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The American issue. [volume] (Westerville, Ohio) 1912-19??, September 01, 1927, Image 5

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“What’s in a name?” — IN ONTA
Respectable access to intoxicating liq
uor! Respectable ACCESSIBILITY to
alcoholic beverages. This is “What’s
in the NAME of the ‘BOTTLE O’
business in ONTARIO, CANADA:
Up aiul down the streets you see the
Government liquor stores operating at
full speed. The drink business being car
ried on under a new name! NO! NOT
SALOONS any longer or even BARS—
(Liquor dispensed in bottles only)
The Entrance to the ‘STORES’ is “re
spectable !”
The Exit is "respectable.”
The “Printed Permits” are “respect
The whole liquor business is now made
“respectable” in Ontario, Canada.
Reads well. Looks well. Sounds well.
Doesn't it?
There’s no popping of corks in these
“stores;” No spluttering and splashing of
froth all over the place! No nasty gulp
ing and guzzling of beer! NO! None of
these things—its “bottled” respectability
now! “Bottled accessibility,” “bottled” liq
uor reform—until you take the cork, out
of the bottle!
You pass these places—you stop, you
look within, you walk inside, you look
around a bit: "BOTTLES”—Bottles to
the right of you, bottles to the left of you,
bottles to the roof and bottles to the
floor, rows and rows of them, stacks and
stacks of them in different formations—■
pyramids, steeples, temples, domes—all
done up in gold and silver and bronze,
and bottles are short and bottles are tall,
and bottles are fat and bottles arc thin,
and some are large and some are small,
and bottles are old and bottles are young
and beautifully labeled and magnificent
ly branded and from many parts of the
world they have come—and—
Men stand behind counters and men
stand before counters and “What can I
do for you Sir?” enquires the man behindt
the counter of the man who stands
before the counter, and the man
whose turn has come to be waited upon
presents his “respectable permit”—his
badge of citizenship—certificate of part
nership with his Government—in the
“BOTTLE O” business, and the man be
hind the counter accepts it as his cus
tomer’s “respectable credentials” and
transactions begin!
It’s a “bottle” of this, and a “bottle” of
that, and a “bottle” of that other—and the
bottles are all wrapped up in a nice
brown paper parcel and tied with a piece
of Government string and the man with
his parcel of “bottles” moves away to
make room for the next “bottle O” cus
tomers who slips into the place left vacant
.—only—it’s a woman this time;—but—it’s
all so nice and “respectable” to get a
drink this way! and it’s going to do away
with “bootlegging” and eliminate those
nasty “bootleggers” and the Revenue will
pay the Government taxes—and it’s so
nice for everybody to feel they are in
partnership with the Government liquor
business, as, of course—all “eligible res
idents of the province automatically be
come—pastors and clergymen, educators
and teachers, mothers and fathers and ba
bies—business people, and doctors and
nurses and all!''
And Youth is educated to drink "re
spectably” and taught that drinking real
ly is "respectable”—and YOUTH is
shown by the example of parents and
other most respectable people that the
Government "Bottle O” shops arc really
quite nice places to be seen buying liquor,
and they all learn that these places are
really quite indispensable to the Com
munity and its ALCOHOLIC SUSTE
And the boys and girls are trained
young so that when they are old they
will not depart from the Government liq
uor way; and babies drain the glasses on
the kitchen table that nothing be lost;
and children are taught to eliminate waste
and families arc familiarized with drink
ing and intoxication and drunkenness in
the home that they learn to despise it
not. And the “liquor home fires” are kept
burning and the injunction given to add
fuel to the alcoholic appetite flame that
it might never be extinguished—and the
Government suffer a loss in its business
in consequence—and YOUTH is encour
aged to keep on the long, long trail of
"booze,” Government "BOOZE” being
highly “respectable BCOZE!—”
And already the Government has de
clared that business is fine—but hopes it
will be finer—that more and more places
arc being prepared to accommodate the
“Bottles” and the Bottle clientele: and
the papers say that already there’s a de
crease in arrests for drunkenness—for its
no longer “respectable” for a man to be
arrested in the streets and go to jail—
lie’s home instead and goes to bed—and
it’s so respectable having no OFFICIAL
records to show' the drinking and drunk
enness or even to approximate its ef
And, the Brewers and Distillers and
wets of Ontario—and the WORLD—■
meet in conference and unanimously
agree that—
POST-SCRIPT:—The Government of
Canada has pandered to the "Alcohol
CRY BABIES” in the Province of On
tario and right here shows itself to be a
foolish, unfit, Bad Parent!
Sensible parents do not give babies
snakes to play with nor do they yield to
their infantile demands.
Neither does a sensible parent give a
baby brandy, whisky, or gin lollipops to
suck nor a bottle of beer to drink.
The Canadian government "in the
Province of Ontario” needs to attend an
up-to-date, scientific clinic and learn
what to do and how to treat its ALCO
really interested in these “ALCOHOL
CRY BABIES’ ” future welfare—“its ex
pedient to give them what they want to
stop their wailing and their howling—
give them what they want and as strong
as they want and as much as they want”
only make it “respArtable!” This is the
policy demonstrated by the yrescnt situ
ation in the Province of Ontario. Some
quit crying, too, they say, but a few and
quite a few have fallen out of flicir
cradles—for you see them in a dazed stu
por in the streets—leaning against the
curbstones and in blind alleys. Really
the Government will have to strap its
Alcohol babies to their cradles, for it i»n’t
respectable—really it isn’t to have the
“babies” falling out of their cradles into
the street—drunk!
(Editorial, Chicago Evening Post, Sept. 7, 1927.)
A man or fine character and high courage passed when Wayne B. Wheeler of
the Anti-Saloon League died. Single-minded devotion to a cause lias been seldom
better exemplified than in his career—a devotion as unslfish as it was sincere. Even
those who think that he was mistaken in the aims to which he gave himself utterly
cannot, if they are honest, fail in respect for the resolutions and integrity with which
he pursued them.
We have not always been in accord with the methods of the Anti-Saloon League.
We have had occasion to criticize sharply its judgment in specific instances. We
do not agree that the one particular reform it has sought is the supreme reform for
which all else must be sacrificed. This is the narrow view which has both strength
ened and weakened the work of the League. But we arc not so prejudiced that we
cannot appreciate the greatness of its service, and the great part which this brave and
able man played in promoting it.
We are interested to note that those who covertly rejoice in the death of Wayne
B. Wheeler attempt to discredit his work and his memory by stressing the fact that
he thought politically and was practical in the adjustment of mean slo ends.
We can remember the time when the jeer of the scofilaw was almost invariably
ased upon the impracticality of all reformers. They were held in contempt because
they were visionary, sentimental, idealistic. They ran around in circles and got no
where. They went to prayer meetings and sang hymns and did a lot of ridiculous
and futile things. They knew nothing about politics. They were not dangerous—
they were just tiresome or laughable, according to the humor of the scoffer.
How changed all that is. Now the discreditable thing charged against Wayne
B. Wheeler is that he was politically effective. lie linked the ideals of the prayer
meeting to the practical work at the polls. He ceased to be ridiculous and futile,
tiresome and laughable. He became dangerous to the selfish interests of a powerful
traffic and to all its satellite interests. And he taught multitudes of others how they
could convert their dreams into deeds.
What was once amusement at the antics of reformers became astonishment and
then alarm with the advent of the Anti-Saloon League. Jeers turned to fears; good na
tured ridicule gave place to illnatured abuse. These people who, by all the rules
and according to all precedent ought to have been harmlessly passing resolutions
were actually playing politics, and—unpardonable sin—beating the professional poli
ticians at their own game.
That is why the Anti-Saloon League is the most hated reform organization in
the country, and that is why Wayne B. Wheeler, as its general counsel, earned the
bitter animosity of every man who was interested in perpetuating the American
saloon and its trail of evils.
Whenever decency and idealism become practical the pack snarls and yelps—and
bites, if it can.
Wayne B. Wheeler lived his life under observation. If he had ever made a mis
step from the straight path of consistent devotion which he charted for himself his
enemies would have heralded the fact gleefully far and wide. The worst thing they
had to say about him was to call him a fanatic with a practical mind. Translated into
honest English that is a compliment—lie wu a nvan with an idea who both knew how
and had the courage to fight for it.
In view of the recent death of J. Og-'
den Armour, president of the great Ar
mour Packing Company, the following
letter from our old friend and co-worker (
Rev. Duncan C. Milner, is of more than
passing interest.
Dr. Milner was for years the pastor of
the famous Armour Mission founded by
Philip D. Amour, who was also the
founder of the great house of Armour
& Company.
Mr. Armour took a keen interest in
Sunday school work for the neglected'
children of the city, managed and financ
ed the celebrated Armour Mission and
also founded the great Armour Institute
which was the first of the trade schools
in the city of Chicago.
Dr. Milner’s letter follows:
No one would think of Philip D. Ar
mour, the founder of Armour & Co., as
a temperance reformer. As pastor of the
Armour Mission in its great days I learn
ed some things that showed his interest in
the liquor question.
lie was not a total abstainer, but dur
ing his later years his only drinking, as
he told me, was a glass of champagne at
the monthly dinner of the Merchants(
Club. lie abhorred drunkenness and was
quite disturbed to find a drunken em
ploye. He paid the expenses of more
men to the Keeley Cure than any other
I gave the pledge of total abstinence
to the members of the Armour Mission
Sunday School with his approval. We had
three companies of the Boys’ Brigade
finely organized and the pledge of total
abstinence was required. A number of
the members of the Brigade made fine
records in the World War.
The Armours purchased a soap factory.
Mr. Armour visited the new place of
business about the middle of the fore
noon. As he was talking to the Superin
tendent a number of men went by loaded
with buckets. He said “What arc those
men carrying?” He was told it was their
regular supply of beer. Mr. Armour said
“Don’t you know there is a law of our
firm forbidding liquor to be brought into
our buildings?” The Supt. said the men
were mostly Germans, and they would
not be willing to give up their beer. Mr.
Armour said: “Do you mean to say the
men will not obey the rules of the com
pany, then close the doors and dismiss
the men.” It is needless to say the fac
tory was not closed and the beer was
kept out.
Mr. Armour hated the saloon. He said
to me “some people put on airs over me
as if I was a kind of a rough neck, but
I’ll be - if 1 ever rented any of my
property for a saloon or house of ill re
It was my privilege to sec the tender
side of Mr. Armour and he gave me. large
liberty in spending money to help the
wives of drunken men and help care for
their children. The list of his benefi
cent gifts to people in misfortune was a
very large one.
(Signed) Duncan C. Milner.

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