HOW ROVER CHEERED
R
OVER
is the nicest dog I ever saw. The other night he
went to a Temperance meeting with us. It was held
in the Town Hall and Rover sat right down in front of
me. The man who spoke said ever so many things that pleased
the people and they clapped their hands to show him they liked
what he said and Rover wagged his tail.
He really wanted to bark but he settled down by my feet.
But, by and by, the speaker said something I liked.
He said if there wasn't any liquor sold we would all be bet–
ter off; we'd have more money; there wouldn't be so many people
killed nor so many thieves; the jails would be empty; people
would have nicer and happier houses and everybody ought to
work for Prohibition.
Rover started right up and gave three loud barks and I didn't
scold him either.
Even the dogs will fare better when the liquor saloons are
closed for their owners can buy more meat instead of beer.
Lz"ttle Dew Drops,
1891.
ROTTEN
0
CEAN GROVE,
N. J., July
16,
29
The Rt. Rev. Ernest G. Richardson, M. E. Bishop
of the Philadelphia area, in denouncing press attacks
on the prohibition question, said that
8%
of all the newspapers
were all right on the suJ?ject but that the rest were "absolutely
rotten" and that this group included the newspapers in the big
cities.
N. Y. Tz"mes, July
17, 1929
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