go somewhere else, these brave policemen 

 saw them on the train and witnessed that 

 I hey bought railroad tickets. Now, seri- 

 ously, how much better off is humanity 

 in general, take it the world over, when 

 criminals are made to go somewhere else? 

 When so many of our Southern States Avent 

 dry the liquor-dealers all piled into Jack- 

 sonville, Florida; and if you will read a 

 Jacksonville jDaper (advertisements es- 

 pecially) you will know something about 

 the results. Our Prohibition friends have 

 objected to our local-option work because 

 we many times, at least, have succeeded 

 only in making the rumseller move over 

 into another county. Several times it has 

 transjDired that he was simjDly obliged to 

 rent a room on the other side of the street, 

 and go on as before. The above is cer- 

 tainly a bad feature of local option. But 

 llie Anti-saloon League usually gets right 

 over into the neighboring county, so to 

 speak, if it happens to be wet, and pro- 

 ceeds to make that county dry also. Now, 

 if this crusade against A'ice, which I be- 

 lieve was originated by the Baptist Broth- 

 erhood, proposes to Avage war, not only in 

 Cleveland but in every other large city, 

 that is all right. May God help us in our 

 efforts to wind up the saloon and the giill 

 room, and put a stop to that awful traffic 

 whose "house is the way to hell, going 

 down to the chambers of death." 



THE PRESIDENTIAL BEE. 



When the presidential bee 



Goes a wand'rin' far and free, 



A-seekin' various persons for their gore, 

 He's the bug of all to fear, 

 For if once he gets yer ear 



You never ain't no good for nothing more. 

 We've the skeeter boiled in oil, 

 And to swat each fly we toil ; 



Germs and microbes — sure. 

 We've got them on the run ; 



But the presidential pest 

 ■ Sits a-hatchin' on its nest — 

 What an awful brood we'll have 

 Wlien he gets done ! 

 Each 'lection year he'd hum, 

 And we though 'twas goin' some; 



But now he never stops a-raisin' Cain; 

 We'll just force him to vamoose 

 (For 'e ain't no sort of use). 



Then we'll settle down to bein' safe and sane. 

 — C. B. W. 



